Quick Transmigration: The Black Lotus Script Collapses

Chapter 189 Fans Are Missy (35)

Chu Xingran came out of the cubicle with rustling sounds nearby, "Why did you come back so late?"

When I came back, I didn't expect that the other party hadn't come back yet.

"Meet Zhao'an."

"See you, how are you?" Chu Xingran poured a glass from the bottle next to him and placed it on the transparent table.

Her hands were on her knees, and her skirt was rolled up.

"It seems to be capable of doing things very well."

Su Linji sat in a circle next to Chu Xingran, put her white fingers on the hem of the skirt, and put it down carefully.

"feel good."

Su Linji nodded, took a sip of the wine, "That's fine, I've settled the matter between Jindi and your company, they won't say anything, you work hard, tell me as soon as you have something That's it."

He took out a card from his pocket and put it on the table, "There is some money in it, just take this card for whatever you buy, I will put money in it from time to time, no need to save."

The daily necessities of being a celebrity are not cheap. Considering that Su Linji doesn't have a lot of money, all the money he earns should be given to the company that eats the money.

He stood up and picked up his bag, remembered something and turned to ask the man.

"Do you have a license to drive?"

"Yes." Su Linji blinked, and his eyes fell on the woman's face.

"It will be more convenient to drive by yourself in the future." He took out a car key from his bag and put it in the man's hand.

"The car is in the garage."

The hair on the front of the forehead fluttered, and he put his hands behind his ears, and walked on the porcelain floor.

"It's so late, where are you going?" He couldn't adapt to being given these things suddenly.

"I don't come here often, I've already called Auntie Hour for what's the matter."

He turned around and left, leaving Su Linji alone in a mess.

In the following time, An Ziyan did not appear in Su Linji's sight, but was always by his side.

Sitting in the car, Su Linji tapped the screen with his hand, Zhao'an was in the driver's seat, he looked in the rearview mirror, and the laughter came to Su Linji's ears, he looked up at Zhao'an.

"..."

With a chill on his back, Zhao An held back his laughter, "Why didn't An Ziyan reply to your message?"

Su Linji didn't speak, frowned and lowered his head, his fingers kept sliding in the message box.

His complexion is getting worse and worse.

In the past, it was basically women sending messages and replying to messages anytime, anywhere. I don’t know when he took the initiative to report, but it took a long time for the woman to reply with a word.

It's very perfunctory, and I don't have time to ask.

Now he sent a message asking if he has time?The woman didn't message either.

Half an hour has passed.

Squeezing the corners of his mouth, he fixed his eyes on the man next to him.

"Do you know what she's been up to lately?"

"An Ziyan?" An said according to An's proficient name, and secretly glanced at the face of the man sitting behind.

"I don't know either. I'm just a wage earner. How can I know the schedule of the old class?"

Su Linji closed the window, and the night breeze blew on his face, dispelling a lot of the restlessness in his heart.

There were still two movie tickets in his pocket, he thought for a while and took them out, took a rough picture with difficulty under the dim light, and sent them to the woman.

Less than a minute later, the vibration of the mobile phone attracted the man.

He clenched his hands slightly, asked her why she replied so slowly, and looked at her reply with dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)