Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Everything is as you imagined.

I know all about it.

I know about that person, I know his trajectory, I know that he must pass there that night, I know everything.

Gu Xingzhi stared at Meng Yutang's leaving back, an unspeakable emotion in his heart almost made him collapse, he gritted his teeth tightly so as not to let this emotion burst out.

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Zhou Beicheng suddenly wanted to check Meng Yutang's phone number in the middle of the night, and his tone was still so scary that Shen was not at ease, so he gave Mo Ting a small report.

Mo Ting waited for a while before calling Zhou Beicheng.

Zhou Beicheng had just started the car when he answered the phone, and drove over after receiving the address from Mo Ting.

Fortunately, he didn't care about other people's eyes, so he just got out of the car and came over.

He was dragged by Lu Zhiqiu to this place twice, because of his identity, the waiters at the door knew him, but today he was still taken aback by seeing his outfit before he recovered.

Mr. Zhou, Mr. Mo and Mr. Lu are waiting for you at the booth upstairs.

Then he opened the door for him.

As soon as the door opened, the loud music sounded in his ears, and Zhou Beicheng walked in with a slight frown.

As soon as he walked in, people around him looked at him.

I have never seen anyone come to a nightclub in pajamas.

Lu Zhiqiu was looking around at the seat on the second floor, when he suddenly saw a familiar person, he was about to wave his hand, he took a closer look, immediately withdrew his hand, sat back in his seat and pretended not to recognize him.

Mo Ting was puzzled when he saw him sitting back suddenly: What's wrong?

See for yourself.

Mo Ting stood up and looked down, and couldn't help but smile.

Then he waved in Zhou Beicheng's direction.

This way.

When Zhou Beicheng walked over, Lu Zhiqiu turned his head and didn't want to say that he knew him.

Why did you come out at home dressed like this?

Mo Ting looked at him and still couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Beicheng ignored him, walked over and sat down, picked up the wine on the table, poured a glass and downed it.

When Mo Ting walked over, he could see that his aura was not right. He was originally a cold person, but today he obviously felt a little depressed, and his face was not very good.

Zhou Beicheng seldom has any emotional ups and downs, and the most emotional ups and downs Mo Ting saw when he came back this time was because of Meng Yutang.

Seeing his current appearance, he couldn't help guessing about Meng Yutang.

He sat down, and as soon as he picked up the wine glass, Lu Zhiqiu snatched it away.

Hey, hey, didn't you say you can't drink or drink! You don't know what your body is! Last time you drank without telling me, but now you drink under my nose, don't you!

what do you want! Die again!

His tone was extremely fast, and his tone was very serious. When he looked at Mo Ting, he stared and refused to budge. He just took away the cup and wine.

He also looked fiercely at Zhou Beicheng at the side: Stop drinking too!

Then turn around and leave.

Mo Ting smiled helplessly.

Turning to look at Zhou Beicheng: In a bad mood?

Zhou Beicheng leaned on the sofa, he didn't need to ask, he knew something was wrong just by looking at his face.

I heard that there is something wrong with the company, do you need my help?

Zhou Beicheng was stunned for a while before returning to him: It's okay, it's been resolved.

Mo Ting nodded: Did you run away from home? Where have you been?

Zhou Beicheng didn't intend to hide it from him, and said directly, I went to school.