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It was already 10:30 when Yan Xi went to the clinic that day.

Xiao Wang originally thought that he would not come, and was about to leave early, but bumped into Yan Xi when he went out, and went back to the house in his mind.

As soon as Yan Xi came in from the outside, he was covered in air-conditioning, his face was pale from the cold, he threw his wallet on the desk and started answering the phone.

These days Wang Rongli hasn't moved at all. He's a typical person with a heart and no guts. Yan Xi has been slacking off a bit recently and hasn't bothered much. Except for the necessary entertainment at night, he has nothing to do. He went home. This morning, don't tell Luo Shanshan a favor. It was only when the phone rang that I remembered this incident.

Luo Shanshan was in a low mood on the phone, so she asked Yan Xi what degree of minor injury could be convicted, Yan Xi was confused at first, so she asked her directly to ask the spirit, probably told her, but Luo Shanshan didn't say anything after listening. What, just hung up the phone.

After getting up and going to work, Yan Xi originally wanted to call Wang Rongli to ask questions, but after thinking about it, he called Xi Zhanqiang.

Yan Xi really hoped that Xi Zhanqiang would know about the two of them, there was no pressure on how could Wang Rongli jump over the wall in such a hurry.

When Xi Zhanqiang heard Yan Xi say that Luo Shanshan made a phone call, his reaction was very normal, and he said that the two of them started fighting because of a fart, and that the little girl movie was just started, and he didn't tell Yan Xi anything more.

Yan Xi paced back and forth in front of the desk, and half-jokingly said that there was a handsome young man in the restaurant, but don't neglect Luo Shanshan too much, and let others take advantage of it.

Xi Zhanqiang smiled unnaturally on the phone.

As soon as Yan Xi heard him talking on the phone, she said that she brought a lot of people to take care of the teahouse business a while ago, and said that Luo Shanshan was not easy, and specifically emphasized that people who have jobs still stare at the teahouse all day long, giving Xi Zhanqiang Help, what a virtuous person or something, there is no movement from Xi Zhanqiang.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xi could almost guess what the "shit" of the fight was, maybe it was really because of the ass.

In the next few days, Yan Xi didn't dare to go to the teahouse again, and Wang Rongli didn't dare to answer the phone calls he made. Don't worry, Shi Jiu confessed to him that day, although it was touching, it was also shocking.

This incident reminds Yan Xi to be extremely careful all the time.

Wang Rongli is a hot potato right now, waiting for two days to wait for Xi Zhanqiang to forget about this, and contact there by himself.

So Yan Xi has been working on the case in his hands for the past two days, and one of them is about to start a trial, and Yan Xi has started to manage the judges of the Foundation Court.

Picked a day to make a game, three or four people booked a table in Shangri-La, ordered foie gras truffles, and a bottle of 97-year-old Lafayette cost [-] yuan. After a few glasses of wine, the big guys sat on the chairs and started Running the train with his mouth full, from the Buddha's version of Ruo Paramita Heart Sutra, it is said that the menstruation encountered by a prostitute is sometimes elegant and sometimes popular. After finishing the meal, they all got up and prepared to go home and go vulgar.

The dinner ended relatively early this time, and it ended at 09:30.

Because Yan Xi drank some wine, while waiting for the elevator, he was hesitating whether to drive back by himself or ask Shi Jiu to pick him up.

As a result, the elevator jingled and the ex-boyfriend was standing inside.

Jiang Yun's freshly dyed yellow hair lay softly on his forehead, his eyes were wide open,

"... Yan Xi!"

Yan Xi glanced at him without much reaction.

But it soon became a little annoying.

Especially thinking about the things that Shi Jiu was interested in him at the beginning, it made him even more displeasing to the eye. I used to think that other people's white hair was pretty pretty, but now it looks like washing, cutting and blowing.