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Chapter 340 Don't Ask A Woman If It's Okay
In the Jiangnan cuisine restaurant, whoever proposed to have a drink first, there were seven or eight empty beer bottles on the table.

Luo Weiwei's face was reddish, and her speech was a little unclear. Her drinking capacity was generally on the high side, four or five bottles of beer were at the top, but now, she was almost at the critical point, but she still added wine to her glass.

She took a sip of wine and said, "Let me tell you, Fan Yihang is a bastard!"

Shen Mucheng was originally a bit distracted because of eating with Luo Weiwei, but when he heard the annoying name of Fan Yihang, he frowned slightly, took Luo Weiwei's cup and said: "You can't drink any more."

"I can still drink, where is this?" Luo Weiwei stretched out her hand to grab the cup, but her hands in her pockets trembled.

She connected without looking at the name, and asked inarticulately, "Who is it?"

There was silence on the other side for a while, Luo Weiwei thought it was a prank call, but just as she was about to hang up, she heard Fan Yihang's voice from the phone: "Where are you?"

His tone was a bit cold, and it could be heard that he was trying to suppress his emotions.

When Luo Weiwei heard Fan Yihang's voice, she thought she had heard it wrong, and cursed: "I'm really out of my mind!"

How can anyone's voice sound like Fan Yihang's?

Until Fan Yihang's voice sounded again: "Luo Weiwei, ask Shen Mucheng to answer the phone."

The tone is almost commanding.

Luo Weiwei's half-drunk mind was half sober, she looked at the screen, put the phone back to her ear, her throat tightened, and she said, suppressing the unknown fire in her heart: "If you need anything, just call him, come to me What’s the matter? Don’t accompany your Volkswagen Phaeton?”

Fan Yihang frowned: "What Volkswagen Phaeton? Luo Weiwei, ask Shen Mucheng to answer the phone."

Luo Weiwei gritted her teeth, and said "no" from between her teeth, and then cut off the phone before Fan Yihang could speak.

what!
The table next to the two was a table of noisy guests, Shen Mucheng couldn't hear Luo Weiwei's voice on the phone, so he asked casually: "Who is it?"

Luo Weiwei said with a cold face: "Don't worry about it, you're a psychopath."

Looking at Luo Weiwei's face, Shen Mucheng guessed a little bit, before he had time to be sure, his own mobile phone vibrated, and the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, belonging to Kyoto.

He thought of something, raised his jaw slightly, and pressed the reject button.

Less than two seconds after the rejection, the phone rang again, still with the same number.

Shen Mucheng snorted, still picked up the phone to connect, and asked lazily, "Who is that?"

"It's me." Fan Yihang's voice sounded.

Of course Shen Mucheng could hear it, he asked knowingly, "Who is that?"

The other end paused, and said, "Fan Yihang."

The corners of Shen Mucheng's mouth slightly lifted, and he leaned close to Luo Weiwei and whispered, "I'll answer the phone."

Luo Weiwei nodded, took the cup that Shen Mucheng took away just now, and drank again.

Fan Yihang somehow called Shen Mucheng, and she became even more depressed.

……

When the lights came on, the light from the street lamp fell on Shen Mucheng's body through the gaps in the densely packed leaves of the sycamore tree, forming small holes one after another on his body, making his face appear dark and unclear.

"What's the matter?" Shen Mucheng deliberately dragged his tone slowly.

Fan Yihang suppressed his displeasure and asked, "Is Luo Weiwei with you?"

Shen Mucheng touched the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, thought of Luo Weiwei inside, put the cigarette case back, and said, "Aren't you asking knowingly?"

Fan Yihang said in a non-negotiating tone: "Send her back now."

Shen Mucheng snorted coldly, and said: "What? You didn't respond when I took the person away in front of you, and now you are in a hurry? Fan Yihang, I admit that you are good anywhere, but even a woman can't stand it." You are on two boats. Since you sent her back to me, don't even think about bringing her back."

Speaking of the latter, Shen Mucheng's tone was already very cold.

After a moment of silence, Fan Yihang directly asked, "Where are you?"

"You don't care, I will take good care of her. Instead of caring about her here as an afterthought, it is better to take care of the one next to you...how do you call it? Brother and sister?"

Fan Yihang's voice became completely cold: "Sinking City!"

"Fan Yihang!" Shen Mucheng Tong was very depressed, and said, "You either figure out what you want, or you don't care about Luo Weiwei's affairs anymore. You don't deserve it."

After finishing speaking, Shen Mucheng directly cut off the phone.

The irritability in his heart cannot be expressed clearly in words, besides the irritability, he hates his trust in Fan Yihang even more.

That's right, trust.

This kind of trust came inexplicably, but deep down in his heart, he felt that Fan Yihang was not that kind of person.

damn it……

Shen Mucheng kicked the corner of the wall hard.

When he returned to the restaurant, he had already put on his usual coquettish smile, and put one hand on Luo Weiwei's shoulder.

"Beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor to send you back?"

Luo Weiwei glanced at the time, narrowed her eyes and said lazily, "It's only after seven o'clock."

"It's getting late, and I have to go back early to pack my luggage for Kyoto tomorrow."

Luo Weiwei didn't want to go back so early, she would have to face the empty room and the oppressive atmosphere at home, but making a move was a serious matter, and she couldn't delay others, so she forced herself to stand up with her slightly drunk body.

Shen Mucheng wanted to help her, but Luo Weiwei dodged subconsciously.

Shen Mucheng was stunned for a moment, and laughed at himself, "Why are you still so wary of me? Can we trust our pure revolutionary friendship?"

"There's help, there's help." Luo Weiwei patted Shen Mucheng's shoulder like a big boss, and left by herself, even though she was asked to walk in a straight line now, she might always take seven turns and turns. On the short way out, she bumped into a An arm, a waist once, and almost tripped once.

"Can you do it?" Shen Mucheng asked.

Luo Weiwei supported the car door with one hand, shook her index finger with the other hand, and said, "Don't ask a woman if she can do it."

Shen Mucheng: "...get in the car."

This is really too much to drink.

The restaurant where the two of them ate was in the new area. About 10 minutes later, the sports car drove into the old city. Luo Weiwei blew the wind all the way, and half sobered up.

When approaching the entrance of the alley, Luo Weiwei yelled to stop: "Don't let my mother see it, or you will misunderstand again, just get off here."

When Shen Mucheng heard that he wanted to take off his seat belt, Luo Weiwei quickly said: "I can go back by myself, it's only 200 meters away. Your car is parked here and others can't walk. When you come back later, the car will be towed away."

Shen Mucheng nodded: "Alright then, send me a message when you arrive, I want a voice."

"What? Someone dares to rob me?" Luo Weiwei showed off her inconspicuous arm muscles.

Shen Mucheng laughed: "Hurry up and go back."

"Then I'm leaving, I wish you a smooth recruitment tomorrow."

"With your words, it must go well."

"Goodbye!" Luo Weiwei waved her hand, opened the car door and got out of the car, watched Shen Mucheng back up and leave, and then slowly and carefully avoided the puddle on the Qingshiban road.

The alley after the rain is full of the smell of moss, which is very fresh and makes people feel peaceful.

In this pleasant smell that belongs to nature, Luo Weiwei smelled a trace of human breath, and when she looked up, she caught a glimpse of the cold young man standing upright in the faint mist.

"You're back," he said.

(End of this chapter)