The original self was reborn like this, transforming into two completely different bodies. One was Xiong Jiandong who was reborn from Nirvana and was twenty years younger. The other was still physically disabled and looked like an immortal cat demon with nine lives.
Hua Nianping, what a bloody plot.
Who is the real self?
At this moment, Chen Hongjuan, who seemed to be drunk, suddenly asked Hou Yiying a confused question.
"Where's Mr. Lu? Why didn't you ask him to come over and drink with us?"
"Why are you calling Mr. Lu?" Hou Yiying frowned, "We have not made an appointment with him. We want to have dinner together today!"
"Who is Mr. Lu? Does he also live in this hotel?" Hua Nianping asked, "If he is with you and is a friend from China, of course he should be invited over immediately."
"Mr. Lu, he is at least my friend!"
Chen Hongjuan half-smiled, and said in an unpredictable tone, "Nian Pingjun, I should introduce Mr. Lu to you. He is a real single man, has a successful career, and is a gentleman.
His demeanor. More importantly, he is particularly patient and tolerant towards Hongjuan and me."
Nian Pingjun!
Xiong Jiandong felt even heavier when he heard that Chen Hongjuan used the title she often used on QQ when she was in Tokyo, Japan, and also deliberately dragged Lu Zhichao out.
"Sister Hongjuan, you are really drunk, stop talking nonsense!" Hou Yiying dissuaded her.
"Why don't you want me to speak?" Chen Hongjuan said dissatisfied, "I know that both you and A Dong are unwilling to believe Mr. Lu. But in the end, I will be able to prove to you two that he is actually a real good person.
The innocent has been wronged!”
Taking advantage of Hou Yiying's unpreparedness, she suddenly picked up the red wine bottle and poured herself a full glass, "To tell you the truth, Mr. Lu has proposed several times that he is very willing to have a drink with me, but I have always refused.
But now, if he can show up immediately, I will take the initiative to send out an invitation!"
"Hongjuan, let me drink this glass of wine for you!"
Xiong Jiandong couldn't listen anymore.
He couldn't help but pour all the red wine in Chen Hongjuan's glass to himself, and swallowed the original white wine in one gulp.
"A Dong, what do you mean?" Chen Hongjuan stared at her almond-shaped eyes and said angrily, "Do you think I'm really drunk?"
She took back her wine glass from Xiong Jiandong and filled it up again.
Seeing this, Hua Nianping hurriedly pulled An Shengmei over, stood up and said, "Miss Chen is not drunk! We, husband and wife, toast you!"
"You two?" Chen Hongjuan felt as if she had been stung by a scorpion after hearing Hua Nianping's words. "Yes, you two! I should congratulate you, I should congratulate you."
She spoke incoherently and mechanically clinked glasses to Hua Nianping and An Shengmei.
Next, Hua Nianping and An Shengmei toasted to Xiong Jiandong and Hou Yiying respectively in the name of newlyweds.
After two bottles of wine, the bottom of the bottle finally saw the light.
Hou Yiying saw that Xiong Jiandong was still able to control himself, while Chen Hongjuan was completely drunk and looked stupid.
When leaving the restaurant, Hou Yiying picked up Chen Hongjuan and decided to stay in the hotel tonight so that he could take care of her at night.
But there is not a single spare room left.
Xiong Jiandong had no choice but to call a taxi and planned to take Chen Hongjuan back to her apartment at the International Fashion Institute with Hou Yiying.
When she walked out of the hotel, Chen Hongjuan shivered when she was blown by the wind outside. Xiong Jiandong took off his coat and wrapped it around her body.
Hua Nianping was also wearing a windbreaker, and he immediately took it off too.
"Mr. A Dong, it's very cold in Paris tonight. Please put on this windbreaker first. I live in Building C, Room 307. You can return it to me tomorrow."
Windbreaker?
Xiong Jiandong seemed to have immediately captured a message because of Hua Nianping's words, but because he drank too much wine, he could not distinguish the message clearly for the moment.
"Thank you, I don't need it yet."
Xiong Jiandong did not pick up the windbreaker handed to him by Hua Nianping. He was actually very familiar with this windbreaker.
The car drove over and Chen Hongjuan was helped in.
…
An hour later, Xiong Jiandong and Hou Yiying returned to the Alfred Hotel.
Walking through the coffee shop on the first floor, Hou Yiying asked Xiong Jiandong if he drank a lot of wine tonight and drank a cup of hot coffee before going upstairs.
This is because Hou Yiying obviously noticed that Xiong Jiandong would become unsteady and trembling, as if he was drunk.
Xiong Jiandong shook his head and said, he was still very conscious.
"Did you catch a cold just now?" Hou Yiying asked again with concern, "If you had really put on Commissioner Hua's windbreaker just now, you wouldn't be like this!"
Xiong Jiandong looked at Hou Yiying blankly, as if he was suddenly reminded of something by her.
"What, did I say something wrong?"
Hou Yiying was a little overwhelmed by Xiong Jiandong's sight.
After taking the elevator up, when Xiong Jiandong and Hou Yiying walked to the door of the room, he had no intention of going in immediately.
Xiong Jiandong was drunk and asked thoughtfully: "From what they said, it seems that he lives in Room 307 of Building C?"
"Yes, what a coincidence. Room 302, Building C, is on the same floor as ours, and only a few doors apart." Hou Yiying couldn't help but glanced deep into the corridor, and said with a smile to Xiong Jiandong, "Leave
Being so close, you and Commissioner Hua must have developed some kind of spiritual connection now, right? I am a newlywed couple, and at this time, I will hate it when someone comes to disturb me. "
"You go to sleep first!"
Xiong Jiandong dropped these words and immediately walked towards Hua Nianping's room, ignoring Hou Yiying's shouting from behind, as if possessed by a demon.
When he knocked on the door, he saw Hua Nianping and An Shengmei, who seemed to have taken a shower and put on their pajamas.
"Mr. A Dong, is it so late? Is there something wrong?"
Although Hua Nianping asked strangely, he still welcomed Xiong Jiandong into the room and asked him to sit down on the sofa.
An Shengmei poured a glass of water for Xiong Jiandong.
There is a huge flower basket on the coffee table, which emits bursts of fragrance and adds a unique romance and warmth to the room.
Xiong Jiandong immediately remembered that a few months ago, when he was staying with Chen Hongjuan at the Hilton Hotel in the capital of China, he was also in such a confused state of love.
Unable to resist, he reached into his pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette to relieve himself of this indescribable confusion.
But he couldn't find anything.
When Xiong Jiandong was disappointed, Hua Nianping had already handed a cigarette to him.
"That windbreaker of yours was something you had a long time ago, right?"
Xiong Jiandong asked Hua Nianping.
"Yes, I had it on before I lost my memory," Hua Nianping replied. "Why do you ask about this?"
"Do you also have a close-fitting shirt with a pocket on it?" Xiong Jiandong further asked, "Do you remember if there is any important item in the pocket of that shirt?"
"Are you trying to say that there is a USB flash drive with a skull logo in your pocket?"