Chapter 21: I have her in my heart (2)

At two o'clock in the morning, the bar street by the Yan River was still

brightly lit.

In the night bar at the end of the street, a dance music has been completed,

and the DJ is changing the disc. The men and women dancing on it have already

stepped off the stage and flocked to the bar to sit down.

But the far left of the bar is surrounded by the most people. A handsome man

with slightly long bangs and a little narcissistic smile said with a grin:

"Everyone has seen the hot search tonight. I am a Bo Yan high school classmate

and a friend of more than ten years. He said he once liked it. Someone has

been dumped again. Everyone, don’t believe me. I tell you, he is not dumped

for the first time. It is the second time tonight."

The people drinking next to him laughed and laughed, and no one took the

bartender's momentary hiatus seriously. A young man smiled and said, "You are

Bo Yan's high school classmate, and I'm still Xia Siyu's current husband."

"I'm really his high school classmate."

"I'm really her current husband."

Zhen Xia Siyu's current husband suddenly appeared, and the bartender was

startled. Bo Yan changed into a jacket, a baseball cap, and a pair of big

black-rimmed glasses on his face. In the dimly lit bar, little attention was

drawn.

VIP room.

The bartender walked in with a tray, sat on the sofa comfortably and watched

the phone, his long legs folded comfortably. The jacket on his body has been

unzipped, and the white shirt inside has two buttons unbuttoned. Hearing the

sound of the bartender coming in, he didn't look up, just stretched out his

hand. The gesture means: bring wine.

The bartender asked: "Can you drink? You have an announcement tomorrow, right?

Aren't you afraid of a swollen face?"

Bo Yan still didn't reply, and his fingers in midair moved.

The bartender poured him a glass of whiskey with a speechless expression, and

according to his preference, put two ice cubes in the ice bucket and passed

the glass into his hand. Bo Yan took it and shook the glass gently. The amber

wine swayed in the glass cube, and the ice cubes inside were like crystals,

and they shook crisply as he shook.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it. After drinking, stretch your hand

forward, which means: pour another cup.

The disgust on the bartender's face became even stronger, and his unhappy

expression filled him again.

Bo Yan finished drinking again and let out a long sigh. But the gloom between

the eyebrows did not stretch, as if it was more condensed.

The bartender poured himself a glass and took a sip. As soon as I finished

drinking, I began to complain: "If you come here in the future, can you tell

me in advance? You are a bit famous now, so I am not prepared for a sudden

attack. If someone recognizes that it causes a disturbance, I Can business be

done at night?"

Bo Yan raised his eyes: "That's it?"

"What's this? My business is very good, okay! Two o'clock in the middle of the

night, the location of the terminal is not very good, has this kind of

attendance rate is good?" The bartender drank the wine in the glass

unconvincingly, He poured it, and poured a glass himself, "I said, why are you

in the mood to come over for a drink today? Was it stimulated by someone? She

said that cooperation is impossible, and it is impossible to cooperate with

you in this life?"

Bo Yan ignored him. After drinking the wine, he picked up his chopsticks,

picked up a peanut, and chewed gently in his mouth.

The bartender also threw a peanut in his mouth, and said vaguely while eating,

"Or, did her scandal two days ago make you unhappy?"