Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Tong Yao's confession came faster than Jiang Que expected.

But without exception, they all failed.

The second male lead will never drag the female lead into the fire pit until he is able to solve the problems at home.

So for Tong Yao, his rejection was understandable, but not respectful.

Perhaps it’s because his confessions have been rejected all these years, and even the strongest person would not be able to bear it.

Then Jiang Que was asked out for tea by the heroine again.

Jiang Que supported his chin with one hand and looked at the heroine sitting opposite him with a smile, which was both charming and seductive.

A faint light flashed in his dark eyes, and the man opened his thin lips slightly: "I have a way, do you want to try it?"

Tong Yao's eyes lit up: "What method?"

"follow me."

Jiang Que snapped his slender and beautiful fingertips, smiled gently, and called the waiter to settle the bill.

The man's every move was like that of an ancient nobleman; his every action was elegant and noble, making people unconsciously attracted to him.

If Tong Yao didn't have someone in her heart, she would really be impressed by the beauty of the person in front of her.

Why didn’t I realize before that Jiang Que was so handsome?

Adhering to the principle of trying everything possible, Tong Yao followed Jiang Que to the bar.

Jiang Que sat in the booth with his legs crossed in an elegant posture, and called the original owner's friends who loved to join in the fun to come over and drink with him.

The second male lead was already feeling depressed because he rejected Tong Yao's confession, and then he received a message from Jiang Que that he owed her money.

Jiang Que: I heard that you rejected the girl’s confession. Since you don’t like her, lend her to me for fun.

The following is a seven-second video. The lights in the bar are dim, the music is loud, and a group of men in various clothes are surrounding a girl and giving her drinks. He also sees someone's hand touching the girl's thigh.

Jiang Que has always had a bad reputation in the circle, and the second male lead doesn't pay special attention to his private life.

But when he saw the girl he liked in Jiang Que's hands, he became anxious.

Although the method of provoking someone is old-fashioned, it is always useful for people who like each other.

But if the second male lead still doesn’t come in this situation, you will know why he is only the second male lead.

I gave you the chance to be the male lead, but you are useless.

After Jiang Que finished recording the video, his group of friends dispersed, shaking their heads and going to the dance floor to look for new excitement.

Anyway, their expenses were paid for by Young Master Jiang.

Tong Yao has been a good student since she was a child. She has always followed the footsteps of the second male lead and got into a better school with him. Faced with such a noisy bar, she sat in the corner shyly and drank quietly.

She was also waiting. If he didn't come, should she really give up?

After pursuing for so many years and being rejected all the time, she must be tired.

The heroine is still waiting.

Jiang Que left the booth and went to the bar to order a drink. Under the flashing neon lights, his dark eyes casually cast a look among the crowd, frantically looking for the second male lead, who had a clean and gentle temperament and was out of place in the noisy bar.

Jiang Que twirled the wine glass with his slender fingers, looking calm, waiting for the second male lead to find the drunk female lead in the booth.

Jiang Que's lips slowly curved into a faint arc. He drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, gently knocked the glass back to the bar, picked up his coat, paid the bill and left.

Almost as soon as Jiang Que left the bar, Zhou Jin called to check on him.

Jiang Que stood on the noisy roadside with his coat in his hand, facing the night breeze, and his breath was filled with the aroma of wine.

Jiang Que was in a good mood.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Jin only heard someone's voice with a smile, as if tempting him lightly, and slowly said: "Baby, come pick me up?"

Zhou Jin lowered his head, suppressed his heart that was beating wildly because of the man, frowned and asked: "Drinking again?"

"Yeah." Jiang Que stood by the road, holding his coat, and suddenly a smile flashed across his eyes: "I only drank a little. Are you coming to pick me up? It's so cold outside."

Hearing the last sentence, Zhou Jin frowned even deeper: "Where are you?"

Jiang Que reported a location, Zhou Jin took out one of Jiang Que's coats from the closet, and took a taxi over.

Jiang Que looked at someone's name on the hung up call record.

The tall and slender figure stood in the hustle and bustle of the lights and wine, his dark eyes rippling slightly, like a fallen god, waiting for his redemption.