Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 315 Don't Worry About Me

"Second Master, since I am looking for you, of course I have a project to cooperate with you."

Ji Boyan shook the wine glass, the liquid inside was shaking in the prismatic glass, with some broken ice at the bottom, colliding with the glass wall, making a slight clinking sound.

"The problem with the project should be to find Ji Xiancheng, not me."

Ji Boyan's voice was flat, and he rejected him without any trace.

Mr. Liu didn't say anything more, he looked up at Mu Jiaojiao beside him, and winked.

Mu Jiaojiao understood, stood up from Mr. Liu, twisted her waist and walked in front of Ji Boyan. When she walked over, she also picked up the wine bottle and cup on the table.

She sat next to Ji Boyan on one side, and on the other side, slowly poured the wine into the glass. While pouring the wine, she raised the end of her eyes slightly, looking at Ji Boyan, as if she was trying to seduce him.

Ji Boyan didn't move, the expression on his face didn't change, and Fengyan didn't even glance at her.

"Second Lord, I'm here to toast you." She said it was a toast, but she leaned forward with her whole body, and as the words fell, the wine in the glass splashed directly on Ji Boyan's chest.

"Second Master, Second Master, I'm sorry, you see I'm clumsy."

Mu Jiaojiao took out the tissue paper next to her, and wanted to wipe it for Ji Boyan.

Ji Boyan's phoenix eyes moved slightly, the corners of her lips curled up higher, and she stretched out her hand to block her movements. Before she could speak, her phoenix eyes caught a glimpse of the little girl standing at the door.

Wen Ruan stood at the door with his hands still on the doorknob, looking from her direction, it seemed that the woman had fallen into Ji Boyan's arms, but Ji Boyan did not refuse.

Wen Ruan lowered his eyes, knowing that Ji Boyan would not let others touch him, but this fire had to be lit.

She turned around and ran out, Ji Boyan's face changed drastically, a barely visible panic flashed across his phoenix eyes, as if his heart had been torn by someone.

Ji Boyan put the wine glass on the table, got up quickly, and chased after the door.

He chased out of the clubhouse without seeing Wen Ruan's back.

Ji Boyan walked back and forth at the door a few times, the panic in his heart could be seen from his irregular footsteps.

Taking out his mobile phone, Ji Boyan directly found Wen Ruan's number and dialed it.

With his hand on his forehead, Ji Boyan paced around the door of the clubhouse, counting the beeps of his mobile phone, but there was no one answering.

Ji Boyan's face became more and more ugly, her phoenix eyes were filled with anxiety, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and she sent her a message.

[Ruan Ruan, where is it? ]
Wen Ruan didn't reply to the message, Ji Boyan looked at the phone, and suddenly remembered the location, and when he was about to search, he received Wen Ruan's message.

[Second Master, I am resting at Nannan's house, Second Master should also go back to rest early, don't worry about me. ]
Ji Boyan's fingers stayed on the screen, and he pursed the corners of his lips. The little girl meant to tell him not to go to her.

Throat rolled, Ji Boyan called again, but there was still no answer.

Ji Boyan knew that this time, he really made people angry.

Thinking about Mr. Liu and that female star, Ji Boyan's eyes were smeared with a layer of cold mist, and there was a bit of indistinct killing intent.

If you want to coax people, you have to explain clearly first, but this little girl is so angry now, I'm afraid she won't listen to his explanation.

What's more, the explanation is pale, it is better to do it directly.

Thinking of this, Ji Boyan squeezed the phone and walked into the club.

On the second day, Wen Ruan saw the overwhelming news on the Internet.

(End of this chapter)