Chapter: 728
Ye Wanwan smiled bitterly, "I'm not worthy of others."
Li Jiaping gave her a distressed look. To be honest, the richer people are, the more they want to be in the right position. Like the man just now, at first glance, he looks like the young master of a top-tier wealthy family.
"So has my plan to play your boyfriend succeeded this time? He should give up!" Li Jiaping asked.
Ye Wanwan nodded, "Well, he successfully hated me."
"That's good, I will introduce better people to you in the future."
Jian Zhipei then drove out a sports car. The black sports car was like an untamable wild horse, and the sports car went straight to a bar in the city center! That was the last time he bought it, and now the bar is still one of the most exclusive bars in the city.
But at this moment, the lights in the entire bar were all on, and the waiter inside was only serving him as a guest.
He sat in a booth in the center, the barman accompanied him with a wine tray.
Jian Zhipei had already drank two glasses of whiskey in the blink of an eye, and he said to the waiter, "fill me up."
The waiter didn't dare to fill him up, but Jian Zhipei seemed to dislike him for being slow. He reached out and grabbed his wine bottle and drank directly from the bottle.
"Master Jian, drink slowly." The waiter advised him.
But this man was begging for a drink today, and his mind was full of the image of Ye Wanwan being half-pressed on the bed by that man today, watching her hugging his neck and making out.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, and there was a fire of resentment burning that he didn't know how to vent.
Why is this happening? Just a girl.
"Mr. Jane, do you need me to accompany you for a drink?" A beautiful and fashionable girl stood beside him, her tight skirt outlined her charming curves.
Jian Zhipei glanced at her, even though the girl was beautiful, she couldn't arouse his interest, he waved his hand, "No need."
A look of disappointment flashed across the girl's face. She bit her lip, sat on his sofa boldly, reached out and poured a glass of wine for him, "Mr. Jane, let me accompany you!"
Jian Zhipei's brows twitched, and he smelled the scent of perfume that annoyed him. His voice became cold, "Leave."
Just two words, full of majesty, the girl blushed suddenly, she felt like she was rejected by this man like garbage.
The bar manager immediately waved to the girl and told her to leave quickly, so as not to disturb the big boss.
From his point of view, the eldest young master was obviously injured by a woman, so he came here alone to drink and drink. He had already sent the most beautiful girl in the bar, but he couldn't get him to look directly at him. Such a girl can break the heart of this rich boy?
The bar was very quiet, except for the sound of bartending at the counter, under the lights, while drinking, Jian Zhipei pondered something inexplicably.
There was still some unwilling expression on his face. The palm he placed on the table, clenched into a fist from time to time, and at the same time there was a gloomy look in his eyes, which was a little scary.
A few girls stood in the corner, admiring that handsome man, and they had long been in a state of excitement. They could not wait to send themselves up to please him. They were all thinking, what kind of girl is qualified to hurt him like this?
Who is he drinking for? Which girl are you feeling sad about again?
Jian Zhipei drank a bottle of wine and poured a second bottle, which was already beyond his limit.
"Mr. Jane, you will get drunk if you drink like this." The waiter advised him.
Jian Zhipei didn't listen to the persuasion, but picked up the wine glass, poured another sip into his mouth, and swallowed it emotionally.
Jian Zhipei's drunkenness gradually appeared, and he began to take out his mobile phone. He turned to Ye Wanwan's number and dialed it.
Ye Wanwan had just arrived home and entered the yard when she heard the phone ring. She picked it up and looked at it, her heart throbbed violently, why is he? JrNovels.com