Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"That's it, hang up first, and take the medicine."

Zhang Yang smiled, "I invite you to dinner."

Sensing that the man was about to walk out of the toilet, Mu Qingmo took out a tissue and wiped his hands, and stepped out of the bathroom first.

Zhang Yang hummed a ditty and walked towards 306 proudly.

In a corner that Zhang Yang couldn't see, Mu Qingmo kept watching him.

After Zhang Yang entered the box, Mu Qingmo returned to the box.

"Come on, Mr. Mu, let's continue drinking."

Mu Qingmo raised his wine glass and touched it lightly.

After shaking the liquid in the cup, Mu Qingmo kept thinking of Lin Yiran in his mind.

He even imagined how Lin was still terrified and helpless.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingmo couldn't sit still.

Anyway, Lin Yiran helped himself today. She is also Nan Sheng's best friend, so I have to help her no matter what I say.

Mu Qingmo put down the wine glass, grabbed his coat and said lightly, "I've invited you for this meal, I have to take a step ahead."

After the other young masters listened, they watched Mu Qingmo leave blankly with their wine glasses in their hands.

Something is wrong with Mr. Mu today!

Didn't he always stay until the end to play the second game?

It's really strange.

Everyone didn't think much about it, and cheered up again.

When Mu Qingmo got off the elevator, he called the driver and asked him to park the car at the gate of Yipinju.

Coincidentally, when he walked out of Yipinju, Lin Yiran and the others got into the car.

"Master, should we go back next?"

Mu Qingmo got into the car directly, pointed to Lin Yiran's car, "Follow that car."

The driver nodded and quickly followed the car.

Lin still focused on driving the car, chatting with Song Yue and the others from time to time.

Zhang Yang rested his hands on the back of the chair, and stared at Lin Yiran wantonly.

Lin was still getting more and more irritable, so he could only increase the speed of the car, thinking of getting there sooner.

When they arrived at the bar, Song Yue dragged Cen Yue and the others to the dance floor.

Zhang Yang was alone among the noisy crowd with a drink in hand.

Lin Yiran sat quietly on the bar counter alone, ordered a glass of cocktail, and sipped it in small sips.

A woman sitting alone at the bar and drinking can easily attract the attention of others.

Mu Qingmo sat in a hidden corner, holding a glass of wine, and kept looking at Lin Yiran.

"Miss, are you alone? Would you like to have a drink together?"

A handsome man held a glass of wine and warmly invited Lin Yiran.

Lin still smiled and shook his head, "No, my friend is here."

The man made fun of himself, nodded and went to find the next target.

Lin was still drinking one sip after another, casually looking at the people in the bar.

Really boring.

Lin still yawned, turned on his phone and found a substitute driver.

After issuing the license plate number, Lin still casually threw his mobile phone on the bar and continued drinking.

Mu Qingmo thought about the business, shifted his gaze, and found the man who was calling in Yipinju.

It didn't take long for Mu Qingmo to see him.

Zhang Yang sneaked into the crowded place, looking around, as if he was waiting for someone.

At this time, a man wearing a black peaked cap entered the bar.

Zhang Yang looked up and saw him, and waved to him.

The man nodded, lowered the brim of his hat, avoided the drunken man, and walked towards Zhang Yang.

Mu Qingmo took a sip of his wine and stared at the two with sharp eyes.

The lights in the bar were too dim, and with the bustling crowd, Mu Qingmo only touched their arms.

It is estimated that what they are holding now is that kind of medicine.

Mu Qingmo asked the bartender to mix a glass of wine, waiting for Zhang Yang's next move.

Sure enough, Zhang Yang patted the shoulder of the black peaked cap, and walked towards Lin Yiran.

"Hey, Director Lin, why don't you go to the dancing pool for a while?"

Lin Yiran was taken aback, saw that it was Zhang Yang, and replied flatly, "I'm a little tired."

"That's it."

Zhang Yang stroked his chin and said thoughtfully.

Looking at the wine glass in Lin Yiran's hand, Zhang Yang wanted to divert Lin Yiran's attention so that he could do it himself.

"By the way, Director Lin, what about Song Yue and the others?"

Lin still put down his wine glass and turned to look at the dance floor.

"They're all dancing there."

"That's it."

Zhang Yang responded indiscriminately.

At this moment, Zhang Yang quickly threw a white pill into Lin Yiran's wine glass.

Today's is here! ! !

About this pair of CP, it will be interspersed from time to time in the novel