The white cut black boss is pretending to be pitiful again

It took Ji Sangyan more than an hour to go back and forth.

The relatives and friends at the banquet were drinking halfway through, and some of them were already a little tipsy.

Seeing him come back, everyone will give him a toast.

Ji Sangyan was in a bad mood, so when he saw someone toasting, he drank all of them.

He had a good capacity for alcohol, but there were quite a few people at the table, after a round, his cheeks were already a little flushed, and his demeanor was a little drunk.

Maybe it was too hot, he loosened the tie around his collar, unbuttoned it, revealing his rosy neck, leaned lazily on the chair, and chatted with his friend next to him.

Vaguely, Ji Sangyan always felt that someone was watching him.

Looking up, he was caught off guard by Liang Huai who was opposite him.

When the peek was discovered, Liang Huai's ears turned red, and he lowered his head in a panic like a child who has done something wrong, not daring to look at Ji Sangyan.

Ji Sangyan: "..."

What's wrong with this kid?

hum- hum-

Just as he was thinking, his phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

Turning it over, I saw the three big characters 'Song Shicheng' jumping on the screen of the phone.

Ji Sangyan frowned, and hung up the phone without hesitation.

In less than two seconds, the phone vibrated again.

He hangs up again.

Shock again.

hang again.

After repeating this six or seven times, the people next to me were dumbfounded: "Aren't you going to answer?"

"No need." Ji Sangyan squeezed out a faint smile: "Scam call."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone vibrated again.

With bruised veins on his forehead, he took a deep breath and picked up his phone: "Sorry, I'll go out for a while."

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Walking out of the private room, Ji Sangyan walked towards the bathroom while answering the phone, with an irritable tone: "Song Shizhen, what exactly do you want to do?!"

"Brother won't call you, it's me." Screaming Chicken said with his throat closed: "Your car has stalled, you can call a tow truck to deal with it."

Ji Sangyan paused and raised his voice a few decibels: "What did you say?"

It may be that his voice was too loud, and people passing by all looked at him.

Ji Sangyan's cheeks, which were already slightly drunk, turned even redder, and he walked quickly into the bathroom.

The people over there are still chattering: "Oh, why are you so stupid, your car got stuck in a puddle and turned off, understand?"

Ji Sangyan suppressed his anger: "The road conditions in Xicheng are so good, where did the puddle come from? Where did you drive my car?"

"The road conditions in the western part of the city are good, but the roads in the suburbs are difficult. Your engine is too bad. It shuts off after only ten minutes of flooding. What can we do?"

Maybach?Bad engine?

Ji Sangyan wondered if he was drinking too much and had auditory hallucinations.

He took a deep breath: "So you called me seven or eight times in a row, just to ask me to pay for a tow truck to go to the suburbs to rescue you?"

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by saving us? That's your car." Screaming Chicken said confidently: "Besides, I called you for your own good. If I have a bad heart, I can throw it away." Get out of your car and take a taxi back by yourself."

Ji Sangyan didn't want to waste time with him: "You ask Song Shizhen to answer the phone."

Screaming chicken: "No, what if you seduce brother on the phone."

"I'm not interested in him." Impatient, Ji Sangyan's temples hurt suddenly, and his temper became more irritable: "You let him answer the phone! Immediately!"

At this moment, Ji Sangyan's attention was all on the phone, and he didn't notice that the man beside him washing his hands had been washing for more than a minute.

The man seemed to be washing his hands, but he didn't take his eyes off Ji Sangyan for a moment.

He looked Ji Sangyan up and down. He was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs and round buttocks. There was no excess fat on his body. It was the result of regular exercise.

Because of the alcohol, his fair skin was slightly red, like a ripe peach.

Very attractive.

Seeing Ji Sangyan cursing violently, the man felt that the time had come.

He turned off the faucet, shook off the water from his hand, and straightened his back in front of the mirror: "Little brother is broken in love?"

Trying to show off his masculinity.

Ji Sangyan glanced at him, but ignored him.

He must be shy.The man thought confidently.

"Isn't it just a lovelorn? What's the big deal, brother to accompany you for a drink?" He put his hand on Ji Sangyan's shoulder familiarly.

Ji Sangyan shook off his hand, looking impatient: "Get lost."

As if he didn't expect that he would be rejected, the man froze for a moment, and soon his face turned cold.

"It's all drunk, why are you pretending to be innocent." He gritted his teeth and grabbed Ji Sangyan's wrist, pulling him into his arms forcefully: "You guys who like men, don't you just like excitement?"

Ji Sangyan's expression darkened immediately, and just as he was about to make a move, a black shadow suddenly rushed to his side.

boom--

The greasy man was punched and flew out.

The black shadow chased after him immediately, riding on the greasy man, he beat him up, the greasy man screamed again and again, until the greasy man couldn't scream anymore, he got up and turned back to him.

The young man grabbed his shoulder, looked him up and down, his eyes were red: "Brother Sang Yan, are you alright?"

The pitiful appearance is completely different from the fierce back just now.

Ji Sangyan was in a daze, "Why are you here?"

"I saw that you drank a lot of wine, and you were a little worried, so you followed me." Liang Huai took his hand, not daring to look at the greasy man lying on the ground: "He looks so scary, brother Sang Yan, we Call the police."

Although he is strong, is his temper still weak?

Ji Sangyan was in a complicated mood. With his character, how did he survive in the cannibalistic environment of the Liang family until now?

"Forget it, let the security guard come and deal with it."

Liang Huai's beating up people like this is somewhat unreasonable. When it comes to the real investigation, they may not be able to take advantage of it, so let the hotel handle it.

In fact, even if Ji Sangyan didn't say anything, the hotel would take the initiative to help him handle the matter.

Because this restaurant is owned by the Ji family.

After a few simple explanations, the lobby manager asked someone to take away the greasy man, and kept apologizing to Ji Sangyan before leaving.

Coming out of the reception room, Ji Sangyan's legs suddenly became weak, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

"Brother Sang Yan!"

As the exclamation fell, a wall of flesh suddenly appeared in front of him, and the wall caught him firmly.

The dizzying feeling in his mind made him feel sick.

He pushed the person in front of him with all his strength and fell down on the seat by the wall.

"I seem to have drunk too much." Ji Sangyan rubbed his temples, his voice was weak and erratic: "Go and help me call Ji Xialin out and let him take me home."

The white sneakers in front of him did not move.

After a while, Liang Huai spoke: "Can't I?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ji Sangyan always felt that there was some displeasure in Liang Huai's words.

He raised his head in doubt, but saw Liang Huai drooping his eyes in a panic, wringing his fingers uneasily: "I mean, this is Xia Lin's team after all, if you all leave, wouldn't it be a little bad?"