Fu Yunting looked at his phone for a while. The video was not shot for long, about a minute, but Ning had already had two drinks.

Her lips were so red that she didn't know whether they were from the spicy food or the wine. On the contrary, her face was so pale that there was no blood.

Fu Yunting's eyes darkened, thinking about the conversation he had just had with Ning Ye at the door. He took a puff of cigarette silently, then put out the cigarette in the ashtray with his long and strong fingertips, picked up the suit jacket hanging aside,

Standing up: "I'm going out."

"Where are you going?" Zhou Han looked at him in surprise.

Fu Yunting's eye sockets are somewhat deep, and her eyelashes are long and dark.

All his emotions were contained in those deep eyes, like a turbulent reef hiding, making it impossible to see to the end. He said: "Something happened."

After saying that, he walked out the door, sending messages to people as he walked.

The other party responded quickly, with a phone number attached to the message.

After leaving the house, Fu Yunting dialed Ning Ye's number directly.

At the same time, at the door of Jiangye Club, Ning Ye closed his eyes, enduring the spasm-like burning pain in his mouth and internal organs, and there was no movement for a long time.

The phone rang several times before she vaguely realized that it was hers. Ning also touched the phone several times before she found it. She answered the phone in a daze and said, "Hello, hello, who's there?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a deep voice suddenly came from the receiver: "Where is it?"

Ning Ye suddenly heard the sound, and his heart reflexes stopped for a moment, and he suddenly woke up.

Because her shallow consciousness recognized whose voice it was, she subconsciously stood up straight.

Ning Ye's mind was confused for a while, and then he asked uncertainly: "Brother-in-law?"

"Which private room?"

"I'm still celebrating my classmates' birthdays in the club, what's wrong?"

There was silence on the phone for a moment, and Ning Ye heard the sound of a lighter. The other party was probably smoking. After a while, he said, "Ning Ye, let me ask you which private room you are in."

Ning Ye was silent for a moment, enduring the pain of suffocation while considering Fu Yunting's intentions.

But her stomach's internal organs seemed to have shifted. It was difficult to even speak, and she couldn't think at all.

In the end, I had to say honestly: "At the gate of Jiang Ye."

Fu Yunting hung up the phone and went down to the basement to drive.

Ning Ye pressed his stomach with one hand and rested his other hand on the trunk of a big tree at the door.

Although the call was hung up, Fu Yunting's words made her even more distressed and anxious.

She didn't know Fu Yunting's intention.

Not long after, there was the sound of a car engine behind me, and then the sound of a car door being pushed open and closing with a bang.

Someone got out of the car, and steady footsteps sounded on the quiet street, getting closer and closer to her.

Ning Ye clearly had her back to the other person, but when the sound of the engine came over, the beating of her heart made her a little deafened.

She seemed to have a premonition of who was coming.

Not long after, a pair of leather shoes appeared in Ning Ye's field of vision, and a tall figure loomed in front of her.

Ning Ye's vision was actually not very clear anymore, but he could still feel Fu Yunting's aura as heavy as Mount Tai.

It gave her the urge to step back.

Fu Yunting stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly: "How much did you drink?"

Ning Ye said: "Not much."

Fu Yunting's eyes were filled with understanding as he said, "I remember I told you to come to me if you have any questions."

Ning Ye's face was as white as a piece of paper and she didn't dare to look at him. Her eyes were only on his leather shoes and his trouser legs that were so straight that there were almost no wrinkles. But even so, she felt stressed.

She moved her lips, and her voice was thin and soft, making it easy for people to think that she was timid, cowardly, and did not dare to lie.

"Uncle, I'm fine. What I remember is that I didn't encounter anything that would trouble my uncle."

Fu Yunting said nothing more and walked towards the car parked on the roadside. He got in the car and found that Ning didn't follow him, so he said, "Why don't you get in the car?"

Ning did not dare to get into his car, but also resisted: "I'm waiting for my friends to come over."

Fu Yunting lowered his voice: "Get in the car."


Chapter completed!