C101 (2/2)
Once upon a time, she also thought of proving in front of everyone that she was definitely not the flower vase that they spoke of.
At the same time, in the middle of the night, Ji Han was not the only one who was quietly sitting by himself. At the same time, the Northern Mantra also went against his gentle appearance and appeared in the bar, pouring himself a cup of wine.
Beitang sat alone, the bright lights of the bar flashing back and forth on his body, but he seemed to fall into a gray area, gloomy and silent.
He held a cup of wine in his hand, and his gentle eyes were in a daze. A bitter smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth. He then picked up the cup of wine and finished it in one gulp.
On the dining table, his phone was constantly vibrating, but this did not attract his attention at all. Or it could be said that he deliberately ignored the sound of the phone.
The phone rang for a while, then the screen went dark, but soon the phone vibrated again, and the number on the screen always showed only one person's name.
Moran drove quickly down the street. She had called Beitang many times tonight, but the only response she got was the cold customer service on the phone.
It was only after she had just called the secretary of Northern Secret Art that she found out that he had not come back to the company and had stayed in the bar for the whole night!
Very quickly, Mo Lan drove her red sports car to the bar where Northern Secret Arts was. She quickly got off the car. She didn't even bring the oversized sunglasses that she needed and directly walked into the bar.
She was running around the bar, her hands did not stop while she kept on calling Northern Dipper. Fortunately, the heavens didn't disappoint those who wanted to call. Just as she was about to lose her power, she finally saw Northern Dipper drinking alone.
Immediately, Mo Lan practically jogged to the side of Northern Mantra. Seeing him drink a cup of strong wine, he immediately snatched the wine cup from his hand.
”Come back with me!” Mo Lan looked at the drunken North Manipulation. His heart was filled with worry, but he spoke coldly.
However, the North Conjuration only glanced at Moran who was beside him. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said softly, ”Come and drink with me.”
”Drink what!” Look at how drunk you are! ” Mo Lan was anxious and immediately slammed the wine cup on the table, letting out a loud knocking sound.
After that, Mo Lan directly pulled on Northern Mantra's arm and said, ”Come with me, now!”
Bei Fa looked at Mo Lan, who was constantly pulling him out, and felt a sense of desolation in his heart. However, he knew Mo Lan's character. Even if she hurt him, she would definitely bring him out.
As he thought about this, Bei Fen did not refuse anymore and allowed Mo Lan to drag him out of the bar.
The cold night wind outside the bar sent a shiver down Bei Fangshuang's spine. No matter what, it couldn't be colder than his current heart.
Outside the bar, Mo Lan shook off her hand that was tightly held just a moment ago, and immediately cursed.
”Tell me, what did you tell me back then? You said that I was like a weak zombie, but now look at how much of a difference there was between you and me back then!”