The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

Noisy bars, but there is tranquility on his side.

Across the door, the noise and silence form a clear contrast.

There was already a row of empty bottles in front of Chu Cuiyi, and An Fengyang leaned on the sofa aside to watch him drink.

How many times is this?

Chu Cuiyi bought drunk!

The omnipotent Chu Muyi this year, to be exact, he has done three times within the past six months, the behavior that needs external things to resolve emotions.

It's like multiplying the sum of the things he's done in the past three decades by three.

"I said, what's the matter with you?" An Fengyang asked suddenly when he resolved a bottle of red wine again.

However, even though Chu Cuiyi drank so much, he still sat in the middle of the spot without changing his face, just like the king, so people could not see the slightest flaw.

An Fengyang saw that he didn't speak, and no longer asked, but picked up the wine glass and slowly sipped it.

As soon as Feng Feng came in, she was thrown by a skater eye.

Feng Feng walked for a moment, as if thinking whether to go in?

"Why stand? Come in." An Fengyang frowned, he didn't want to face this man who seemed calm but didn't know when he would go crazy.

Chu Cunyi gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and nothing could be seen in the sharp eyes.

The diamond cufflinks on his wrist weren't known when it was torn off. At this moment, a tiny thread was exposed, but he had never been careful this time but didn't find it.

Chu Cuiyi slowly looked up, watching the Fengfeng approaching step by step.

"It's very clever means, the TV shoots too much, and even the means are hand-held." Chu Cuiyi said lightly, but there was a bit of coolness in the voice.

Feng Feng sat down slightly for a moment, and he knew a bit under his heart. The boss told him this intentionally.

But Feng Feng, after all, has been an international person for so many years. He sat down calmly, reached up and raised the wine glass on the table: "Boss, what are you talking about?"

Chu Cuiyi snorted at him, not talking.

An Fengyang raised an eyebrow: "The fourth child, what is going on?" The earliest he came, but after he came, he was watching Chu Cuiyi drinking, and the man didn't say a word.

Feng Feng shrugged, he didn't know, and hadn't heard Shui Anluo's gossip, so he came over.

"Where is the second child?" Chu Jiyi looked down at the time, and the watch on her wrist flashed a strange light under the light.

The voice of Chu Cuiyi had just dropped, and the door was opened again, but the people who came in this time were not just Bai Yehan. The first thing they saw was being pushed in by Bai Yehan—Yuan Jiayi.

The sudden appearance of Yuan Jiayi made the three men in it different.

Chu Muyi frowned, An Feng raised his frown tightly, Feng Feng watched Yuan Jiayi with a touch of good-looking mood.

"Sorry, come here without saying a word, did you bother you?" Yuan Jiayi said softly.

Chu Muyi got up and left.

"Small wings." Yuan Jiayi said suddenly. "Let me go. I was talking to Ye Han before and knew you were going to party, so he asked him to bring me here. Since you don't want to see me, I'm going." Yuan Jiayi said with some sadness.

Talk about things?

Chu Cuiyi slowly looked up and looked at Bai Yehan after the wheelchair. What should I talk about in the middle of the night?

Bai Yehan looked directly into his eyes, but still pushed Yuan Jiayi in.