The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

"I and him... something happened. I don't know where he is now, so I want to ask if he is in your bar."

Xiao Hai froze for a moment, and immediately put away his joking tone: "Fighting? I'm currently on a business trip outside the city, so I'm not sure. Don't worry, I will ask my staff immediately and contact you if I have any news."

"Okay, trouble you."

The phone was hung up.

Shen Zhiyu squeezed the phone tightly and looked at the street lamp outside the car window, feeling that every minute and every second was suffering.

I don't know how long it took before the phone rang again.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't wait to answer the call.

Xiaohai said on the other end: "Beijing is really at my bar, with a few friends, ordering a lot of wine, and it is noisy and noisy in the box. It is better to say it clearly if you have a fight. You should go find it. Him."

Shen Zhiyu seemed to be sinking into a swamp. He caught a life-saving straw. He couldn't even care about the headache. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed to Xiaohai's bar.

Just entering the door of the bar attracted a lot of attention in an instant.

"Woohoo! What a handsome brother!"

"He is the one I mentioned to you. The last time he stuffed him with a business card, he was rejected. He looked down on others, eh..."

"I'll try it!"

Soon, Shen Zhiyu was surrounded by all kinds of people. A group of people came to talk to him. Some asked for contact information, some took the initiative to stuff business cards, and some even directly checked the room card.

Shen Zhiyu refused politely.

At this moment, an acquaintance bartender ran over.

Probably Xiaohai had ordered it, and the bartender ran over and asked, "Is it here to find that Shao Xia?"

Shen Zhiyu nodded: "Yes, where is the other person?"

"Come with me."

The bartender led Shen Zhiyu to break through the siege and came to the door of a box: "It's right here."

Standing outside the door, you can clearly hear the noise coming from inside.

The bartender left soon.

Shen Zhiyu grabbed the doorknob, but hesitated, his heart beating very fast, he didn't know what to say when he saw Xia Beiqin.

No matter what, he can fight or scold him. He can bear it. He just wants to make it clear. Now, he doesn't want to just let go.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyu took a deep breath and gently opened the door. The bursting sound immediately pierced his eardrums. There was chaos and mess inside. A group of teenagers were going to be hilarious. They didn't even notice that the door was opened. .

Xia Beiqing was sitting on the sofa by the door, grabbing the wine bottle and pouring it into her mouth. There were still a few empty wine bottles on the coffee table. Jiang Xiujie sat next to him and stole his wine bottle.

"It's alright, you're going to the hospital if you drink it again!"

Xia Beiqing didn't care, as if mad, he reopened a bottle and drank too violently. He bent down and coughed violently. Tears mixed with the wine and dripped down together.

Jiang Xiujie took his shoulders with a helpless expression, and said, "I said, are you like this? Wasn't it just fun to chase after Shen Zhiyu? You won't forget what you said, right? Didn’t you say that you chase him and then slap him severely to avenge him? It’s okay now, so I don’t have to be stuck on him!"

"That's right!" Xia Beiqing smashed the bottle on the ground. In an instant, everyone around was quiet, and his cold voice resounded throughout the box: "I was just to play him, I was just to avenge him, what is he? Things, I’ll throw them when I have enough!"