Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 9: I have her in my heart (2)

At two o'clock in the morning, the bar street by the Yanhe River is still brightly lit.

In the night bar at the end of the street, a dance song was finished, the DJ was changing the disc, and the dancing men and women had already left the stage and flocked to the bar to sit.

But on the far left of the bar, there is the largest group of people. A handsome man with slightly long bangs and a little narcissistic smile said with a grin: "Everyone has seen the hot search tonight. I, Bo Yan's high school classmate, a buddy for more than ten years. He said he used to like it. One person has been dumped again. Don't believe me guys. I tell you, it's not the first time he's been dumped, this is the second time tonight."

The people drinking next to him giggled, and no one took the bartender's hilarity seriously. A young man smiled and said, "You are Bo Yan's high school classmate, and I'm still Xia Siyu's current husband."

"I'm really his high school classmate."

"I really am her current husband."

True-Xia Siyu's current husband suddenly appeared, startling the bartender. Bo Yan changed into a jacket, a baseball cap, and a pair of large black-rimmed glasses on his face. In the dimly lit bar, little attention was paid.

VIP room.

The bartender came in with a plate, Bo Yan sat comfortably on the sofa and looked at his phone, his long legs folded comfortably. The jacket on him has been unzipped, and the white shirt inside has been unbuttoned two buttons. Hearing the voice of the bartender coming in, he didn't lift his head, just stretched out his hand, the gesture meant: bring the wine.

The bartender asked: "Can you drink? Do you have an announcement tomorrow? Aren't you afraid of a swollen face?"

Bo Yan still didn't reply, and his fingers in mid-air moved.

The bartender poured him a glass of whisky with a speechless face, and according to his preference, he took two ice cubes from the ice bucket into it, and handed the glass to his hand. Bo Yan took it and shook the glass gently. The amber-colored wine swayed in the square glass, and the ice cubes inside were like crystals, making a crisp sound as he swayed.

He picked up the glass and drank it. After drinking, the hand stretches forward, which means: pour another glass.

The disgust on the bartender's face was even stronger, and he filled him with an unhappy face.

Bo Yan finished the drink again and let out a long breath. But the dark color between the eyebrows did not stretch, as if it was even more condensed.

The bartender poured himself a glass and took a sip. As soon as I finished drinking, I began to complain: "If you come over in the future, can you let me know in advance? You are a bit famous now, so I'm not prepared for a surprise attack like this. If you are recognized and cause any disturbance, I will Are you still doing business at night?"

Bo Yan raised his pupils: "This is it?"

"What do you mean? My business is very good, okay! The location of the wharf is not very good at two in the middle of the night. With this kind of attendance, is it good?" The wine, poured it for him, and poured a glass of himself, "I said, why are you in the mood to come over for a drink today? Was it stimulated by someone? She said that it is impossible to cooperate, and it is impossible to cooperate with you in this life? "

Bo Yan ignored him, finished drinking, picked up chopsticks, took a peanut, and chewed it gently in his mouth.

The bartender also threw a peanut in his mouth and said vaguely as he ate it, "Or did you feel unhappy about her scandal two days ago?"