Nan Xiyue looked at the girl blankly.

She lowered her head and covered her face with some annoyance. After a long time of calming down, she slowly raised her head and looked at her secretly...

"Xiao Lanlan, are you okay?" She was a little panicked.

Strong cocktails were easier to serve than the ones she had tasted before. Shi Qinglan only felt that her stomach was burning, and her head quickly became dizzy, blinking her eyes in confusion.

Nan Xiyue stretched out her hand and shook her eyes, "Xiao Lanlan?"

"Huh?" Shi Qinglan tilted his head and looked at her, with a few pink flowers floating on her white porcelain face.

The girl blinked innocently and aggrievedly, her clear and blurred eyes smiled like crescents, as if full of stars, "I am not Xiao Lanlan, I am a little rabbit~"

Nan Xiyue: "..." It's over.

She wants to see that chasing his wife in the crematorium is one thing, but being thrown into the crematorium by Shi Qinglan's boyfriend is another.

...

Bo's chaebol.

Bo Yucheng leaned lazily on the back of the seat, his long legs crossed casually, and a black folder was placed on his arms.

He pursed his thin lips, and his eyes drooped slightly to read the contract until the phone on his desk suddenly shook.

"Om——" Bo Yucheng glanced lightly.

Seeing the text message sent by Shi Qinglan, she swiped her fingertips away from the phone screen, "I met your fiancee."

Seeing the text, Bo Yucheng's forehead jumped fiercely, and the folder in his arm fell to the ground in a panic.

When did he have fiancee?

He squeezed the phone tightly and suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart...

But even if he never had a marriage contract with other women, he realized that the girl must have misunderstood.

The man's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and there was a premonition in his heart that he was going to be cold, and he immediately called back the phone with a strong desire to survive...

But at this moment the girl was already drunk.

She was resting on Nan Xiyue's thigh, her slender waist was wrapped around her lotus arm, and her head was rubbed twice, "Xixi~"

Nan Xiyue didn't know whether she was hee he or she was calling her.

She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyebrows with a headache. As the culprit, she regretted now, very regretful...

"Shi Qinglan, get up for me."

Nan Xiyue picked up the soft girl, "A place like a bar is really not suitable for you, come home with me."

"Um..." Shi Qinglan pursed her lips lightly, "No, I want to be greasy, so I won't leave."

She had a soft and soft voice, then she tilted her body presumptuously and lay down directly on the sofa.

Nan Xiyue: "..."

With her hands on her hips, she stared down at the drunk girl lying on the sofa. Seeing her appearance, she couldn't help frowning, thinking that she must not be allowed to stay here all night.

"Shi Qinglan, you are my nemesis!" Nan Xiyue gritted her teeth, and finally decided to contact her man.

But she didn't know Shi Qinglan's lock screen password. She sat back on the sofa and was about to directly enter the code to invade, but she didn't expect Bo Yucheng's phone call to come in first.

"bell--"

Nan Xiyue answered immediately without hesitation.

But before she had time to speak, she heard a deep voice from the phone, which seemed a little anxious.

"Lan Lan, listen to me. I don't have a fiancée. I don't know any other women. You are the only one beside me."

Nan Xiyue: "..."

She has done something wrong and will be forced into dog food.

Forget it, it seems to be her fault.

"That..." She hesitated, "Excuse me first."

Hearing the sound, Bo Yucheng frowned suddenly, his voice suddenly became a bit cold, "Who are you? Where is Lanlan?"

Nan Xiyue squinted and glanced, the girl was lying on the sofa and counting how many hairs she had...

"I... I am her friend."

She frantically organized her language, "She drinks a little too much, are you her boyfriend? Would you like to pick it up?"