The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1502 1534 Anyone who dares to fight with him will be slaughtered directly! 5
Xingluo whispered his name drunkenly, and repeated it again.

"Night night?"

She is addicted.

"Night dark..."

"Night dark..."

However, there was no answer, only the sound of background music, very lively, as if someone was singing, the excitement made her envious, she suddenly yelled: "Leng Ye Ming."

Leng Yeming pinched the phone, her long fingers tensed, it was obvious that she was drunk, and only when she was drunk would she call him that.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want to see you."

"See what I'm doing?"

Xingluo rubbed his nose, his voice choked: "Today is my birthday."

Leng Ye took a heavy breath, how could he not know that today is her birthday?
"So what?" Leng Ye was silent for a while, and after a while, he let out a cold voice: "You can harass me on your birthday? Who gave you the right? Xingluo, I advise you, it's best not to humiliate yourself!"

His voice is very heavy, it can be called ruthless!
After speaking, he cut off the phone directly.

There was a beeping sound on the phone, and if you dial again, it has been blocked.

Xingluo dropped the phone in his hand angrily, and suddenly felt nauseous, before he had time to run to the bathroom, he turned his head sideways and vomited violently, vomited again and again, as if he wanted to vomit his entire stomach.

Tears, snot, all mushed together.

She can't wait to vomit to death here, can she not be tormented by thoughts anymore?

However, the more she vomited, the more sober she became, the more sober she became, the more uncomfortable it became, not only in her stomach but also in her heart.

She threw herself on the dance floor, danced to her heart's content, and continued to drink when she was tired from dancing. They all said that alcohol can numb the brain, and she was also drunk, very drunk...

At twelve midnight, Xingluo stumbled out of the bar.

In the streets and alleys, there are men and women celebrating Christmas everywhere. Bright fireworks are constantly blooming in the sky. The whole world is immersed in the festive atmosphere. She stands on the street and looks at the fireworks lonely.

What's so good about fireworks, no matter how beautiful they are, they are only for a moment, and the rest is only dim, just like love, the most beautiful is that year, and the rest is endless pain, she would rather never have tasted that taste.

Maybe if you haven't tasted it, you won't feel so uncomfortable.

but--

Where is willing to, have not tasted;
Where are you willing to format those beautiful things thoroughly?
She touched the car keys, drove the car, and ran around the streets aimlessly, wanting to chase the fireworks in the sky, even if there was only a moment of brilliance, she also wanted to fly moths to the flames, but was caught by the police for drunk driving.

Xing Luo stumbled out of the car, leaned on the body of the car and asked the traffic policeman, and asked in a daze, "Can I use alcohol to disinfect if I'm injured?"

The traffic police looked her up and down. Could it be that she smelled of alcohol because she was disinfected with alcohol? Today is Christmas Eve, and the traffic police didn't want to make things difficult for her: "This is not considered drunk driving. Where did you get injured? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Xingluo raised his hand and pointed to his heart.

There, it hurts, and I want to disinfect it with alcohol, but it doesn't seem to be effective.

The traffic policeman reacted suddenly, his face darkened, and he decisively raised the breathalyzer: "Blow."

Xingluo took a big sip, and the traffic policeman looked at it with a serious face: "Miss, how much alcohol have you drank, the alcohol is seriously over the limit!"

"I only took a sip!"

No ghost would believe it!The traffic policeman asked her to hand over the driver's seat, but Xingluo stretched out her hands: "I applied to be detained. Anyway, I have no place to live. I live in the police station. Do I need to pay for accommodation?"

(End of this chapter)