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Chapter 41

Bai Weiwei's mouth was slightly raised. She took a glass and took a few sips, but she didn't dare to drink too much.

She had to go to the company the next day. She had a lot of work to do on her shoulder. She couldn't be capricious and had to take a few drinks.

"Vivi, I'll go to the bathroom." Tang Lele drank too much, stood up and said.

"Go." Bai Weiwei glanced at Tang Lele and smiled.

After Tang Lele left, Bai Weiwei drank a few drinks without a mouthful. Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure at the door of the bar.

Qin Yihan and Gu Feifei ca in from the door.

Qin Yihan, like before, has no superfluous expression on his face, and the girls around him look good-looking and wear sexy clothes. They walk and jump. They look very excited.

"Yihan, over there, my friends over there!" Gu Feifei held Qin Yihan's hand, pulled Qin Yihan through the crowd and walked towards the upper card seat here.

Bai Weiwei suddenly felt uncomfortable, and her heart seed stuffy.

She couldn't control her sight and looked in the direction of Qin Yihan.

She watched Qin Yihan sit next to Gu Feifei, and then said hello to the people at that table patiently, and the people at that table were screaming excitedly.

Gu Feifei looked even more proud.

Bai Weiwei was suddenly a little flustered.

My hands trembled inexplicably, and I couldn't hold the wine cup stably. I wanted to take my eyes off and have a drink, but I couldn't hold the wine cup.

What's the matter with her?

She shouldn't be like this. Why should she be nervous and uncomfortable?

Qin Yihan is not you. He is just the object of your contract. When you see him with others, why are you angry and uncomfortable?

Bai Weiwei was a little upset. She could feel that she was angry.

But she also knew that she had no reason and was not qualified to be angry with Qin Yihan. The contract said clearly that she could not fall in love with Qin Yihan, and Qin Yihan would not love her.

To put it bluntly, she's just a sex tool in his bed.

What feelings can tools have.

When Tang Lele ca back from the bathroom, Bai Weiwei had tried to adjust her feelings.

However, even so, the feeling in my heart is beyond my control.

"Weiwei, are you okay?" Tang Lele felt that Bai Weiwei looked a little wrong and hurriedly asked.

"Nothing." Bai Weiwei smiled. "I'll go to the bathroom, too."

"Then go." Tang Lele looked at Bai Weiwei suspiciously.

A person who was very happy and excited just now beca worried as soon as she ca out of the bathroom, as if she had sothing on her mind.

It's inexplicable.

Bai Weiwei was walking in the passage to the bathroom, and she was a little out of her mind.

She didn't notice that soone was following her behind her. A man with a narrow color always followed her, licking his dry lips as he walked.

"Beauty, go slowly." The man reached out to pull Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei was startled by a sudden hand. She suddenly looked up and saw a man slling of wine looking at herself with a kind of squint.

She dodged to the side. Bai Weiwei wanted to move on, but the man suddenly ran in front of her and blocked her way.

"I'll buy you a drink?" The man asked.

"... neuropathy." Bai Weiwei frowned and went to the side to go around.

But the man didn't an to get out of the way at all. He directly blocked Bai Weiwei's way. Where Bai Weiwei went, he also went there, so that Bai Weiwei couldn't go forward.

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