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After Yan Wujing sent Xie Wenxuan to the hospital, he called Yun Shu directly to take care of him, while he went home to accompany An Xiaojing.

The nurse was treating Xie Wenxuan's wound, when Xie Wenxuan saw that Yan Wujing was about to leave, he immediately asked to stay.

"Hey, brother, I'm already like this, why don't you stay and take care of me?"

Yan Wujing looked Wenxuan up and down, and replied coldly: "You're not dead."

"I'm dead and I can still be here? You can go directly to my funeral."

"Xiaojing is still waiting for me."

Xie Wenxuan rolled his eyes, "Prefer sex over friends."

"You rest tonight. There are bodyguards outside the door. I'll come back tomorrow and question you for details."

"Are you being tortured? Still interrogating, if you want to get out, get out, now the more I look at you, the more annoying it is."

"It's an eyesore and you still beg me to save you, bitch."

When Xie Wenxuan heard Yan Wujing scolding him, he immediately showed a shocked expression.

"Good Yan Wujing, when I was not in love, I was your good brother. Now that I am in love, you actually treat me like this. I will tell An Xiaojing tomorrow that you are a black-bellied green tea boy!"

Yan Wujing was not afraid of Xie Wenxuan's threat at all, turned around and left the ward with his mobile phone in hand.

As soon as he got out of the hospital and got into the car, Yan Wujing hurriedly called An Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing was playing a wine table game with the team members at this time, and was having a great time, so he didn't notice that there was a missed call on the phone.

Seeing that no one answered the phone after several calls, Yan Wujing simply stopped calling and drove directly to pick up An Xiaojing.

He looked at the time on his watch, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Yan Wujing squinted his eyes and stared at the front of the car, feeling very dissatisfied in his heart, as if he was particularly angry at An Xiaojing for not answering the phone.

He rushed to the gate of the restaurant as fast as he could. Now the restaurant is not closed because of An Xiaojing's reservation, and the lights are still brightly lit.

After parking the car, he immediately put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked into the door of the restaurant domineeringly.

The restaurant manager sat at the bar and began to doze off because he was too sleepy, but when he saw Yan Wujing come in, he was full of energy.

The manager walked up to Yan Wujing with a flattering smile, and said politely, "Boss Yan? Are you here to pick up Best Actor An? He is still having dinner with his friends in the private room."

"where?"

"I'll take you there right away, this way please."

The manager walked in front, leading the way and leading Yan Wujing to the private room where An Xiaojing was.

"Film Emperor An is inside, Mr. Yan please." The manager pushed open the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Yan Wujing didn't even give the manager a stingy look, and went straight into the private room, walking to An Xiaojing's side.

An Xiaojing was still playing a wine table game with the team members at this time. If he lost, he was fined with a drink. He didn't know how many glasses of wine he was fined. His cheeks were flushed, very cute.

The team members saw Yan Wujing standing behind An Xiaojing, who was as cold as ice, and they immediately felt that the temperature in the private room dropped suddenly, as if they had reached the South Pole.

Yan Wen on the side is very good at observing words and expressions, he immediately winked at his teammates, and then everyone started to say to An Xiaojing: "Brother An, it's getting late now, I have to go home and rest, otherwise I won't be able to get up tomorrow practice singing."

"Yes, Brother An, thank you for treating us to dinner tonight."

"Brother An, I have to go too, my girlfriend is waiting for me."

An Xiaojing didn't notice Yan Wujing standing behind him at all. When he heard everyone saying they were going to leave, he reluctantly asked to stay: "What time is it? It's rare for me to be happy today. Let's have a few more drinks later. let's go."

Yan Wen sneaked a look at Yan Wujing's expression, his expression was as black as carbon, and his eyes seemed to be bloodthirsty and cannibalistic.

"Brother An, it's really late, let's get together another day."

"Hey, I haven't had dinner and chat with so many friends for a long time. I'm so happy, but you have something to do tomorrow, so I won't delay you."

After everyone left the private room, An Xiaojing stood up staggeringly.

"Ozawa?"

An Xiaojing looked around, but did not see Ozawa.

"Huh? Where are you? Where did you go? Didn't you promise to take me home?"

Ozawa originally just went to the bathroom, but when he came back, he found that everyone was going out of the private room door. He asked Yan Wen, and only then did he know that it was Yan Wujing who had come.

Now that Yan Wujing is here, of course Ozawa has no need to enter the private room.

An Xiaojing stood still, hiccupped while standing, and patted his chest lightly.

"I'm so drunk, I really want to go to the toilet."

When An Xiaojing was about to go to the bathroom, who would have thought that Yan Wujing's voice could be heard next to his ear, which really made him tremble with fright.

"No view?"

Yan Wujing looked at An Xiaojing's slightly drunken appearance, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"An Xiaojing, you can bear it."

An Xiaojing blinked his big watery eyes and looked at Yan Wujing. He was already drunk at this time, so Yan Wujing just swept away the face of the little milk dog, and directly carried An Xiaojing on his shoulders domineeringly.

With An Xiaojing's head hanging like this, he suddenly felt like vomiting, and he was in a hurry to go to the toilet, which made him really tormented.

He patted Yan Wujing's back and cried, "Put me down, I'm going to the toilet."

Yan Wujing didn't intend to let go, but said angrily: "Go back to bed and settle it, I don't mind."

"what?"