Chapter 157: Is Lu Man inside?

Jiu Tong took a step back subconsciously, and then realized that he was shocked by a look in his eyes.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that such an outstanding man is indeed a great Buddha that cannot be offended.
The aura is so strong, he has been in the class for so long, and he has never seen this one.
But because this guest is definitely not a small person, it is more difficult to deal with.
If you wake up with a drink tomorrow, they will be unhappy in their small bar.
The drinking boy swallowed, and struggling for two seconds to get up again: "Sir, although you are sober, the lady next to you seems to be a little drunk and can't drive after drinking. I'll call a friend to pick you up?"
Bo Yehan faintly rubbed his fingers on the edge of the cup, and looked at the Han Xing on the side.
She was indeed a little drunk, her cheeks were reddish, and her already bright eyes were shining with lights.
Seeing him look over, Han Xing suddenly smiled, and raised his chin provocatively: "Why stop, I can't drink anymore?"
The hair fluttered slightly with her movements, wafting a arc.
Bo Yehan's gaze followed her hair and quickly moved away.
If he didn't pick her up, he took out his wallet, took out a card, and handed it to the drink boy: "Pay the bill first."
"Okay, okay." He took the card and left.
Han Xing leaned a little closer, and his drunken face was a little bit confused: "Why are you paying the bill, are you going to leave? Didn't you say it's delicious?"
Bo Yehan's deep eyes fell on her close face, as if it were still the same as it was more than ten years ago.
After so many years, although they have been in contact, the number of times they have met is very few, especially in recent years.
When he was young, he regarded her as his younger sister.
Now that his sister has grown up, his feelings have not changed.
He condensed his eyebrows, his voice softened: "Send you home first, you are not safe."
Han Xing chuckled and shook his head: "So gentle, are you worthy of your name?"
When I first met that year, the friends who played with him had teased Bo Yehan many times, saying that others were as cold as the night, and had nothing to do with gentleness.
Bo Yehan raised his eyebrows slightly, without saying anything.
The wine boy came over with a sign: "Sir, please sign here."
After receiving the pen, the force of the stroke is tenacious, and the force of the pen flows through the paper, leaving a deep mark on the back.
Watching him sign a Bo's name, Jiu Tong's hands shook even more.
In Liangcheng, there are really few who can have a small name.
"Help, call a driver." His cold voice suddenly came.
Jiu Tong shivered with fright, and he bent down deeply: "Okay, okay."
He didn't dare to raise his head after speaking, and walked away with his head down.
When he left, Bo Yehan blinked and looked at the slightly drunken Han Xing: "Let's go."
Han Xing blinked as a response, but stood up in no hurry.
She leaned forward, looked up and down Bo Yehan, and muttered: "Are you really not drunk?"
But the bottle in front of Bo Yehan was obviously many times hers.
The sound of music suddenly became louder at this time, mixed with people's cheers.
The flickering neon light reflected on Bo Yehan’s face, his eyes seemed to be silent for a few minutes, but the corners of his mouth faintly curled his lips: "Guess?"
As soon as this sentence came out, Han Xing was affirmed that he was drunk, just pretending to be like.
Squinting, she was about to say something, the drink boy ran over and respectfully said: "Sir, the driver is already waiting outside the door, are you leaving now or..."
Bo Yehan stood up directly.
Han Xing got off the high chair with him, but his body skewed.
Jiu Tong quickly stabilized her.
Bo Yehan glanced at it and said coldly, "Help me."
After speaking, he walked out the door first, his back stiff like pine and cypress.
Han Xing retracted his hand from Jiu Tong, his red lips curled up, and the coldness in his eyes lightly swept across his face.
"Don't worry, I'm not drunk." After saying that, stepping on the high heels, he chased Bo Yehan, his body was a little twisted, but he didn't fall.
In the car, she leaned back in the back seat, speechless all the way.
She didn't put her palm on Bo Yehan's arm until she reached the place: "How about it, do you want to continue?"
Bo Yehan pulled down her hand: "No, there is something."
Han Xing frowned and ruthlessly exposed him: "This reason is too bad, right? If you drink it like this, is it possible to deal with official duties?"
After saying this, she didn't waste time anymore. While opening the door, she said: "It's not interesting enough, all right, then I'm going home, and send me a message when I get to the ground."
After saying a hand shake, the door closed again with a bang.
Han Xing leaned down, her face squeezed into the car window, and her smile was cute and cute: "Remember to give me a message, let the master go slowly."
When Bo Yehan nodded, she retreated.
The black Maybach whizzed past, flying dust all the way.
The bangs in front of Han Xing's forehead moved with the wind, and the beautiful eyes under the hair saw no change in the direction of the car leaving.
Bo Yehan arrived and paid for it.
When the driver left, he still didn't get out of the car, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
He held it to his mouth and took a sip, and his cold eyes became more and more secretive in the smoke.
When he got out of the car, red fireworks flickered at his fingertips. Looking at the butterfly garden in front of him, Bo Yehan's expression became even more indifferent.
With a light movement of his fingers, the ashes fell.
He walked forward with long strides and stopped in front of the closed courtyard.
After squinting his eyes, he paused for two seconds, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked it up!
Kang Dang
The action was caught off guard, and the iron gate didn't seem to slow down, and it creaked back and forth for a long time.
Bo Yehan kicked again, and the violent noise was unusually obvious late at night.
Soon I heard footsteps coming from inside.
Lin Rong could see the man outside through the cat's eyes on the door.
The moonlight fell on his stiff shoulders like clear frost, and that cold face was even more permeating than the cold night.
She quickly opened the door: "Mr. Bo, it's so late, you..."
When the voice fell, Bo Yehan interrupted her directly: "Lu Man is inside?"
He kicked the door crazy just now, and his voice was calm at the moment.
Lin Rong looked at him suspiciously, not seeing the slightest abnormality, and nodded hesitantly for a long while: "Yes, I have stopped."
Bo Yehan's cold eyes immediately moved away from her, and he walked in from beside her without hesitation.
As soon as he passed by, Lin Rong smelled the smell of alcohol, and suddenly felt bad.
She hurriedly chased him, not daring to touch him with her hand, so she could only try her best to stand in front of him: "Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, calm down, there is still a child. Don't disturb the child's rest at this late hour."
The impatience on Bo Yehan's face rose a little, and his indifferent eyebrows looked crazy.
His thin lips lightly opened, and he was about to spit out the word "roll" when the door of the guest bedroom not far away opened from inside.
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