Yan Jia was so angry that he took two puffs of cigarettes when Ji Changmu was so angry that he knew who Ji Changmu was, otherwise who would have to withstand his temper?

"Old Ji, are you still going up? I promised to play with me tonight and hide here to smoke alone?"

“It’s too noisy upstairs.”

"How can I play if I don't make a noise? There are a few people who are as pure as you... You don't want to chat with you. To be honest, there is a reason why you can't find a wife."

Ji Changmu still had no interest in paying attention to him, just smoked silently.

Seeing that he was still the same, Yan Jia ignored him and went upstairs by himself.

After smoking two cigarettes, Ji Changmu did not continue. The wind penetrated through his thin velvet shirt and it was very cold. He turned his head and went upstairs.

A group of men in the private room were having fun, and they didn't care about speaking, and they said everything.

Seeing that Ji Changmu came over, a man gave up his seat and said, "Old Ji, come on, you lost a lot of money just now."

Ji Changmu sat in his seat again to play cards, playing cards casually, and didn't play them too seriously.

Yan Jia sat at Ji Changmu's hands, and was often unable to get the cards and lost a lot.

Yan Jia couldn't help but irritate Ji Changmu as soon as he lost money. He shuffled the cards while eating the grapes fed by the woman, and snorted coldly: "Old Ji is a man who is cruel and ruthless to his friends. He has only played a few cards and won so much money from us."

"Yan Jia, you are a little stupid." Ji Changmu was not polite.

“…”

OK, OK, he admits.

If he was not stupid, he would not have gone bankrupt in a film and television company.

"Old Ji, aren't you contacting me anymore? You spent a lot of money on her? That pink diamond necklace alone is a priceless treasure."

"Yanjia, no one treats you as a mute if you don't speak."

“…”

Forget it, let’s not talk about it.

After playing a few more cards, Yan Jia's cell phone rang. It was the phone number at home. He didn't care whether he was still in the noisy private room and answered it.

I thought it was called by the housekeeper again, but I didn't expect it was his stupid nephew.

"Uncle Evil, Uncle Evil, where are you?"

Yan Jia took a sip of cigarette: "What are you doing with your second uncle?"

"Mama let Zhouzhou eat eggs, but Zhouzhou is not the same, and Mama will beat Zhouzhou."

Yan Jia knew that this little thing didn't like to eat eggs, so he gloated: "Where did you beat you? Does it hurt? It hurts."

"It hurts... I need to hug my evil uncle so it won't hurt."

"..." Yan Jia couldn't stand the child, so why was he so good at acting coquettish? How could this little thing look like his serious and taciturn brother?

This little thing was not as painful as her father when she was born, and she probably regarded him as her backer.

"Don't hug me, go play."

"Uncle evil bought a train for Zhouzhou."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy you a train, and I'll buy it for you when I go back."

"Uncle Evil is the best."

Yan Jia smiled proudly.

Is he okay? He is not good at all. He threw away his jelly last time. If he is unhappy next time, he will beat him up.

How could he like his eldest brother's son?

Yan Jia hung up the phone and continued to touch the card.

The night is getting deeper.

After the early morning, the club was still noisy and bustling, and the private room was even more noisy, and everyone was not sleepy.

Ji Changmu drank some wine and had a headache. He stood up and took the windbreaker from the hanger and put it on: "I feel a little uncomfortable when you play."

"Old Ji, are you leaving?" Yan Jia said, "Didn't you agree to be all night today?"
Chapter completed!