For One Night with New Boss - Chapter 22
Yang Qingqiao’s first words when he saw Suzuki: “Suzuki, I’m telling you, I broke up with him!”
“Oh, that’s wonderful.” Jane smiled and took him by the shoulders and sat down at the bar. “Come on, I’ll drink with you tonight, I won’t get drunk, Sam, let’s start with two shots of Tequila.”
The way to drink Tequila is very different from the others, the correct way is to sprinkle salt on the tiger’s mouth on the back of your hand, hold the glass with your thumb and forefinger, hold a slice of lemon between your middle and ring fingers, quickly lick a bite of the salt on your tiger’s mouth, and then drink the wine in a single gulp, and then take another bite of the lemon.
It takes skill, and with a neat flourish, Jane and Anne “snapped!” With a quick snap, the empty glass was placed upside down on the bar top, a perfect score.
Yang Qingqiao, who didn’t drink often, couldn’t learn the standard maneuvers, and slightly clumsily disassembled the steps, licking the salt, holding his breath to fill his drink, and picking up the lemon to take a bite.
Spicy and strong alcohol violently burned a whole doll face, as if by a fire from the throat all the way through the chest straight to the stomach, and then to the top of the head up, could not help but dizziness, choked and coughed a few times.
“Daring to drink like this for the first time, I’m really impressed, are you okay?” Jane asked as she patted him on the back.
“No problem, one more.” Yang Qingqiao was rarely stubborn.
With the experience, this time I followed Jane’s action, licked the salt, drank the wine and bit the lemon in one gulp, capped the cup and wiped my mouth, and exclaimed boldly, “Yes!
When he was about to order a third glass, Jane stopped him instead and asked the bartender to switch him to a Coke, not wanting him to drink too aggressively all at once, which would be bad for his health.
“Hello again, Mr. Yang, we meet here again.” Someone who frequents this area came over to greet us.
Yang Qingqiao, who was already a little tipsy, grinned at him, “Hey, Director Wu, you’re here to play too.”
Jane had only one word for this person: “Get out!”
Wu Jiezhi shrugged his shoulders, but really obediently walked away, walked to the outside of the store – pulled out his cell phone, snitching: “Boss, your family that came again, if you’re late, you may have to be packaged up and taken away.
Not bad for the head of corporate security, being a rake-grabber is a handy, peace of mind.
Of course, Yang Qing Qiao will not know that their whereabouts have been betrayed, the look seems to be exuberant and Suzuki nonsense chat, never mention anything about Zheng Yan, vaguely can be sniffed out a little taste of self-loathing.
Some people are like that, they don’t cry when they’re sad, they don’t yell when they’re angry, they hide their true emotions with an unusually high level of laughter. It’s not that they’re not honest, but they don’t know or dare to express it directly, perhaps as a cowardly escape, but the hidden sadness and anger are real and hurt.
Jian Yi An looked at him like this and suddenly said sincerely, “Xiao Qiao, I really want to pursue you and seriously date you.”
Yang Qingqiao suddenly quieted down, staring at the ice cubes floating on the dark brown sugar water, unable to catch his words for a moment.
He could have happily accepted someone else’s advances, or just agreed to go out with them and become a full-fledged lover, but he was still confused and couldn’t accept a new relationship right away, which meant that he still had expectations for Jung Yeon.
On that day, Zheng Yan could be said to have raped him, hurt him, and frightened him so much that he should have hated him, and even if he had once felt love, he should have run away in fear and found it difficult to forgive easily.
On the other hand, Zheng Yan still can not control the heart of the mind, also simply did not think of the original forgiveness. A different way to say well, sheep simple-minded, the kind of love and hate what mess, too complex, not included in the scope of his thinking, his troubles and disturbances are equally simple, just the average person after the loss of love and sadness.
Really, seriously will lose, love to card tragic death, otherwise where in society again and again by the domestic violence but refused to break up and divorce the couple of grievances? Unwilling or not, hate in love or not, human emotion is always very difficult to use common sense to estimate.
Like Yang Qingqiao at this time, even his own touch do not understand his own thoughts, love each other’s feelings is not what he seeks? Obviously put in front of the eyes, pick up can be happy happy, why still hesitate?
Hey, again the ghost hit the bull’s-eye, in fact, what he needs, just one person to break through this mess for him.
So here comes Jung Yen.
With his beautiful new love boy in tow, the two of them immediately attracted a lot of attention when they walked into First One side by side, including Yang Qingqiao and Jane Yian.
The narrow way is a good way to get to the top.
Yang Qingqiao’s eyes immediately darkened, his heart clenched, a nameless resentment then rushed up, shouting to the bartender, “Give me another glass of Tequila!”
I don’t know if Zheng Yan did it on purpose, but he and Liang Xilun sat at the other end of the bar, almost face to face with Yang Qingqiao and Jian Yu’an.
As for Wu Jiezhi, people flashed far away, on the one hand to avoid the disaster, on the other hand, secretly observe these people stirred up, ready to jump out to mediate or escort.
However, if the real fight, not to mention the two seemingly powerless small recipient of the gentleman, Zheng Yan and Jane again An’s hands he had all learned, are not the soft shrimp of the fist fist.
Jian Yu An’s face sank as well, glancing coldly at them before taking a tissue to wipe the corner of Yang Qing Qiao’s mouth and touching his hair, deliberately making an intimate gesture.
“Suzuki, do you really like me?” Yang Qingqiao asked.
“That’s right, I really like you.”
“So, kiss me, I want to know how different it feels to kiss someone else.”
It was an obvious act of gambling, but Jane laughed without thinking, “Really? Then I’m welcome.”
“You don’t have to be polite, kiss as much as you can, kissing doesn’t cost anything.” Yang Qing Qiao’s sanity was obviously half drunk.
Jane leaned in close, and the moment she kissed her lips, the crunch of broken glass came from across the room, followed by a murmur of panicked tidying up.
Who, who broke the cup so carelessly?
Finally dipped into the sweet, Jane again Ann happy, a kiss is not enough, and then a kiss, so cupped his cheeks, want to deepen the degree of kissing, to be angry at someone sitting across the table.
Yang Qingqiao, however, suddenly pushed him away and murmured and whispered, “It’s not the same …… it’s not the same ……”
“Should we go?” Jane asked tentatively.
“I don’t want to go home yet.”
“You can come over to my side.”
“I’d like to sit down again.” Yang Qingqiao said, asking the bartender for another martini, the one he’d had the first time he’d been here, two pale green olives in a crystal clear liquid.
He didn’t think martinis were good, in fact, he thought all alcohol was bad, and every one he just drank choked him to the point of wanting to weep.
Drink-dazed eyes crossed the space in the center of the bar and threw themselves at Zheng Yan sitting across from him, as if reenacting the scene of their first meeting, the difference being the state of mind, and the look in Yang Qing Qiao’s eyes.
Last time it was anticipation and fear of being hurt, this time it’s confusion and …… jealousy …… How can he let someone lean on him like that? What’s the point of touching a child’s butt? Get your paws off his chest!
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Sheepy is finally getting mad! Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha!
