Chapter 83: Jealous [6]
Shu Ye didn't understand what was going on, but he was already gone
No matter what, I'm here to talk about things today. Let's talk things over first.
You can leave in 3 days
Wow, wow, I haven’t been out for a long time, and I suddenly miss that feeling.
Mo Weichen left the restaurant and didn't know where to go.
I've lost my appetite for food. I can't go to work because I have to go to work.
I went and had no intention of working.
For a moment, he wondered what he would do if he didn't have the baby?
But after a while, there was a strong possessiveness in his eyes
Don't, absolutely don't let your baby leave you
Mo Weichen drove his car wildly
After all, when you hit the accelerator, you look like you are desperate for your life.
The wind hit him, it was painful but not as uncomfortable as heartache.
"Zhizhi" the car suddenly stopped.
"Ahhhhhhh" Mo Weichen yelled on the street without caring about his image.
He hit the steering wheel hard with his hand, and then put his head on the steering wheel
Pedestrians on the street were pointing at him. Everyone was wondering if this person was crazy and yelling on the street.
Are you driving such a good car? Like in the news, many rich people are sick, but no one dares to get close.
After a long time, Mo Weichen raised his head, his eyes a little red
He drove away in his own car, and Shu Ye was still happily chatting with Mu Feng.
I’m still talking about what places I’m going to go to this time, what’s fun and what’s delicious there?
Shu Ye felt so itchy that he wished he could go right away.
Mo Weichen parked the car in front of Meizu
When I walked in, all the waiters knew him. He was the boss's brother.
It's not yet business hours. According to regulations, outsiders are not allowed to enter.
But no one dares to stop this man
"Bring me a drink," Mo Weichen found a seat to sit down and shouted loudly
He doesn’t look like his usual elegant young master at all.
Now he looks just like those little gangsters
"Hey, Mu Ling came to Meizu for a drink," Mo Weichen said to the desk phone in a hoarse voice.
"Where are you?" the man named Mu Ling asked.
"Meizu, I won't wait for you." He threw his phone aside and didn't care whether the other party hung up the phone.
He took the wine on the table and poured it into his mouth cup after cup, as if it wasn’t wine.
Instead, he looked at the wine bottles scattered on the table while waiting for Muling to arrive like boiled water.
What's going on? What's wrong with him?
This chapter has been completed!