Chapter 897: Ding, your vinegar jar is online! (twenty four)
Later, he reacted slowly and let people stop the wind.
The phone hangs up, Ye Jue sits silently alone, his heart is empty, as if he has lost something.
The heart tightened slightly, and the air seemed to be gradually thinning.
a long time.
When the call came in, Ye Jue pressed the answer with no expression.
The bodyguard replied that Feng Qian beat down all the people who were blocking her, and they failed to stop Feng Qian.
He frowned slightly and pressed the hang up button.
He had never had such an emotion before, as if the world was bleak for a moment.
His world was already dark, and at this moment, it seemed that the only light was gradually fading.
Ye Jue's eyes fell on the wine on the coffee table.
He was not interested in participating in today's auction either, and drank all the wine alone.
I don't know how long it has been.
He just got up and left.
Even after drinking a lot of wine, Ye Jue's face was still white and expressionless, as if nothing had happened.
The neck under his collar was flushed with a thin red, and there were also a few red streaks in his eyes.
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Feng Qian walked alone on the road.
The wine gradually came up.
In the early evening, the setting sun shone diagonally, lengthening the girl's thin figure.
After being drunk, Feng Qian completely lost consciousness.
Dumbly, walking almost hit a street light pole.
A car stopped in front of the girl.
The driver turned on the lights and honked a few times.
The little girl stopped, stopped, and looked at the white car curiously.
The light was a little dazzling, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, and staggered a few steps.
The driver was a middle-aged uncle.
The uncle saw this little girl staggering on the road from a distance, hitting the street light pole several times.
He originally wanted to remind the little girl, but when he approached, he found that the girl's face was red, her eyes were blurred, her steps were vain, and she looked like she was drunk.
The girl is beautiful, and it is not safe to walk on the road alone when drunk.
The uncle driver got out of the car.
"Little girl, let me call you and ask your family to pick you up."
Feng Qian frowned, and faltered a few times before shaking his head: "I have no family."
"Ah? Where's your friend? Your friend can come pick you up."
The girl lowered her head, tugged at the dress on her body with her fingers, and said softly, "I don't have any friends either."
The driver's uncle widened his eyes.
This little girl is too pitiful.
Seeing that the clothes on the little girl seemed to be very expensive, she didn't expect this girl to be so pitiful.
As she talked, there was a big tear in the girl's eyes.
"I... hiccup... I was adopted, I..."
The uncle couldn't help but feel bad when he looked at the pitiful appearance of the little girl.
He comforted: "Girl, don't worry, speak slowly."
Feng Qian nodded, his head dizzy.
She continued, "No one has ever cared about me... There has always been... only me."
The uncle looked distressed and couldn't help rubbing the girl's head.
The little girl burst into tears.
"My lord... my lord, he rarely comes back... he adopted me... but... I hardly see him..."
The little girl sniffed.
The uncle hurriedly took out the tissue and handed it to the girl.
Feng Qian wiped away her tears.
The uncle was a little puzzled: "Sir?"
Could it be that this little girl's adoptive father is an official?
However, it was too much to adopt someone and not take good care of them.
Look at the grievances of other girls.