Chapter 1271 (1/2)

”Why me?” Si yejue glanced at Shen Jiang coldly. He could not drink it. He drank so much. The last glass of wine was just the last straw that killed the camel.

”Even if you don't, besides, I don't trust you very much.” An shengxia gets up and stands up straight, trying to ask his relatives to send Shen Jiang home, but he is cut off by the cold night.

”It's so late. You're more worried about seeing me off in person. You'd better let Mr. Si come. After all, he is familiar with the road and has been there many times.” Cold night a hand, then pressed the wrist of an shengxia.

An shengxia has to take a seat again. He can see that although he is reluctant, he still helps Shen Jiang to leave the private room.

After walking out of the bar, Si yejue's mind became clearer.

Yejue, the original secretary, didn't drink much. He had been listening to other people talking about lengye and how he came back to China and met an shengxia again.

To tell you the truth, Si yejue is also happy for Leng ye and an shengxia. At the same time, he thinks that fate is really wonderful.

If you really have a fate, even if you miss it, you will see me again.

Like, is he the same as Han Anxin?

Once the division night Baron, do not believe in fate, but because of the cold night, seems to have to believe.

Shen Jiang had a rest for a long time, and then he slowly recovered.

When he realized that he was sitting in Si yejue's car, he frowned slightly, ”will you take me back?”

”Well, you drink too much, and few of them know your family, so let me drive. I think I know your family, and I'm familiar with it.” The division night Jue slightly nods and explains a way again.

”When did I get drunk?” Shen Jiang himself didn't realize it.

”It wasn't long before you woke up in ten minutes.” Si yejue asked calmly, ”do you want something to drink?”

”No, I'm awake now.” Shen Jiang was also surprised when she held down her sore eyebrow. Although she didn't drink very well, she seldom got drunk. It must be that she had too much stamina.

”I didn't think you had much to drink. I didn't see you drunk before.” Si yejue was surprised when he arrived.

”Maybe it's new wine today. I haven't touched it before. I have enough stamina.” Shen Jiang shook his head abruptly.

”Are you still not feeling well?” Si yejue frowned and lowered the window. However, he was surprised that the wind at night was particularly cool, so he pressed half of the window again.

”Anyway, thank you for taking me home.” Waiting for the car to stop at the gate of the residence, Shen Jiang politely thanks.

”Don't be so outspoken. Anyway, it's not the first time I've sent you home. Thanks, it's not today.” The voice of Si yejue is ironic. I still remember that when I was married, Si yejue was seldom so attentive. But after the divorce, he did everything. For example, he sent her home in person, but recognized her safety.