put wildness in his heart

Chapter 142
Wen Yan: "I didn't hear you, can you still hang up on me?"

"..."

It wasn't a question she could answer.

Wen Miao pretended not to hear, and asked obediently, "Brother, what do you want from me?"

"Isn't grandpa and grandma here?" Hearing her ask, Wen Yan's attention was quickly diverted, "Calling you to come back for dinner."

Wen Miao let out an "ah".

She forgot.

"Didn't I just tell you about this last night?" Seeing her reaction, Wen Yan knew that she probably forgot, "You promised well back then."

Wen Miao: "...ah."

At that time, she seemed to be chatting with Lin Er, and she didn't listen carefully to what Wen Yan was saying, so she agreed casually.

Wen Yan said again: "No, what are you doing, you don't answer so many calls?"

"It's nothing, I'm just—"

Wen Miao had just started a sentence, when suddenly there was an earth-shattering "crash" sound from the lobby on the first floor in front of the bar, as if something had been smashed.

Wen Miao paused, subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the front hall.

After the clattering sound, the girls screamed again, which sounded like a mess.

Wen Miao: "?"

Ok? ? ?
Is someone here to make trouble?
A place like a bar is crowded with people, and friction between guests is easy to occur. In addition, there is an unwritten rule in Shen Jiayu's bar—it's okay to fight, fight with your belly open, hit as much as you want, smash the table and throw Alcohol is fine, as long as the losing party remembers to pay the original price.

However, this commotion is too loud, right?
It didn't stop for 3 minutes after this, but it started up again in the front. Is salt sold very cheap recently?

Everyone is so busy, rushing to pick things up?
Hearing the noise coming from the front hall getting louder and louder, Wen Miao covered the phone's microphone with her hand for fear that Wen Yan would hear it, but the effect didn't seem to be great.

On the other end of the phone, Wen Yan's voice obviously paused, and then asked her: "What kind of voice is that?"

He listened carefully for two seconds, a little puzzled: "You are playing in a haunted house, why are you listening to ghosts crying and wolves howling?"

"..."

"Awesome, which playground is this?" Wen Yan exclaimed, "The sound effect is quite realistic."

"..."

Can it be realistic?
The people in the front hall were howling sincerely.

No skills, all emotions.

Wen Miao didn't know how to answer for a while, she opened her mouth, and was about to mumble, when a figure rolled in front of her like a whirlwind, grabbing her shoulder and shaking violently.

The shaking made Wen Miao's phone almost fly out.

Ji Hang seemed to have caught a life-saving straw when he was drowning, and kept saying "Fuck" incoherently.

"No, brother, calm down." Wen Miao quickly grabbed the phone to prevent it from falling to the ground, and looked up at Suhang again, "If you have anything to say, let's talk slowly."

"I can't speak slowly, it's extremely urgent now." Ji Hang's mouth finally caught up with his brain, and he said the key points, "Fuck, something happened ahead, someone came to make trouble!"

"Troublemaking?" Wen Miao took it for granted, "Isn't that rare? Isn't there trouble in Shen Jiayu's bar every day?"

"No, no, it's different from before." Ji Hang spoke quickly, but the focus of his speech was lost. "In the past, the troublemakers were all guests, but this time it's Boss Shen."

Wen Miao: "?"

Hey, that's amazing, who dares to come here to find fault with Shen Jiayu?
It's very courageous.

I just don't know if I'm looking for faults, or I'm here to find death.

"Continue to talk." Wen Miao raised her chin and motioned to Ji Hang.

Ji Hang picked the main point in a few words: "A woman suddenly came in front, and then brought two men with her. When she entered the door, she went to Boss Shen and said that she was pregnant with Boss Shen's father's child, but now she can't find it." Boss Shen is his father. Then that woman—”

Speaking of this, Ji Hang suddenly felt that it might not be polite to call a strange aunt "that woman", so he stopped abruptly and changed to another name.

"That woman——no, the aunt said. After finding Boss Shen's father some time ago, his father refused to take responsibility, said a bunch of stupid things, and even sent her father to the hospital in anger. The critical illness notice was issued. Several times, but in the end he was not rescued."

Wen Miao: "???"

Why do so many "fathers" suddenly appear?
In the end whose father was not rescued?

Who is the father of the child in the belly?

"Dad" came, "Dad" went, Wen Miao was almost dizzy by Ji Hang, and had to interrupt him first: "No, wait, tell me first, whose father is in the hospital Already???"

Ji Hang replied: "It's the father of the pregnant aunt."

Wen Miao asked again: "Whose child is that pregnant?"

Ji Hang continued to answer: "Boss Shen belongs to his father."

Wen Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, I see, it's not a big problem.

Neither the child nor the father has anything to do with Shen Jiayu.

After confirming this, Wen Miao continued to ask: "Then what then?"

"Then?" Ji Hang rubbed his head, and said honestly, "Then that aunt couldn't find Boss Shen's father, and couldn't get into the old house of Shen's family. After asking around, she brought her two younger brothers to find Shen. The boss is here, and those two men smashed the wine cabinet just now."

Wen Miao: "..."

Shen Tao is really good at tricking children.

"Now the front is chaotic, my brother and Dameng are there to stop it, but my brother said that because of Boss Shen's temper, he feels that they must not be able to stop him, so let me come to you quickly and see if I can persuade you one time."

"..."

Thus, Wen Miao hung up her brother's phone for the eighth time with a "snap".

Then without saying a word, he dragged Ji Hang to the front hall.

The front has indeed turned into a pot of hot porridge. Wen Miao has been to the bar so many times, but he has never seen the front hall so lively.

The noisy place is near the bar.

The melon-eating crowd quickly gathered together with the mentality of "watching the excitement is not a big deal", and each of them found a good place to prepare to watch the excitement. They came early and stood forward to grab a good position with a good view.

Those who came late could only lean back, either standing on a chair or on a table, but their postures were all uniform, without exception, they all stretched their necks, sharpened their heads, and poked their heads in desperately.

It seems that the characteristic of liking to join in the fun is engraved in the genes of Chinese people.

As soon as Wen Miao came out from the corner of the backstage, she saw this unprecedented grand occasion, and couldn't help but exclaim, this National Day holiday is a holiday to celebrate the motherland's mother's birthday, and it has never been so fucking lively.

When she got closer, she frowned when she heard what the melon eaters were saying.

(End of this chapter)