"Just bet on whether He Wenbo was drunk by me until he had stomach bleeding and ended up in the hospital!" Ye Fan said playfully.
Lin Qingsheng snorted coldly and asked disdainfully: "What if it's not the case?"
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "If not, you can say whatever you want!"
Lin Qingsheng deliberately provoked and said: "Ye Fan! You said this yourself, I didn't force you! If not, you must let Lin Ruobing go back with me, and you can't stop me! Do you dare to bet?"
Originally he thought that Ye Fan would not agree, but to his surprise, Ye Fan actually agreed.
"Okay! I agree!" Ye Fan directly expressed his stance without even thinking about it.
"Haha! You will definitely lose this bet!" Lin Qingsheng was as excited as if he had been given blood.
At this time, Ye Fan said playfully: "Don't be happy so early! If I win the bet, you will punish yourself with three cups!"
"I only punished myself with three drinks? Haha! Who are you looking down on? Let alone three drinks, even if it is three bottles, I dare to promise you!"
Lin Qingsheng thought what kind of bet Ye Fan would make, but who knew it would be three cups of self-punishment.
For him, this is just a trivial matter!
But he didn't know that there was a playful sneer on Mark's lips.
At this time, Ye Fan said calmly: "Okay! You can call He Wenbo now and ask him how he entered the hospital!"
Lin Qingsheng snorted coldly, with a disapproving expression on his face, and complained: "Just ask! Do you think I am afraid of you?"
Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed He Wenbo's number.
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
After the phone rang a few times, someone answered.
At this time, Lin Qingsheng asked with a smile on his face: "Master He, can I ask you something?"
"What's the matter?" He Wenbo asked with a somewhat impatient tone.
Lin Qingsheng asked curiously: "I heard that you drank too much last night and are now recuperating in the hospital! Is there such a thing?"
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, He Wenbo's angry and abusive voice came over the phone.
"You scolded the neighbor! You have the nerve to ask me this? I drank until my stomach bleeds! It was all because of you!"
"Wait a minute? Mr. He! What did you say? Did you really drink until you had stomach bleeding and went to the hospital? Who did you drink with last night?"
Suddenly, Lin Qingsheng was stunned and exclaimed.
The He Wenbo he knew had an astonishing capacity for drinking, and was known as a man who "will never get drunk after a thousand drinks."
How could someone who can drink like that end up in the hospital with stomach bleeding?
"Who else? It's Ye Fan! If you hadn't asked me to block his bunk, I wouldn't have been punished by him! My surname is Lin! Don't call me in the future. If you do, I won't be able to spare you.
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Finished!
He Wenbo hung up the phone angrily.
"Oh my God! How could things develop like this?"
Lin Qingsheng was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground with a look of horror on his face.
You know, He Wenbo can be considered a wealthy boss, but he was so submissive by Ye Fan that he didn't even dare to fart.
The more this happened, the more he doubted Ye Fan's identity.
Damn it! Didn't Lin Liqiang tell me that this guy is just an ordinary security guard! He just knows some martial arts? Where does he have the strength to make He Wenbo surrender?
"call--"
At this time, Ye Fan lit a cigarette, then took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke.
Ye Fan held a cigarette in his mouth and said playfully: "Lin Qingsheng! It seems that you also know the answer! You lost the bet we just made!"
Lin Qingsheng gritted his teeth and retorted very unhappily: "If you lose, you lose! What do you have to say?"
At this time, Ye Fan said with a joking smile: "Haha! I am willing to admit defeat! Not bad! Then you can punish yourself with three drinks!"