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Chapter Nineteen

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    Chapter Nineteen

    Wei An intentionally avoided Jiang An's gaze, and lowered her eyes, feeling a little blocked for no reason.

    "Brother Jiang, I haven't mentioned you yet!" Mr. Zhou pointed at Jiang An with a displeased smile on his face, "If it weren't for the fact that you are taking traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate your body recently, you think you can still sit still. Here?" The conversation changed, and he turned to Wei'an, "Mr. Shen is a hero among women, who is worse than you!" After a pause, he turned to Jiang An again, "Since you can't drink tonight, why don't you go earlier Go back, you have a beautiful wife waiting at home, so you can feel more at ease if you have a baby earlier."

    What is this mess?  Wei'an echoed Mr. Zhou's laughter, feeling more and more troubled in her heart, like a creeper crawling all over her heart in an instant, blocking the sunlight of the outside world, that kind of depression accompanied by the pungent feeling in her throat, sent waves of raging waves to her.  laughing wildly.

    "Hey, that's right!" Mr. Zhou clapped his hands suddenly, and pointed at Wei'an who was distracted, "Just now I thought Mr. Shen had a nice face, but I couldn't remember meeting him there. Then I remembered that Brother Jiang's wife looks so good.  But how similar is it to you!" Wei An was stunned for a moment, what do you mean?

    Hehe, naturally it is the most common literal meaning. Jiang An's wife looks a bit like her, so Wei An didn't dare to think about it any further. As for Jiang An's subsequent explanation, she didn't listen to a single word.  Her stomach began to protest to her, with bursts of sore and bitter churning, accompanied by muffled dizziness, Wei An was enduring with difficulty, suppressing the urge to vomit, and forced out a smile:

    "Mr. Zhou really likes to joke. It's also because I have a popular face, which is somewhat similar to everyone." Taking a breath, his face was also apologetic, "Mr. Zhou is really good at drinking, I am willing to bow down. I really shouldn't play tricks on others."  , Mr. Zhou, please bear with me." After speaking, Wei An apologized and stood up, "Excuse me." After speaking, she walked out of the private room pretending to be calm.

    The fresh air made Wei'an wake up immediately, and a strong acrimony gushed out of her stomach, choking people to tears.  Wei An managed to vomit cleanly in the bathroom, straightened up, went to the sink to rinse her mouth, took out the vc bought by Zaizai and drank 6 tablets at a time, looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were a little red, and there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth.  wry smile.  It was really embarrassing.  She just wanted to take a rest now, but when she closed her eyes, she felt dizzy and dizzy, making her dizzy even more nauseating.  He opened his eyes again, supported the washstand with both hands, and took a deep breath with difficulty.

    The door behind him was knocked lightly three times, and Jiang An's slightly anxious voice came:

    "An'an, are you okay?"

    Ann.  The moment Jiang An called her, tears welled up in her eyes.

    He called her that way a long time ago, and after six years, hearing it again felt like a world away.  They have gone through too much and missed too much, and they can no longer be as simple as before.  Even when he saw him being drunk today, he didn't even know what identity to use to stop him.  He is already married and already someone else's husband. To her, the best state between them can only be that they are not related to each other. As for being friends, it is extravagant talk.

    Wei An pulled a wry smile, and finally recovered.  He straightened up, reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and replied in a hoarse voice:

    "I'm fine." She tried her best to raise her head high, let out a deep breath, adjusted her posture, and tried her best to look normal.  Turning around and coming out of the toilet, Jiang An was looking at her with a worried expression.  Wei An was taken aback, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, polite and distant.  Jiang An followed behind her, silent and unwilling.

    When Wei An walked to the door of the private room, Zaizai was coming out with her bag. When she saw Wei An, she was taken aback for a moment, and then said with concern:

    "Vian" Before he could finish speaking, Wei An interrupted him coldly:

    "I'm fine. Where are the others?" Zizai subconsciously looked back at the empty private room, hesitating a bit:

    "They're all gone." Wei An frowned slightly, and heard Jiang An's voice behind her:

    "Let's go. I'll see you off."

    After leaving the gate of the hotel, the night wind blew through with a chill, Wei'an couldn't help shivering, and she also had a fit of alcohol, and her body swayed unconsciously.  Jiang An saw it, frowned, and took off his suit jacket the next moment.  When his clothes touched Wei An's skin, he saw her dodge subconsciously.  The haze settled in his eyes, and he wrapped her body with a coat forcefully, with commanding movements, Wei An didn't resist anymore.

    "Weian" Zaizai obviously didn't understand what to do in this situation, so he asked Wei'an for advice stiffly.

    "I'll take her home." Jiang An interrupted Zaizai, and took Wei'an's bag.

    "No, I can go back by myself." Wei An sternly refused almost reflexively, snatched her bag from Jiang An's hand, and glared at Jiang An.  carefully??Stayed aside, these two people looked like young couples arguing and getting emotional.  So, go for the best policy.

    "Drunk driving?" Jiang An looked at Wei An in front of him playfully, and the haze in his eyes became more intense.  Wei An was speechless, bit her lip, and stopped insisting.

    Jiang An knew Wei'an's temper too well, and knew how to make her submit, which made Wei'an feel extremely annoyed, but also faintly pleased.  After all, he still didn't forget her.  However, reason reminded her over and over again at this time that the man sitting next to her is already married, he is the husband of another woman, and he belongs to someone else.

    He has no responsibility for her.

    Wei An let out a long sigh.  Drinking alcohol will indeed cause trouble, and it will also implicate thinking to become dull.  Rolling down the car window, the cold wind gave her a headache and made her much more awake.  Just silently watching the street lights flashing by outside the car window, waiting in place dimly, never leaving.

    Jiang An glanced sideways at Wei'an, her long hair was blown away by the wind, making his heart flutter with it.  He helped her close the car window, and explained coldly under Wei'an's glaring gaze: "Don't blow the wind after drinking, lest you get a headache tomorrow."

    When did he become so considerate?  And for whom?  One question after another rose in Wei An's heart.  But none of them could be said.  How can she say this kind of accusation-like questioning.

    Jiang An's face was reflected in the rearview mirror, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the road ahead.  Wei An was a little lost in thought. She suddenly felt unfamiliar with such a familiar face. When did he learn to hide his emotions, just like her, wrapping his real self under layers of camouflage, so that he could indeed gain more imagination  need.  However, not happy.

    They, in the end, lost everything.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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