The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Gao Rufeng, who had been eavesdropping nearby, interrupted: "You let Jingping be a bootlicker. Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

The CEO of Pei Group is a man with strong ability to fight alone. He has good looks and assets. Is he a bootlicker?

Would anyone believe it if I told them?

He added: "Jingping, is it possible that you, Bai Yueguang, don't like men at all?"

Pei Jingping didn't react at all. He didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and twirled the wine glass in his hand.

Yao Ya also felt that her idea was a bit outrageous and was ready to give up.

He suddenly asked, "How to be a bootlicker? Is there a tutorial?"

Gao Rufeng: "What the hell? Is this a ghost?"

He said in amazement: "Brother Pei, stop playing. You can't beat Sang Ran. She plays with you like a dog."

Pei Jingping: "If I let her play, she will become a licker, right?"

Yao Ya's mouth twitched: "It's almost the same, they are all dogs anyway."

She added: "If you really don't know what to talk about, just tell her about your life, such as what you ate and did today."

Pei Jingping picked up the phone.

Yao Ya instinctively stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to report it?" He took out his phone and said, "I'll take a picture of her and send it to her."

Click.

He sent it directly.

The chat dialog box shows that the other party is typing, and no message is sent after a while.

She probably wasn't going to go back.

Yao Ya was helpless. Sang Ran had always thought that Pei Jingping lacked male ethics, and now he was posting photos of himself having fun in a bar.

In Sang Ran's eyes, this was definitely blatant bragging.

She had already imagined the scene in Sang Ran's mind: Pei Jingping holding a wine glass, squinting his eyes, holding a cigarette in his mouth, hugging women left and right, and taking a photo casually, implying to Sang Ran that he was not short of women either.

She slumped in the booth.

Forget it, let him be. Just do it yourself. When the time comes, your wife will run away and you will have something to cry about.

If you come to the bar, you must be here to drink.

The two men with striking looks seemed to be the odd ones out in this bar. Many young girls from other tables came over to toast them, but they were all rejected by them.

Even Ning Xiaogu, who was sitting at the same table, only toasted with a simple gesture.

Gao Liuyan and Ning Xiaogu felt bored, so they pulled Yao Ya aside to play dice.

Gao Rufeng saw Pei Jingping looked absent-minded and went over to him: "Come on, let's have a drink together."

Pei Jingping put his hands on his knees and tilted his head to look at him: "What's so difficult about you?"

Gao Rufeng felt as if there was a rope tied above his head, which was cut as he spoke, and his shoulders drooped.

He was a little confused: "Yao Ya and I seem to play together often and chat every day, but I feel that the way she looks at me is getting more and more wrong."

"Like...see bro."

After saying this, he felt even more depressed. He simply ignored Pei Jingping and drank the whole glass of wine.

When the wine enters the stomach, the spicy and stimulating taste relieves the discomfort in the heart.

He finally had the mind to gossip: "Are you sure she still remembers you?"

It's self-evident who she is.

Pei Jingping shook his head, disappointed but determined: "I don't remember."

"Tsk." Gao Rufeng frowned, "Why don't you just forget it? Although Sang Ran is really beautiful, you can't just hang yourself on a tree. How about you settle for the next best thing?"

He took out his phone and showed it to Pei Jingping: "Here, this one looks quite similar to hers, although it's a low-profile version."

Pei Jingping looked unhappy. He did not rush to refute, but took out his phone and randomly found a photo:

"This one is quite similar to Yao Ya."

Gao Rufeng almost jumped up: "How can they be similar?"

He enlarged the picture and said, "Our Yao Ya's eyes are bigger and prettier than hers. Besides, her nose, mouth and face shape are nothing compared to Yao Ya's."

"Even if she's prettier than me, she's not me!"

Pei Jingping looked at him without saying anything, but his expression said it all.

Gao Rufeng reacted and felt that his consolation just now was like talking without any pain in the waist.

Seeing that he understood, Pei Jingping clinked the cup in his hand with his and took a sip.

He spoke slowly, with indescribable tenderness in his tone: "In my eyes, others can't even compare to a strand of her hair."

The two men were in a sad mood and didn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, the three people playing dice over there started arguing very loudly.

Yao Ya stood up and pointed at Ning Xiaogu's nose, her face red with anger:

"Do you know Sang Ran? Are you making up rumors about her behind her back?"

Gao Liuyan was at a loss in the middle, not knowing whether to pull or not.

Ning Xiaogu was not convinced and stood up, saying in a very aggressive tone: "I said I disliked you the first time I saw you. So you are friends with that little bitch?"

"Who the hell are you calling a little bitch!" Yao Ya wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Gao Liuyan. She was furious, "Say it again if you dare!"

Gao Rufeng and Pei Jingping looked at each other and immediately felt that the situation was not good.

Gao Rufeng rushed forward in three or two steps. He signaled Gao Liuyan with his eyes to stop Ning Xiaogu, while he stood behind Yao Ya.

Pei Jingping vaguely heard Sang Ran's name and walked over. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Yao Ya felt the body temperature coming from behind her and suddenly felt wronged. She was incontinent and wanted to cry whenever she had an argument with others.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't want to lose face in front of Ning Xiaogu, so she tried to hold it back, but she felt even more wronged for Sang Ran.

Sang Ran never speaks out when he is wronged, and doesn't like to explain when he is misunderstood.

Yao Ya didn't dare to think that her colleagues in the company could scold her in front of strangers, which would make it even more difficult for her to move forward in the company.

She explained to Pei Jingping with a choked voice: "She just said bad things about Sang Ran and called her a little bitch."

Gao Rufeng patted her back from behind. Yao Ya suddenly felt even more aggrieved and started to sob.

Ning Xiaogu did not feel guilty at all. She looked at Pei Jingping confidently:

"Am I wrong? She just has an illegitimate daughter who is kept by several sponsors. Her daughter is probably the same as her..."

Her voice became lower and lower.

Pei Jingping's face gradually darkened as she spoke, and the air around him became frighteningly cold. Ning Xiaogu didn't know his background, but a voice in her heart reminded her:

She couldn't afford to offend this man.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ning Xiaogu picked up his bag and wanted to leave.

At this time, a beautiful female voice sounded: "Boss Pei, this can't be called a coincidence, right?"

Ning Xiaogu paused, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something and trembled violently.

President Pei? Could it be the President Pei of Pei Group that she was thinking of?

Isn't he always difficult to approach? Why did he appear in such an occasion?

It’s over. She has offended Mr. Pei’s friend.

Pei Jingping was already unhappy, and now he glanced at the newcomer with an unfriendly look.

It’s Qiao Zhi.

Pei Jingping took a deep breath to suppress his anger and sat back in his seat.

He took a sip of wine and asked, "What do you mean, Miss Qiao?"