Chapter 145 Separation ([-])
On the night of Twelve Nights, there was feasting and feasting.

The mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. The music was turned up to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears. Both men and women were twisting their waists on the dance floor. Women dressed in cool clothes were playing among the men, using frivolous words. Language teases men who can't control themselves.

There is an air of decadence and decadence everywhere.

The performance was over. Ye Ying walked down from the stage and sat next to the bar. After signing autographs and taking photos for some fans, late at night, no one came over.

The time on the phone keeps changing, and the surroundings are chaos and darkness. The crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, exuding seductive colors, casting a layer of hazy beauty over the entire hall, and rejects several girls who come to strike up a conversation——

"A bottle of vodka." Ye Ying said to the waiter with his chin clenched.

The waiter immediately took out the wine, opened it with a bottle opener, and placed it in front of Ye Ying.

He picked up a bottle and poured it into his mouth.

I don’t know what time it is in the middle of the night, but Xia Xichen hasn’t come yet. Is she letting him go?
Yes--

Only I, like a fool, ran over like a dog, and others didn't take this matter to heart at all.

I originally thought I could wait for an explanation here, but even if Xia Xichen lied to me, I could accept it.

He believed everything Xia Xichen said, but since he didn't come, he didn't even have a chance to hear the lie.

"Mr. Ye, you can't drink any more." The waiter grabbed Ye Ying's hand.

"roll!"

Ye Ying shook off the hand that grabbed him. After a while, the waiter still didn't serve the wine. He lay unsteadily on the bar and reached for the wine, then sat down and continued drinking.

"Even you--don't listen to me."

"Mr. Ye, that's not what I meant, I..." the waiter said hurriedly. Just as he was about to explain, Ye Ying immediately interrupted him.

"Why don't you just bring me some wine and I won't deduct your salary? Why don't you listen to me? Damn it!"

Looking at Ye Ying, who seemed to have lost his mind while drinking and cursing, the waiter sighed, and then went to get wine from the counter, trying to get wine with a lower alcohol content.

After a long time, there were empty bottles in front of the bar. Ye Ying held his forehead, his head became a little dizzy, his surroundings were hazy, and his body was feeling hot.

Are you drunk?

He stood up, lost his balance, and almost fell.

"Mr. Ye! Are you okay?" the waiter asked anxiously.

Although he didn't hear it clearly, he vaguely felt the waiter's shout. He waved to the waiter and stumbled away.

In the center of the stage, many men and women were swaying to the music. They were so immersed in this atmosphere that the music gradually became inaudible.

The phone rang suddenly. He took it out and wanted to answer the call. His vision became blurred and he couldn't press the answer button. The more irritated he became, the less he could press the answer button until the sound stopped.

Only two seconds later, the phone rang again. His hand softened and the phone fell to the ground. He squatted down to look for it. After groping for a while, he could no longer find it——

Maybe I was really drunk.

He stopped looking and held on to the wall unsteadily until he couldn't walk anymore and sat by the wall.

I wanted to take out my phone to check the time, but then I remembered that I lost my phone.

What time is it and will he still come?It should still be considered today until twelve o'clock.

Just wait, he will definitely come.

(End of this chapter)

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