十五分钟后,车子缓缓停在了华光酒店楼下.

沈初偏头看向一旁的傅言,暗影下,他脸颊上的於肿依旧明显.

Chen Chu glanced at him and said, "Mr. Fu, the hotel is here."

傅言看了一眼车窗外,酒店确实是到了.

他眉头微微动了动:“今天晚上的事情我很抱歉.”

沈初看着他,轻哼了一声:“我倒是听不出来傅少哪里觉得抱歉.”

傅言桃花眼一勾:“确实,这件事情,在我看来,主要责任还是薄暮年.”

沈初不是很想提及薄暮年,她主动结束了话题:“不早了,傅少,晚安.”

Fu Yan knew it and looked at her for a while, "Good night."

After saying that, he pushed open the car door and got out.

看着傅言进了酒店,沈初看了一眼前面的司机:“回去吧.”

刚停下来没多久的车子又缓缓开了起来,沈初看了一眼腕表上的时间,确实是不早了,都已经快十一点了.

At the same time, Lincheng International Airport exits.

周子乐已经第三次看手表了,南城到临城的航程两个小时不到,薄暮年八点多就打电话告诉他,他九点的飞机,让他到机场接一下.

It's already eleven o'clock now, but Zhou Zile didn't even see anyone in his twilight years.

The incidents at Chen Jinsheng’s birthday party have spread in the circle, and Zhou Zile couldn’t believe it after hearing this.

Bo Wunian should have been crazy before he started fighting with Fu Yan on such an occasion, right?

These rumors are getting more and more excessive now, and they are not afraid of turning back and holding them accountable!

Zhou Zile hummed, looked up again, and finally saw the twilight years.

"Ah Nian, here!"

Zhou Zile called out, Bo Wunian looked at him, raised his legs and walked over.

Soon, Bo Wunian walked up to him. Zhou Zile tickled and was about to gossip about what happened tonight, but his eyes fell on Bo Wunian's face. Zhou Zile was stunned: "You really fight with Fu Yan. Now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Wunian, who was beside him, looked at him coldly.

The coldness in the black eyes made Zhou Zile tremble. It was a long time since he saw Bo Wunian's gloomy eyes.

This made Zhou Zile even more curious about what happened tonight: "What the hell is going on, tell me..."

Bo was in a bad mood in his twilight years. Not only did he feel bad, but his stomach was also bad.

他今晚晚上几乎什么都没吃,进场之后就只喝了两杯红酒,跟傅言打架的时候,腹部直接吃了一拳头,有点力落到胃上,一路上他胃都是疼的.

如今周子乐又在耳边叽叽喳喳,薄暮年半点耐心都没有:“我劝你闭嘴.”

“…Okay.”

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Zhou Zile still kindly shut up.

Along the way, the car was extremely quiet. When the car got off the highway for a few rounds, Zhou Zile glanced at Bo Wunian beside him: "Drink a drink?"

Bo Wunian didn't say anything, so Zhou Zile touched his nose and didn't make any more fun.

Twenty minutes later, the car parked downstairs of the apartment in Bowunian.

"It's here."

It was late at night, and he went to the airport to pick up people. It was better to be young and he said nothing.

The dead duck deserves to divorce if he is stubborn!

However, the people around him still did not move, and Zhou Zile called out again: "A Nian?"

He looked sideways and then realized that Bo Wunian's face was a little pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

周子乐心下一惊:“阿年,你别吓人啊,你怎么了?”

Bo Wunian gritted his teeth and said, "Stomach hurts."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

薄暮年想说不用,可是那胃疼得他几乎痉挛.
Chapter completed!