readytorunbook Chapter 238 Relax at the bar at night
Chapter 238 Relax at the bar at night
Jiang Shiwen glanced at Ming Nanjin who was getting on the car, and his uneasiness became stronger. Finally, he turned his head to look at the rooftop just now. The moment he saw it, Jiang Shiwen's pupils suddenly shrank. He actually saw Ming Yechen again.
When did Ming Yechen appear? Jiang Shiwen was talking to Ming Nanjin for just a few seconds, when did he appear?
Jiang Shiwen felt that Ming Yechen was a little scary for a moment. After all, he was able to make Ming Nanjin, the number one killer on the dark web, not notice that he was being monitored, which showed how clever his methods were.
Jiang Shiwen knew very little about Ming Yechen, and didn't even know what Ming Yechen's personality was like. And Ming Nanjin would be even less likely to understand Ming Yechen, as he hated Ming Yechen to the core and would never have anything to do with him.
They had very little information about Ming Yechen, which made Jiang Shiwen and the others feel a little scared.
"Brother, why are you standing there in a daze? What are you looking at? Have you taken a fancy to any pretty girl? If so, tell me and I'll get her contact information for you." Jiang Shiyu stuck his head out of the passenger window and spoke loudly to Jiang Shiwen.
Jiang Shiwen didn't give Jiang Shiyu any time to react and punched him instead.
Jiang Shiyu quickly covered his nose, his face full of shock.
"Fuck, what are you doing?"
Jiang Shiyu said a swear word without thinking.
Jiang Shiwen glared at Jiang Shiyu and said coldly: "If you lean closer again, I will pull out your tongue." Jiang Shiyu was so scared that he quickly retracted his head.
Yan Zeyu sat in the driver's seat, looking at Jiang Shiyu's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help but find it funny. This is the result of having an itchy mouth.
Ming Yechen returned to the classroom with slightly heavy steps. His tall figure cast a gloomy aura under the sunlight.
He walked straight to the last row of the classroom, as if it was his exclusive territory, with an inviolable aura.
The teacher continued teaching at the podium, as if he didn't hear Ming Yechen coming in, as if he didn't see him at all.
After Ming Yechen sat down, he stared at the phone in his hand, but his thoughts had already drifted away. Ming Nanjin's face kept appearing in his mind, and every detail was like a sharp thorn, piercing his heart.
When he thought of Ming Nanjin, his face was instantly filled with hatred, and that hatred was like a surging tide that almost drowned him.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes flashed with anger, and his clenched teeth showed his inner unrest.
Next to him, a boy sat quietly. This boy was a follower who often followed Ming Yechen. He had been paying attention to the changes in Ming Yechen's expression. Seeing Ming Yechen's hateful look, he was puzzled.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Chen, I saw that guy with tattoos all over his hands in school today. Is he someone you know, Brother Chen?"
When Ming Yechen heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It's just a dog driven out by the Ming family."
The tone was full of disdain and disgust, as if the mention of the name Ming Nanjin made him feel sick.
After hearing this, the little follower secretly speculated about the entanglement between the man with tattoos on his hands and Ming Yechen, but he did not dare to ask more. He just sat aside quietly, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from Ming Yechen.
In this depressing atmosphere, the little follower felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest and he could hardly breathe.
He really couldn't bear it any longer, so he carefully raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the teacher who was concentrating on the lecture at the podium.
The teacher's eyes were fixed on the textbook and he didn't notice his little movements at all.
The little follower calmed down a bit, and quickly moved closer to Ming Yechen beside him, lowering his voice and saying anxiously: "Brother Chen, let's not think about these troubles. Do you want to go out and have some fun tonight?"
Ming Yechen was originally immersed in his own hateful thoughts, but was interrupted by the words of his little follower. He slowly retracted his drifting thoughts and turned his head slightly to face the little follower.
The stern face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he asked in a cold tone: "Where are you going?"
When the little follower heard Ming Yechen's response, he immediately became excited and said quickly, "Brother Chen, let's go out for a drink and relax. We've been feeling really depressed lately."
After hearing this, Ming Yechen did not answer immediately, but remained silent. There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was weighing something.
The little follower looked at Ming Yechen nervously, not daring to breathe, fearing that his proposal would be rejected. After a long while, Ming Yechen nodded slightly, which was considered as agreeing to the little follower.
Seeing that Ming Yechen did not refuse immediately, the little follower was delighted and hurriedly continued, "Brother Chen, let's go to that bar we often go to. The atmosphere there is good and it will definitely help us relax."
Ming Yechen lowered his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he nodded slightly.
As soon as the get out of class was over, the little follower couldn't wait to pack up his things and said to Ming Yechen excitedly, "Brother Chen, let's go." Ming Yechen stood up slowly, still expressionless, but that stern face seemed full of majesty to the little follower.
They walked out of the classroom together, attracting the attention of many classmates along the way. However, Ming Yechen seemed to ignore these gazes and walked straight out of the school.
At this time, Ming Nanjin brought Xiao Chengcheng to Manjing Kiss. The store had soft lighting and soothing music, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere. They walked into the familiar private room, which was decorated exquisitely and elegantly, and the decorative paintings on the wall exuded an artistic atmosphere.
Jiang Shiwen had already thoughtfully prepared a bunch of snacks for Xiao Chengcheng. Xiao Chengcheng was like a cute elf, sitting upright on a chair, holding the little bear tightly in his arms.
Her big eyes sparkled like bright stars as she carefully selected what snacks to eat. Jiang Shiwen glanced at Xiao Chengcheng tenderly, his eyes full of doting.
Afterwards, he quickly sat down next to Ming Nanjin and asked Ming Nanjin about what happened today with a slightly serious expression: "Jin, what kind of person is Ming Yechen?"
Ming Nanjin was also immersed in his thoughts about Ming Yechen at the moment. Hearing Jiang Shiwen's words, he was slightly stunned, and a trace of confusion flashed across his handsome face.
He had never cared about this matter, and had never even tried to understand Ming Yechen.
In his memory, he used to feel disgusted whenever he saw Ming Yechen, so he would not go out of his way to learn about Ming Yechen. Now, when Jiang Shiwen suddenly asked him this, he really couldn't answer.
"Ming Yechen? Have you seen him today?"
Jiang Shiyu, who had just picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip, was surprised when he heard his brother's words.
His handsome face was slightly distorted in surprise, his eyes widened. "Fuck, when did you see him? Why didn't you tell me? I'll fucking beat him in the face!"
Jiang Shiyu's anger rose when Ming Yechen was mentioned. He held the wine glass tightly, and veins popped out on the back of his hand. It was mainly because of Ming Nanjin's matter that made him so angry. His angry look was like a little lion about to explode.