Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Knowing that Su Ning'er had to go to work tomorrow, Wen Xi reminded Geng Huaijing not to stay up too late.

"Be considerate, okay?"

Geng Huaijing glanced at the time. It was not yet eleven o'clock and he had not spent enough time with Su Ning'er.

But the current Geng Huaijing is no longer the Geng Huaijing of the past, and he is very receptive to advice.

When he heard that Zhao Lei wanted to order more wine, he immediately gave him a kick:

"That's enough. We have to get up early tomorrow."

Zhao Lei and the others looked at Geng Huaijing in surprise:

"Getting up early? Brother, are you kidding me? Everyone in our group is rushing to get up for lunch. Who gets up early?"

"That's right, the nightlife has just begun."

"Brother Jing, are you okay? Just tell us directly that you don't allow us to spend Sister Ning's money. We understand."

The others thought they were telling the truth and all laughed "Oh oh oh" strangely.

Geng Huaijing wanted to kick everyone:

"Who said you guys have to get up early? Are you the ones who get up early?"

"I mean, your sister Ning and Qianyu have to get up early for work tomorrow."

Only then did the others react.

Ma Bowen uttered a cry:

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Sister Ning has to go to work so we can leave. Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health."

He winked at the others, meaning that they should wait until this show was over and then find another place to continue.

Unless they have to go to the club to play with cars the next day, these guys rarely sleep at night. They are all owls.

Zhao Lei pretended to check the time and said to Su Ning'er in a very sensible manner:

"Sister Ning, it's getting late. Let's call it a day. I'll treat you to dinner later. Xixi and Qianyu can come too."

Others quickly echoed:

"That's right, it's getting late and I'm sleepy."

"Go home early, Brother Jing, you will be responsible for sending Sister Ning home."

Seeing that everyone had finished drinking, Su Ning'er called the waiter to pay the bill, and Geng Huaijing did not compete with her.

Su Ning'er treated him this time, so he would have an excuse to treat her next time.

"Qianyu and I live together. We've called a designated driver. Master Jing, you should take Xixi home."

Cheng Ran is not in Fengcheng, and Wen Xi is really worried about leaving him alone.

Wen Xi was looking for her cell phone. Her phone might have fallen into the crack of the sofa and she couldn't find it.

"I'll go back by myself..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud "bang" from upstairs.

It seemed like something exploded, causing the chandelier on the first floor ceiling to shake violently.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"what happened?"

"Did it explode? What are you standing there for? Run!"

"run!"

"Ning'er, run."

Geng Huaijing pulled Su Ning'er up, Wen Xi pulled Tang Qianyu up, and everyone mixed in the crowd and ran towards the door.

This bar is newly opened and there are quite a lot of people. It's a mess and everyone is stuck inside.

The screams, curses, and cries made people panic.

Su Ning'er smelled something burning. She turned around and saw a lot of thick smoke coming out from the stairs, and people kept rushing out of the smoke.

There's a fire upstairs.

It was Su Ning'er's first time experiencing a fire, and her mind was completely confused.

Fortunately, everyone on the first floor was evacuated safely. Su Ning'er's hand was held tightly by Geng Huaijing, and she herself did not realize that something was wrong.

Geng Huaijing realized it, but he pretended to forget to let go.

Everyone stood across the street, fearing another explosion.

Many waiters in the bar were also evacuated, and someone had already called the fire department.

Standing across the street, you can clearly see that the second floor is on fire, and thick smoke and flames are quickly engulfing the third floor.

Everyone's heart was in their throat. This bar had three floors, and the customers on the second and third floors must not have all evacuated.

A boy in a suit with the name tag "Foreman" stamped his feet anxiously:

"It's over, it's over. Mr. Gong and the others are still on the third floor."

Su Ning'er's heart suddenly tightened, and she subconsciously asked:

"Is it Gong Shenzhi?"