Hey, that big guy, I've teased

Chapter 812 Looking for fun

"Sir, madam, she seems to be... gone again!"

The reason for using the word "like" is because Sheng Ying's mobile phone charger and a phone card are placed on the bedside table.

It seems that he should come back again.

Chen Yu turned his head and saw Ling Chengzhi's face as black as charcoal, and felt very sympathetic in his heart.

He is simply an upgraded version of the chasing wife crematorium. Looking around the world, no big boss chasing his wife has chased him so hard.

Chen Yu said awkwardly: "Sir, why don't you go back to City A first, and how about I go to see my wife? I think that if you are with me, my wife will definitely not want to meet you."

"Am I a fucking beast?" Ling Chengzhi was furious.

"I think you should put yourself in the right position. You and your wife are divorced. Chasing after you like this sounds like chasing your wife at best, but at worst it's harassment."

Chen Yu paused, and added, "So, you don't have any reason or qualification to be in a hurry."

"..."

Ling Chengzhi was speechless. After glaring at Chen Yu, he raised his jaw and said, "Go find someone!"

"Oh!"

After Chen Yu left, Ling Chengzhi also sat by the window, where Sheng Ying had sat earlier. The vision here was very good, and he could see half of Chiang Mai.

The rain has stopped, the sky has cleared up, and there is even a rainbow hanging in the sky.

Ling Chengzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the rainbow in the sky, remembering what Chen Yu said just now.

Although it hurts, it is not the truth.

He and Sheng Ying are divorced, and theoretically they have nothing to do with each other, so his shadowy presence seems a bit ridiculous.

In fact, he thought about letting go.

Tried hard but couldn't let go.

Sheng Ying seemed to be engraved in his heart, and it hurt so badly if he poked it out, how could he let it go?
Or, he should go to the bar to find excitement, and let it go easily.

It happened that there was a crazy bar downstairs in the Sophia Di Hotel, Ling Chengzhi struggled for a long time, and came to the bar alone.

Once inside, the not-too-large space is packed with people, and the sound of music blasts the audience.

Many women walked around the crowd wearing cool bikinis, and they may not be women, because the bones are too masculine.

As soon as Ling Chengzhi entered, many women gathered around, showing off their plump figures to him.

"Brother, are you alone? Do you want to play together?"

The woman held the back of Ling Chengzhi's hand familiarly, and leaned over with her plump breasts, "You look so fresh, is this your first time here?"

Ling Chengzhi looked at the hands wrapped around his arms, the nails were painted red.

He remembered that Sheng Ying never painted her nails, they were cut bald.But her hands are slender and fair, very beautiful.

Ling Chengzhi was dragged to the bar by the woman half pushed and half pushed, she ordered a bottle of the most expensive wine, and said with a smile, "Brother, can you buy me a drink?"

"Okay, I invite you!" Ling Chengzhi raised his hand and asked the waiter to bring out ten bottles of the same wine, "Is it enough?"

The woman was taken aback: "Enough, enough!"

"Then please, I don't like drinking very much, I'll watch you drink." Ling Chengzhi sat at the bar and looked at the woman with his chin in his hand.

Half woman, to be exact, because she seems to have an Adam's apple.

Of course it doesn't matter, he didn't come here to sleep with them.

He was just too lonely to come here to have fun, but because he had been to Shengshi Yehuo before, he still felt that Shengshi Yehuo was more advanced in comparison.

Maybe it's because Sheng Ying works as a DJ there, so it raises the venue to a higher level.

The woman obviously didn't expect Ling Chengzhi to say that, hesitated for a while, then bit the bullet and started drinking, one bottle after another.

Ling Chengzhi looked at it for a while, then called the waiter to pay the bill, then got up and walked away.

He didn't make the woman drink ten bottles of wine, and it didn't matter if she was half a woman or a whole woman.

It can be regarded as... a head-up view of this kind of profession.

(End of this chapter)