Chapter 987 It’s Inappropriate to Keep Holding My Wife’s Hand!

Los Angeles.

The summer night has a hint of gloomy and sultry heat, but it cannot stop the nightlife people.

As a famous nightlife venue in Los Angeles, Paradise Night is even more popular.

"Er Jing, who are you showing this look of death?" Xiao Nan put her foot on Xiao Jing's butt, "Get out of here, you're occupying such a big place."

"Sister, do you still have any humanity?!" Xiao Jingxin moved his body unwillingly, "During this period of time, because of the acquisition case, I can only sleep for three or four hours at most a day, and I'm almost sleeping."

"Don't cry here," Xiao Nan opened a bottle of beer. "If you want to cry, go find Master Chen."

"Damn it, when I talk about Mr. Chen, I feel so angry!"

Xiao Jing sat up suddenly and saw that Xiao Qiang and the others were all laughing so hard, "Thankfully I was so moved that I burst into tears, but in the end it was all a fucking trap!"

"Calm down!" Xiao Nan pursed her lips and smiled, "It's because you don't have a long memory..."

Xiao Jing wanted to refute a few words, but found that there was no way to refute.

In the end, he could only slump his shoulders angrily, "Hey, life...it's all a routine!"

"Okay, stop being pretentious." Xiao Qiang rolled his eyes, "You are tired, but haven't you maximized your value in front of Mr. Chen?" He snorted, "Don't wait for us to beat you up. ”

Xiao Yu and Xiao Huan looked at Xiao Jing with a sinister look, while the other looked at Xiao Jing with a sinister look.

Xiao Jing suddenly shuddered, secretly spitting, and the two of them stood up, each one colder than the other, "You guys drink first, I'll go take care of it..."

After Xiao Jing got out of the box, he walked towards the bathroom.

Sudden……

He paused and then stepped back.

Deep in another intersecting corridor, Chu Zixiao was standing there with one hand holding his pocket. In the corner, there was a woman wearing the clothes of a bartender at Paradise Night with her head lowered.

Xiao Jing frowned slightly, "When did Mr. Chu learn to embarrass the bartender?!" He muttered to himself doubtfully, "Isn't this style of painting inappropriate?!"

Xiao Jing thought about whether he should go over to see the situation. After all, it was Brother Xiao's place. It was inappropriate for Mr. Chu to embarrass the barmaid here.

"Do you have to be here?" Chu Zixiao's cold voice came with a hint of anger.

Xiao Jing frowned...

Is this, you know? !

"I don't need to bother Mr. Chu to worry about my affairs." Zhang Nian grasped the close-fitting waistcoat wine service clothes that could cover his hips, raised his head, and looked at Chu Zixiao, "It's not worth your worry."

"Zhang Nian, you can commit suicide, but don't do it in front of me..." Chu Zixiao gritted his teeth.

Zhang Nian tilted his head and smiled, a sneer, and there was even a hint of moisture in his eyes.

"Young Master Chu, Paradise Night is open for business. I am serving wine here. I have no choice over which guests I meet!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Nian looked at Chu Zixiao again, "Also, if Mr. Chu doesn't like me, you can just remove me from this box..."

Chu Zixiao gradually narrowed his vision, endured it, and suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Nian's arm, and dragged him out...

The moment Xiao Jing turned around, Chu Zixiao had already turned aside.

"Chu Zixiao, let go!" Zhang Nian suddenly used force and shook off Chu Zixiao's grip.

Chu Zixiao's eyes suddenly turned sharp and he looked at Zhang Nian, "Go by yourself, or should I take you with me?"

The unquestionable multiple-choice questions revealed a cold and domineering attitude, and more importantly, an anger that could not be concealed.

"I won't leave with you...nor will I leave by myself!" Zhang Nian pursed his lower lip, "Young Master Chu should be very clear about the rules of Paradise Night!"

"Are you going to talk to me about the rules here?" Chu Zixiao sneered coldly, "You don't have the ability yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give Zhang Nian a chance to hesitate or resist, and once again tried to drag her away...

However, Zhang Nian suddenly took a step back, leaving Chu Zixiao with a chance.

Chu Zixiao was furious, and his stern face became gloomy under the dim light.

"Chu Zixiao, please don't let me be cornered and pretend to be a good person again!"

Zhang Nian's nose was sore, but his face was full of disgust, "I don't want to think about who is right and who is wrong in the beginning, and there is no need."

"No matter how many wrong things my father has done, he is still my father..." Zhang Nian tilted his head and sneered, "If I want to make him feel better, I have to ask for money!"

After gritting his teeth, Zhang Nian's eyes flashed with self-mockery, "I can't reach you, Young Master Chu, so I also ask you... not to participate in the rest of my life!"

After saying the cold words, Zhang Nian narrowed his eyes indifferently, turned around, clasped his hands and strode towards the other side of the passage...

However, at the moment when he turned around, tears welled up uncontrollably.

She doesn't blame Chu Zixiao, nor her father.

From the beginning to the end, if she hadn't wanted to return to the family, and if she hadn't used Chu Zixiao to pretend to be her boyfriend, nothing might have happened.

Chu Zixiao will not be angry because he was set up to spend a night with her, and the Zhang family will not fall...

Dad and uncles won’t go to jail either!

is her……

What caused today's situation was simply that she loved someone she shouldn't have loved!

Xiao Jing frowned slightly, looked at Chu Zixiao who was standing there, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Nian who was walking away.

An An sighed deeply and turned around to go to the bathroom.

Love hurts people, and where Chu Shao's love will end up is also a headache.

…

the next day.

It started to rain lightly in London early in the morning, and the whole air was filled with comfortable moisture.

In the lecture hall of the University of London, a group of people started to take seats early in the morning.

There were people from the School of Architecture and Design, and many other departments.

Hearing that it was Professor Albert's proud student and Emperor President Gu Beichen, no matter whether they came to listen to the class or not, they were all very excited.

Jian Mo sat in the crowd, her eyes fell on the front...

All the memories during her school years came up in an instant, and she smiled subconsciously.

"Jane!" A surprised voice came.

Jian Mo tilted her head to look at the source of the voice, and saw a dark-skinned man with curly hair looking at her in surprise.

"Powell?!"

Powell walked to Jane Mo, and the two had a polite hug.

"When did you go back to school?" Powell sat down next to Jane Mo, "Are you here to listen to the class too?"

Jian Mo smiled and nodded, without saying who Gu Beichen was to her.

The two chatted happily, and Jian Mo also knew that Powell finally chose to stay in school.

"I heard Professor Albert say that before," Powell was so excited that he held Jian Mo's hand, his eyes were shining, "Although Gu is not a major in architectural design, he is particularly talented..."

Jian Mo listened to Powell's full-scale praise of Mr. Gu, and she was so happy that it was as if he was praising her.

She didn't realize at all that Powell's gesture of holding her hand while talking, coupled with the shining smile on her face, was so ambiguous from a certain perspective.

Gu Beichen stood at the door and looked for a long time, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

Finally, he couldn't help but walked towards Jian Mo and Powell...

The classroom was already crowded, and Gu Beichen's momentum from the bones caught everyone's attention.

"He seems to be the handsome guy who gave the open class today!"

"Look, there is an interview with him online..."

"It's really him, so handsome!"

"..."

The whispering did not disturb Powell and Jian Mo at all. The two of them were chatting happily until Gu Beichen stood aside.

Powell subconsciously looked at Gu Beichen...

At the right time, a cold voice overflowed from Gu Beichen's thin lips: "You have been holding my wife's hand, which is inappropriate!"