Zhao Linlin said from the side: "Xia Yun, it's not good for you to do this."

"Mr. Bian is so active, how can you be so shameless?"

"And to put it bluntly, all the people present today are our own people. Could there be any accidents?"

"Even if something happens, it's a good thing!"

"Today we are not drunk and have no return!"

A group of Internet celebrities covered their mouths and laughed "giggling": "That's right, if women don't get drunk, men have no chance."

Seeing the wine glasses being passed around, Xia Yun looked embarrassed.

After all, this society is a society of human feelings. Sometimes it is too unkind, and it is inevitable that it will be difficult to move forward in society.

Just when Xia Yun was having a hard time refusing, Ye Hao stood up vigorously, grabbed the bottle and said calmly: "Xia Yun did encounter something in the afternoon, and he is not feeling well now, I can testify."

"So let me drink this wine for her today."

After finishing speaking, Ye Hao directly drank the whole bottle of wine.

"Ye Hao, what are you!?"

Zhao Linlin's pretty face was slightly gloomy, and her expression was ugly: "Master Bian is drinking with Xia Yun, what are you messing with, an inferior person?"

"A bottle of wine worth more than 10,000 yuan, are you qualified to drink it?"

"Let me tell you, don't think that because you have something to do with my father, you can eat and drink with me every day!"

"I'm telling you, either you take out the 10,000 yuan for the drink yourself, or you get out of here immediately, and don't let me see you again!"

Bian Bubao is also gloomy at this moment. Today, this guy surnamed Ye has repeatedly sabotaged his good deeds, which made him lose face.

At this moment, the side is not responsible, and he only wants to strangle Ye Hao to death.

Ye Hao smiled lightly and said, "Except for Xia Yun, no one has the right to let me get out."

"Zhao Linlin, it's not that I don't give you face, but that you really don't deserve it."

Zhao Linlin was furious: "Ye, you..."

"boom--"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a small leader of the Kaishan Group on the edge of the booth being kicked away.

His Chinese is very standard, but his tone is dry, like a robot.

The words uttered contained an unspeakable fierceness and killing intent, and it was the Lord whose hands were stained with blood.

"What happened to the person who moved you?"

"Believe it or not, I still touch you?"

At this moment, Wang Shaodong was able to live up to his back, and he was so arrogant that he rushed over with a foreign wine bottle.

But before he got close, he saw this feminine island man slap him directly in the face.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Wang Shaodong flew out and hit the depths of the booth heavily, and the sound of bones breaking could even be heard. JrNovels.com