Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 2164 Baby, it's my fault
The evening business reception was held in a manor, and many bigwigs from Chicago's financial circles came.

Josnian only brought the driver, Lao Yang, and no one else.

The flowers in the manor are fragrant, mixed with the aroma of red wine, and even the air is permeated with fragrance.The gentle sound of the piano sounded, accompanied by the accompaniment of the violin, and the surrounding area was very lively.

In this kind of reception, the ratio of men to women is about 1:1. On the dance floor, men and women are dancing, with light postures and agile steps.

Men mostly wear suits, which are gentlemanly and decent, while women wear all kinds of evening dresses, which are beautiful and generous.

Josnian chatted with the chairman of the firm for a long time.

Chatting and drinking are inevitable.

It was only a few days since the last stomachache, but Josnian couldn't shirk it, so he kept drinking the red wine in his glass.

From time to time someone would come and ask him to dance.

He used the excuse that he couldn't jump and pushed away.

There are many perfume lilies in the corner, and the fragrance of lilies is the strongest, floating in the whole hall.

The crystal lamp emits bright and dazzling light, and the hall is resplendent, luxurious and high-profile.

When the wine is strong, the living room is full of the aroma of red wine.

Laughter, conversation, and toasting, it was very lively.

Josnian drank too much. He walked out of the hall and stood under a banyan tree in the manor, blowing the cold wind.

The wind at night is a bit cool, blowing on the face as if soaked in cold water.

Head, a little pain, and ups and downs of emotions in my head.

Josnian lit a cigarette to suppress his emotions. The smell of nicotine could easily numb his nerves.

He looked at the stars in the sky in the distance, and he took a heavy breath in his chest. He didn't know what emotion it was, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, the headache relieved a lot, but the alcohol was still there.

When the wind blew, all the wine I drank was pressed in my stomach, bitter and astringent.

Josnian frowned, his eyes darkened.

The sound of the piano came from the hall not far away. It was a classic "Rhapsody in Blue". The music was gentle, like flowing water.

Josnian was tired and stood under the big tree with his legs crossed.

In the darkness, the cigarette butt between his fingers was flickering and flickering.

Although he drank a lot of wine, his consciousness was still very clear, and he was still thinking about the project.

Banking, financing...

There was a deep look in his eyes.

"Big bastard, we've already broken up, so don't pester me anymore!"

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from not far away, clear and sweet, full of resentment and coquettishness.

Josnian put away his emotions and looked not far away.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl looked angrily at the boy of about the same age in front of her.

The boy also had a large bouquet of roses in his hand, the fiery red petals were extraordinarily beautiful under the moonlight.

"Little baby, it's my fault. I was wrong. Forgive me. I shouldn't make you angry."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong? Where is it wrong?"

"I..." The boy thought for a long time, his eyes lit up, "The fault is that I didn't make you happy in time, it's all my fault anyway, as long as you don't like me, I'm not even breathing right!"

The girl "puchi" laughed out loud, and snorted coldly: "I have no intention of forgiving you."

"Baby, if you don't forgive me, I will send you flowers every day. I will buy all the flower shops in Chicago and give them to you!"

"Crazy you, what's the use of flowers, I'm very angry now, what you say is useless!" The girl looked at him dissatisfied.

(End of this chapter)