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Chapter 271

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    The phone rang, it was Jing Shaoqing calling, she hung up directly, and didn't plan to answer it, her mind was in a mess now, and she didn't want to cause trouble again.

    Two minutes later, she heard footsteps approaching behind her, she subconsciously turned her head vigilantly to check, and met Jing Shaoqing's deep eyes.  At that moment, she felt a little guilty, and put the phone in her bag calmly: "Nothe phone is out of battery"

    He raised his eyebrows slightly: "If it's out of battery, it should be unable to connect or shut down. How could it be that it was in the middle of a call after it was suddenly cut off? When I was a three-year-old child?"

    Chen Mengyao didn't say a word, she lowered her head and looked at her toes. If she found a crack in the ground, she really wanted to get in!

    Jing Shaoqing didn't care about her hanging up his phone, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I'll take you back."

    Seeing him take out the car keys, she couldn't help reminding: "You're drunk, you can't drive."

    He looked at her leisurely: "You know that I drink?"

    Her eyes were erratic, and she didn't dare to fall on his face. If he hadn't kissed her, would she know that he was drinking?  After all, I personally tasted the alcohol in his mouth, not to mention that it is impossible not to drink when you come to this kind of place: "If you don't drink when you come to this kind of place, why don't you drink it for nothing?"

    Perhaps because he saw her embarrassment, he finally called a substitute driver. With someone else around, she could always feel more at ease.

    Along the way, both of them closed their eyes and rested their minds. There was not much communication, and it was always uncomfortable to drink too much wine.  The car drove downstairs to Chen Mengyao's house. Seeing that she didn't respond, he stretched out his hand and pushed her: "Here we are."

    She opened her eyes in a daze and looked outside, and after confirming that it was a scene she was familiar with, she thanked her and got out of the car.

    Feeling that Jing Shaoqing's car didn't drive away, she didn't dare to turn her head back, and the pace of leaving was surprisingly smooth. She even suspected that the wine she drank was fake wine mixed with water, otherwise, how could she still be sober?  !

    After a while, the surrogate driver drove forward again. Jing Shaoqing's previous drunkenness had long since disappeared, and his eyes were clear: "Did Zhanchi call you here? The surrogate driver I called hasn't arrived yet, so make sure the time is right next time."

    The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror: "He wants to see you."

    There was a sneer on his lips: "I don't want to see him, what do you think should I do?"

    The surrogate driver slammed the accelerator to the bottom, which was regarded as an answer to him.  He unhurriedly took out a pistol from the small storage compartment in the back seat, and put it on the back of the driver's neck without hesitation: "Pull over, you have ten seconds to save your life  .¡±

    The surrogate driver was paid for his work, and he didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble, so he trembled all over, slowly parked the car on the side of the road, and carefully got out of the car with his hands raised.

    Jing Shaoqing sat in the driver's seat calmly, turning the gun around in his hand: "It's a simulation."

    When the surrogate driver just showed an angry look, he had already rushed out, leaving only one sentence: "Tell him, if you want to see me, come in person!"

    Early the next morning, Wen Yan was awakened by the sun.  Last night, she drank too much alcohol, and the aftereffect was a terrible headache. She adjusted her posture and continued to lie down. She didn't plan to get up immediately. The strange thing was that when she moved, her whole body became sore.

    As the memory gradually came back, she suddenly opened her eyes. It seems that Mark Tingchen went to the bar to find her in person last night, right?  !  What about after coming back?  what happened?  She doesn't remember any of it!

    She didn't believe in her wine quality, and she didn't believe that Mark Tingchen would let her go so easily, so she felt a little terrified for a while.

    At this time, she was alone on the bed, that is to say, Mark Tingchen had gone out, at least she could live a peaceful life for a whole day before he came back, as for after he came back

    The anxiety in her heart made her unable to lie down any longer. She endured the discomfort all over her body and got up from the bed. The moment her feet touched the ground, she almost fell down. The feeling was like stepping on cotton.  Strangely, she was not wearing anything!

    She pretended to be calm and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Facing the mirror in the bathroom, she could clearly see the hickey marks on her body, which spread all over her body. She knew what happened last night without even thinking about it. This can also explain  Why is she sore all over, but unfortunately she doesn't remember anything

    "Yanyan, are you up? The young master told me to wait for you to get up before cleaning the room as soon as possible." Mama Liu's voice suddenly sounded from outside the bedroom door.

    Wen Yan calmed down and opened the door as if nothing had happened. As soon as Liu Ma saw her, she smiled ambiguously: "Young Master, I love you so much. Let me wait for you to wake up before cleaning the room. I'm afraid it will disturb your sleep. You came back last night  You've already been drunk, but it was the young master who carried you back to your room to help you take a bath, I didn't realize how considerate he was."

    Wen Yan couldn't laugh, she felt uncomfortable all over now, and finally understood the truth of 'drinking is wrong': "Thenthen you clean up, I'll go downstairs to eat."

    Mama Liu responded, and went straight to the trash can in the corner. There was nothing in the trash can except some paper towels.  Wen Yan inadvertently caught a glimpse, and his heart suddenly jumped several times. Since Mark Tingchen asked Mama Liu to clean up now, that is to say, the room had not been cleaned before, but why was there no 'little umbrella' in the garbage basket?  'Mark of?  Was there nothing to do last night?  ?  ?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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