Di Yating had already drank several bottles of wine, and his eyes became a little blurry. He held the wine glass and leaned on the sofa, raising his eyebrows and looking at the increasingly lively bar.
On the high platform, the PUB preparation program has also started.
Several hot beauties were pole dancing on a small stage, and every move was an ultimate tease for men.
Di Yating's booth is in the middle, right facing the stage.
From his perspective, he can take in all the good scenery.
The man narrowed his eyes and slightly opened the corners of his sexy lips.
He turned a blind eye to the women in cool and sexy clothes in front of him, but a delicate and comely face appeared in his mind.
The hand holding the wine glass tightened, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
He put the cup down hard, stood up from the sofa, took out a handful of bills from his wallet and threw it on the table, grabbed the suit jacket beside him, and walked out.
Along the way, many PUB women offered him olive branches, but Di Yating didn't even look at them. He staggered and stumbled towards the sports car.
"Master Emperor! Master Emperor!" The lobby manager chased him out as soon as he learned that he had left, shouting anxiously behind him.
Di Yating paused, turned around, and narrowed his eyes, "Why, I didn't give you enough money?"
"No, no! Of course not!" The lobby manager became nervous and quickly explained, "You are drunk, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to drive. Can I take you back?"
If something happens to this old man, I'm afraid his bones will be torn apart!
"Do you think I'm drunk?" Di Yating stretched out his arm and grabbed the lobby manager's collar, "Ask your boss to come find me!"
"No, no, no! That's not what I meant. I'm worried about your safety."
"Worried about me? Haha... No need." Di Yating pushed him away, turned around and got into the driver's seat, threw his coat into the passenger seat, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
The speeding sports car opened a dazzling rainbow in the night, quickly passed through the main road of the city, and headed towards the secluded private sea area.
Finally, like last time, we stopped outside the gate of the Ou family's ancestral house.
Di Ya Ting put out the fire, and the strong drink took over, making his head feel a little heavy.
He leaned on the steering wheel and stared directly at the lighted room on the second floor with his deep eyes.
Through the curtains, it seems that you can still see blurry figures, but they are not clear.
The scene of Manji sending her back last time flashed through Di Yating's mind. Her heart ached and she subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
After reaching out and groping for a while, I found the mobile phone from my body and turned it on with a swipe of my finger.
Then the next action was to dial her number.
The phone rang for a while before someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Come down, I'm downstairs at your house."
After Di Yating said this in a muffled voice, he hung up the phone.
Ou Ya was left in the room, holding her cell phone and her eyes widened in shock.
what did he say?
he is……
Ou Ya put her phone aside, stood up from the bed, and walked to the balcony.
It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening, and a white sports car stood out particularly clearly in the night.
Ou Ya could almost see the sports car parked arrogantly outside the gate at a glance, along with the man sitting in the driver's seat.
His heart trembled suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold his heart, and lowered his eyes slightly.
Tomorrow is her engagement party with Manji. Manji will have someone pick her up early in the morning. She is already ready to go to bed. What is he doing here at this time?
