Begonia sleepless tonight

In the bar at night, the lights are feasting, and the wine is intertwined, and countless eyes are looking at the booth in the corner.

　  Several girls huddled together and encouraged each other, "Go ask for WeChat!"

"Master Jiu and Jason are both here, who do you like more?"

"Ninth Master!"

"Jason!"

Jiang Jiucheng's handmade suit, holding the wine glass gently shaking, leisurely, lazy, indifferent and elegant.

And beside him, Huo Jiesen had short chestnut hair slightly curly, with a handsome skin, and his throat was stuffy with spirits, and the little milk dog had a sense of sight.

There is no self-consciousness about the radish and greens of the girls. There are bodyguards and assistant teams, and the idlers can't get close to them, and they drink their own wine.

"Snapped!"

After another glass of whiskey, the Huo Jiesen glass was placed on the tempered glass table, leaning on the booth, gesticulating and chattering, "Ninth brother, did you deliberately trick me! That little girl with perfect words, really wants to Old man, I’ve said it all, you don’t want the car and the watch, are you breaking the law by picking up junk? She asked me to show evidence, my God!”

"Then?"

Jiang Jiucheng sipped the red wine lightly, without much expression on his cold face, as if everything was expected.

"What do you want? Then, why don't I just fool her and say that I'll go home and look for it, so don't let me see her again next time?" Thinking of Yan Ruyi, Huo Jiesen had one head and two big ones.

He is already a hot figure in the entertainment industry. He has never experienced the torture of being asked the truth by the media for 800 years. Everyone shouted "Jason" teacher, traffic is king.

"No."

The word man blocked back, with a poker face showing that there was no room for maneuver.

Huo Jiesen has called Jiang Jiucheng brothers and sisters since before joining the company. Relying on the strong relationship, he said bravely, "Ninth brother, you don't give face!"

"Your face is worth something?"

Jiang Jiucheng's complexion darkened, and he glanced over, Huo Jiesen immediately pursed his lips, pinching his two fingers across his mouth like a zipper, "Pretend I didn't say it, I didn't say it."

In this world, no one can shake Jiang Jiucheng's heart of stone. It's too difficult to have feelings!
But he racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, the yin-yang contract was just a rumor, and he knew well why he insisted on arranging it for the little reporter to make himself uneasy!
Bah!
forget about it!
"Come on, drink, drink!" Huo Jiesen took the wine glass and touched Jiang Jiucheng affectionately, and started the state of getting drunk again.

Yan Ruyi kicked the iron board at Huo Jiesen, and went to the hospital to visit his aunt in the afternoon. The injury was not serious, and he was able to walk a little by groping along the edge of the wall.

"Miss Yan, is that... the news exposed? Which channel is it broadcasting?"

Yan Ruyi couldn't say anything when she met the expectant look in the aunt's eyes, but just told the aunt to rest well and leave the rest to her.

"The editor-in-chief didn't give it to me, what can you do?" Li Shengxian peeled the apple with a knife in his hand, twisting the peel several times to make it evenly thick.

Yan Ruyi huddled in a corner of the sofa with her laptop in her arms, and let out a long breath of worry, "What can I do, the old way."

She didn't know why the company had so many things going on, it didn't expose the serious ones, and put them on the stage for grandstanding.

　She has the material, so she can't let it rot in her hands.

Seeing her typing on the keyboard, with a few strands of hair hanging down, Li Chengxian stretched out his hand to brush behind her ear, cut a piece of fruit in his palm and handed it to her mouth.

Yan Ruyi bit it down, her cheeks were bulging, and she said vaguely, "Brother Li, go to sleep first and leave me alone, don't you have an important operation tomorrow?"

"Remember to take your medicine, don't ask me to remind you every day, be obedient." The man's warm hand pressed against the top of her head and rubbed it before leaving her bedroom.

In the summer night, everything is silent, and Ruyi is busy.

　 "Drip drip."

In the early morning light, Yan Ruyi remembered that it was Saturday, but the phone rang again and again, urging her to die.

"Who?"

She was wrapped in a cool summer quilt, her eyes were still open, she operated the phone from memory, and stuck it to her ear, her voice was sleepy and hoarse.

"I, come out and meet."

Zhuang Ruoxi's sharp voice made Yan Ruyi lose her sleepiness. She opened her eyes quickly and looked at the strange number on the screen, "How did you contact me?"

"Are you struggling to investigate? Don't dawdle, see you at Blue Mountain Coffee on Xinhua Road at 10 o'clock."

Zhuang Ruoxi's arrogance is still the same, logically speaking, Yan Ruyi doesn't need to listen to her, but as a reporter, he should treat the perpetrators equally, and it is not impossible to give Zhuang Ruoxi a chance to change his mind.

Lanshan Café on Xinhua Road is a gathering place for many white-collar workers, with modern and simple decoration, light piano music, and the melody is deeply touching.

Yan Ruyi glanced at Zhuang Ruoxi who was sitting against the wall. Her hair was dyed grandma gray, she wore a bright yellow dress, and a diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg was wrapped around her finger stirring the coffee. She was full of jewels and did not want to attract attention. are difficult.

As for Zhuang Ruoxi's background, Yan Ruyi couldn't be more clear. Mr. Zhuang is a traditional Chinese painter and is known as a living culture protection specimen. The Zhuang family's parents have become a clothing brand in recent years. "Bai Fumei" is to describe Zhuang Ruoxi. Xi is a child born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

"What do you want from me?" Yan Ruyi sat opposite her, and didn't talk too much about insignificant people.

Zhuang Ruoxi carefully studied Yan Ruyi's expression on "Don't disturb strangers," and laughed out loud, "I don't have much talent, but the score is pretty big."

Yan Ruyi remained silent, and even the waiter who approached her was persuaded to leave by her face.

"Anyway, we are old acquaintances, please save face and don't make any publicity about the car accident." Zhuang Ruoxi didn't have much to say about the past, took out the bank card from Hermes' pearl handbag and pressed it on the table, and pushed it in front of her, "This It’s 20, buy me a scandal entry, that’s enough.”

It's not that she looks down on Yan Ruyi, but as a small intern reporter, her annual salary is only this amount, and taxes are deducted.

Zhuang Ruoxi's actions made Yan Ruyi seem to be confused. She, Zhuang Ruoxi, was arrogant and self-willed, how could she beg for help in a low voice?
The bank card, she glanced at it lightly, then picked it up immediately, it was a thin card, shining golden.

There was a look of contempt in the corner of Zhuang Ruoxi's eyes, she was poor after all, she bought it for 20 yuan, just like her parents, she would do anything for money!

However, the next moment, Yan Ruyi got up and propped herself on the table, and patted her face twice with her bank card, just like knocking on the rind when picking watermelons.

"What are you doing!" Zhuang Ruoxi pushed her hand away violently, fire could come out of her eyes.

"I thought it was etiquette to slap someone in the face with money." Yan Ruyi sat back on the chair calmly, and threw the bank card on the table, "Since you know it's a scandal and you're arrogant, it's a pity, come to me now, late."

　 Zhuang Ruoxi was still in a daze, Yan Ruyi didn't turn her head back, the aunt stayed in the hospital for three days, Zhuang Ruoxi didn't pay any attention to it, the devil believed that she knew how to repent!

"Yan Ruyi! I'll wait for you to kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!" Zhuang Ruoxi regained her composure after a while, her blood flowed backwards, and she roared at her back.

A woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat at another table approached, pinched her shoulders, signaled her to keep quiet, and raised the phone in her hand, "All of them were taken, anyway, you have taken care of the sharp one, Let her live two more days."