Chapter 2823
Is he really going to end this relationship?!
He thought that he was just angry that day, but after a few days, he would figure out that she was just angry that day, and he misinterpreted her meaning.
It's just that she didn't expect it to be so serious.
She didn't expect that the words that day had hit him so hard.
Meng Qingxue hurriedly hit a car and told the driver, "bar street."
"Good."
The driver hit the watch skillfully. At night, the road was not so blocked any more. She galloped all the way to the bar. Meng Qingxue got off at the bar where moyanchen visited the longest, and got the money. She pinched her foot and walked into the bar slowly.
When she stepped into the door, she was immediately surrounded by the rhythm and drumbeats of the break, almost deafening.
She seldom comes to places like bars, and even if she does, she often goes with moyanchen.
Meng Qingxue was not used to it for a while, so she hurriedly covered her ears.
Twelve in the morning.
At this time point, nightlife has just begun, and the bar has just begun to warm up.
In the sound of music, unrestrained men and women stood on the dance floor, constantly swaying with the rhythm.
Meng Qingxue shuttles in the crowd. Slowly, she keeps looking at the bar. In such a position, there are usually young models and beautiful women sitting.
This bar is very famous. Singers and actors often visit it. After dressing up, they will look for hunting in such a place.
This bar is all contracted by tender mould company.
Once arriving at this point, the company will arrange many young models to sit in this place. Once any producer comes here for entertainment and recreation, when he sees it, he will select the next one. At this time, if the young model works hard enough to get out, he will make it up by himself.
Meng Qingxue then went to the box seat. When she passed the third seat, she saw muyanchen surrounded by a group of people.
He is an outstanding man.
His outstanding appearance and noble temperament can be seen at a glance even in such a noisy environment.
Meng Qingxue sees him and is stunned for two seconds. Finally, she reacts and turns to the box.
Muyanchen is drinking. He can't remember how many cups he has drunk. He can't remember how many days he has indulged himself in the noisy music, and then he is drunk.
"Stop drinking."
A familiar voice came from above.
Muyanchen suddenly woke up, looked up, but saw Meng Qingxue standing in front of him, his breath slightly fluctuating, staring at him, "how do you make yourself like this? You're drunk, don't drink any more! "
"Don't worry about it."
Muyanchen pushes her away without expression, just about to reach for the goblet. Meng Qingxue takes the lead in snatching the wine. "Don't drink it!"
“……” Muyanchen raised his head and looked at her with cold eyes.
When a well-dressed woman sitting next to him saw her move, she couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied and asked, "who are you? What's the matter? "
Meng Qingxue glanced at her and said to her, "am I in charge of your head?"
"I......"
"I'm in charge of my man, what are you talking about!" Meng Qingxue sneered coldly again.
The domineering manifesto really shocked a person's chin.
What!?
This woman claims that mu Yanchen is her man!?
God, what is the relationship between the two people!?
He thought that he was just angry that day, but after a few days, he would figure out that she was just angry that day, and he misinterpreted her meaning.
It's just that she didn't expect it to be so serious.
She didn't expect that the words that day had hit him so hard.
Meng Qingxue hurriedly hit a car and told the driver, "bar street."
"Good."
The driver hit the watch skillfully. At night, the road was not so blocked any more. She galloped all the way to the bar. Meng Qingxue got off at the bar where moyanchen visited the longest, and got the money. She pinched her foot and walked into the bar slowly.
When she stepped into the door, she was immediately surrounded by the rhythm and drumbeats of the break, almost deafening.
She seldom comes to places like bars, and even if she does, she often goes with moyanchen.
Meng Qingxue was not used to it for a while, so she hurriedly covered her ears.
Twelve in the morning.
At this time point, nightlife has just begun, and the bar has just begun to warm up.
In the sound of music, unrestrained men and women stood on the dance floor, constantly swaying with the rhythm.
Meng Qingxue shuttles in the crowd. Slowly, she keeps looking at the bar. In such a position, there are usually young models and beautiful women sitting.
This bar is very famous. Singers and actors often visit it. After dressing up, they will look for hunting in such a place.
This bar is all contracted by tender mould company.
Once arriving at this point, the company will arrange many young models to sit in this place. Once any producer comes here for entertainment and recreation, when he sees it, he will select the next one. At this time, if the young model works hard enough to get out, he will make it up by himself.
Meng Qingxue then went to the box seat. When she passed the third seat, she saw muyanchen surrounded by a group of people.
He is an outstanding man.
His outstanding appearance and noble temperament can be seen at a glance even in such a noisy environment.
Meng Qingxue sees him and is stunned for two seconds. Finally, she reacts and turns to the box.
Muyanchen is drinking. He can't remember how many cups he has drunk. He can't remember how many days he has indulged himself in the noisy music, and then he is drunk.
"Stop drinking."
A familiar voice came from above.
Muyanchen suddenly woke up, looked up, but saw Meng Qingxue standing in front of him, his breath slightly fluctuating, staring at him, "how do you make yourself like this? You're drunk, don't drink any more! "
"Don't worry about it."
Muyanchen pushes her away without expression, just about to reach for the goblet. Meng Qingxue takes the lead in snatching the wine. "Don't drink it!"
“……” Muyanchen raised his head and looked at her with cold eyes.
When a well-dressed woman sitting next to him saw her move, she couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied and asked, "who are you? What's the matter? "
Meng Qingxue glanced at her and said to her, "am I in charge of your head?"
"I......"
"I'm in charge of my man, what are you talking about!" Meng Qingxue sneered coldly again.
The domineering manifesto really shocked a person's chin.
What!?
This woman claims that mu Yanchen is her man!?
God, what is the relationship between the two people!?