The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Lan Weiyu glanced at Luo Sirao who was beside Fang Qiyan, bit her lip, and said with a blushing face, "Can you come here for a while? I have something to tell you."

Fang Qiyan raised his eyebrows, let go of Luo Sirao, and walked aside with him, pretending to be impatient and said: "Say something quickly."

Lan Weiyu took out a bank card from his pocket and put it in Fang Qiyan's hand. Fang Qiyan looked at him blankly, frowned and said, "What do you mean?" , Carry has too much money...I don't make that kind of money." Lan Weiyu raised her head, looking at Fang

Qi Yan.

Fang Qiyan was very angry and sneered, he never thought that the reason why he called him back was to return his bank card, what kind of arrogance are you pretending to be?

Fang Qiyan was very angry, and he didn't understand why he was so angry. He looked at Lan Weiyu condescendingly, and said coldly: "It's just such a small matter? There's not much money here, so why call me here? "Lan Weiyu glanced at the tall blond man, and said seriously: "He is your boyfriend, right? What happened last night... You definitely don't want him to know, I understand, it's just a spur of the moment, I won't bother you."

When Lan Weiyu said this, he suppressed the bitterness in his heart. After all, he was no longer Fang Qiyan's person, and the mistake of last night should be buried in his heart.Fang Qiyan was irritated, he was really considerate, was it just a spur of the moment last night?Don't want to cause trouble for his boyfriend?Is Lan Weiyu too considerate, or doesn't care about him at all? !The latter guess made Fang Qiyan feel agitated. He sneered and said, "Does your brother need money in America?" weakness.

After hesitating for a long time, Lan Weiyu still firmly said: "I can't take this money, I don't make that kind of money."

Fang Qiyan looked at him for a long time, then put the card into Lan Weiyu's palm, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, this is not the money I slept with you, you keep the money, I have other things , I want you to do it." Lan Weiyu took a few steps back, he didn't quite understand what Fang Qiyan was talking about.

Fang Qiyan turned around and left, Luo Sirao took his arm and said, "Where are you going? The hotel or your home?"

"The hotel, the Presidential Suite at the Hilton Hotel, the environment is nice."

Lan Weiyu looked at the two people's backs walking away, and sighed. After the night shift, Lan Weiyu walked out of the night addiction bar gate, and saw Qin Lian squatting on the side of the road throwing up, and Chen Shuo had vomit on his shoulder, with a disgusted expression on his face. Pat him on the back.