Su Miao and Jiubei Tan sat opposite each other, with the night wind blowing and the fragrant fragrance of flowers floating in the wind.
Jiu Beiquan lowered his eyes and stared at the wine bottle in his hand, remaining silent.
Su Miao glanced at him, took another sip of wine, then put the bottle on the stone table, took out the cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and lit it.
The cigarette was lit, and the lighter and cigarette were thrown randomly on the table.
Just as she took a sip, Jiubeifan suddenly said, "Give me a sip."
"No." Su Miao refused him.
"What do children smoke?"
"You are only two years older than me." Jiu Beiquan muttered dissatisfiedly.
Su Miao: "I'm two days older than you, little brat."
What's more, the years I have experienced are many times longer than yours.
"Su Miao!"
What he hates most about her is that she always treats him like a child.
He put down the wine bottle, leaned forward slightly, and reached out to grab her cigarette. Su Miao immediately leaned back and suppressed his hand with her backhand.
"Whoever taught you this will take it away if others don't give it to you."
Jiubeifan answered her, "You taught me."
Su Miao raised her eyebrows, "When did I teach you to steal it?"
Jiubeifan: "You said, if you want something, find a way to get it, and if you can't get it, grab it. This is your principle of doing things."
Su Miao: "..."
It seems that there was such a thing. It was not long after I first met Jiubei Fan.
What he said was indeed what she had thought, but it was not in line with today's society. This is not the end of the world.
In the last days, burning, killing and looting were the norm, but not here.
While Su Miao was thinking, he used his injured hand to snatch the cigarette from her mouth.
After he succeeded, he glanced at Su Miao proudly.
Su Miao complained, "Childish!"
"Didn't you call me a brat? Children are naive." He retorted.
Su Miao was speechless.
You can only take another cigarette from the cigarette pack and light it.
The two of them puffed away, touching the wine bottle from time to time. Before the wine was half full, the unruly young man began to feel dizzy, with a blush spreading on his cheeks and his peach-blossom eyes erratic.
Seeing this, Su Miao raised her lips slightly and said calmly, "Xiaojiu, who bullied you?"
Hearing the sound, his eyes focused slightly, glanced at her, and then looked away.
"how?"
She wondered, "Or is it that no one is bullying you, but you just can't bear to let everyone go?"
"It's only three months. Soon, you'll treat it like a trip."
She comforted, "If you really don't want to go abroad, that's fine. I'll find a way to invite your surgeon to China and let him perform the surgery on you at home."
The more she spoke, the tighter Jiu Beifan's eyebrows furrowed.
"If you can't invite them with money and trust, I will go abroad and kidnap them myself." The corners of her lips curved up in a playful arc.
"It's not because of this." He looked at her with peach blossom eyes aggrievedly.
Seeing his aggrieved look, Su Miao hesitated for a while, put down the bottle, and asked seriously, "What's that for?"
Her face was full of concern.
Unexpectedly, the unruly young man felt even more aggrieved, "It's my brother-in-law. He sold all my motorcycles. I can no longer play with motorcycles in the future."
Aggrieved and aggrieved tone.
Su Miao: "?"
"puff--"
Su Miao couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You've been aggrieved all night just because of this?"
However, as soon as he said these words, the next second, he saw the unruly young man pursed his lower lip, his eyes instantly turned red, and the hoarse male voice was full of tears, but his tone sounded very fierce.
"Su Miao! I want to break off our relationship with you."
"I'm so pitiful, and you still make fun of me."
The more wronged he was, the more Su Miao couldn't hold back her laughter.
When I first met him in a bar, I was attracted by his unruly temperament. I didn't expect that underneath his unruly appearance, he could be so cute.
"dare you laugh!"
"Do you know how important motorcycles are to me? They represent my yearning for freedom." He continued to complain aggrievedly.
Su Miao chuckled: "You are just a middle-aged boy with a free heart."
"You can sell your car if you like it. If you like it, my sister will buy you a few. If you have money, I will." Even if she doesn't have it, she can go to Xiao Zeyan and ask him to arrange more games for her.
.
She is different from before. The appearance fee for a champion fighter is very high.
Jiubeifan proudly said, "No."
"You really don't want it? If you don't take advantage of it, you're a bastard."
"No." He said angrily.
How could he let her pay for his hobby, and...
Su Miao: "Okay, just don't want it. I'm telling you, when you inherit the family business, you will sell your uncle too."
"Use the money from selling your uncle to buy the motorcycle back."
"I've found a buyer for you."
Jiu Beifan's wet eyes widened and looked at her, "Who? Miss Xie?"
Su Miao: "Oh! You actually know."
Jiubeifan: "Of course I know. My brother-in-law only started living in seclusion after being dumped by Miss Xie."
"There's a story in this!"
Su Miao was curious, "Tell me their story."
Under Su Miao's instigation, Jiu Beixuan suddenly forgot about his motorcycle and told Su Miao about the past of Jiuting Yue and Xie Yuening.
He was talking and drinking. After the story was finished, he was also drunk.
Seeing this, Su Miao called the housekeeper of the villa and asked the housekeeper to take Jiu Beichan to rest, while she left the villa herself.
The car driven by Xie Molin drove straight until it stopped in front of a private manor.
"Wait for me here."
Su Miao left these words, opened the door and got out of the car.
Under Xie Molin's watchful eye, she monitored the blind spot and climbed over the wall to enter the private estate.
Su Miao entered the interior with a lot of twists and turns. After searching inside for more than ten minutes, she finally found her target.
She kicked open the door.
In the room, Jiutingyue was about to take off his clothes and prepare to go into the bathroom to wash up.
Hearing the loud noise, he looked up, not forgetting to button the half-unbuttoned button.
After seeing Su Miao's face clearly, he looked surprised, "Su Miao, why are you here?"
She raised her indifferent eyes and said in a soft voice, "I'm here to beat you."
Jiutingyue: "?"
"For what?"
It seems like he didn't offend her in any way.
Could it be the phone number from overseas?
But that phone call was more like a tip-off, okay? Tell her that this matter is not simple and ask her to be careful.
She probably figured it out later.
Su Miao flexed her wrist, "You bullied Xiao Jiu, I'm here to avenge Xiao Jiu."
"Um?"
His face was full of doubts, "When did I bully him?"
This brat is talking nonsense.
"You have the nerve to ask. You have bullied everyone until they cried, and you are still pretending to me." She approached Jiutingyue.
"Isn't Xiaojiu just a motorcycle for fun? He doesn't eat, drink or gamble, so why do you want to sell his motorcycle?"
"The children were so wronged that they cried."
Jiutingyue: "..."
this!
Gan!
I wanted to curse, but thought about it and let it go.
"He is about to reach the age of inheriting the family business. Those motorcycles are useless. Rather than leaving them at home to pile ashes, it is better to sell them for money." He pulled his thin lips to express his thoughts.
Su Miao's bright eyes narrowed and her red lips sneered coldly.
