He Jialuo was stunned for a moment, and without thinking, he ordered Qiu Qianqian: "Follow them over there."

Qiu Qianqian's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what kind of medicine Ma Weiwei was selling in the gourd. The second-generation daughters were all as bright as the stars in the sky. She was no match for them, let alone that Ma Weiwei was the one who got into trouble today.

Master, she has no right to refuse.

He Jialuo put Qiu Qianqian's matter aside for the time being and returned to his brother and Ma Sheng relaxedly.

Ma Sheng looked at his watch, pressed his temple with his long finger, and said with a headache: "The birthday party officially starts at seven o'clock, Weiwei is going to make a fuss."

"Qinglang really won't come today?" He Jiaming's interest was aroused. He swung his wine glass and joked, "I really want to see if he has been in love for so many years as the two girls said.

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"I wonder if he won't call and invite him? You two might as well just get together." Ma Sheng was impatient, "I've been talking about him for so long. Are you suffering from unrequited love?"

"You reminded me." He Jiaming smiled indifferently, as if Ma Sheng's complaint just now had nothing to do with him.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket, twirled it on his fingertips, paced outside the bar, and dialed Situ Qinglang's number.

He Jialuo felt an indescribable frustration in his heart. He felt like he had picked up sesame seeds and lost the watermelon. Especially after he was sure that his sweetheart was so popular, he became even more jealous.

Situ Qinglang still didn't answer the phone as usual, and He Jiaming called him one after another until he finally got impatient.

"What are you doing?" He answered the phone while driving, frowning, "You're full, why are you calling me?"

"You didn't even come to Weiwei for her birthday. It's a pity that she cried and shouted every day to marry you when she was a child."

He Jiaming refused to open any pot, which made Situ Qinglang's already irritable heart even worse.

It is true that Ma Weiwei liked him very much when she was a child, chasing after him every day and calling him "Brother Qinglang", but that was more than ten years ago. When Ma Weiwei grew up, she realized that Qinglang was not her cup of tea.

Why did He Jiaming's feelings change when He Jiaming said it?

"I have something to do." Situ Qinglang wrote lightly.

"How busy are you? The Prime Minister is not as busy as you!" He Jiaming clicked his tongue twice and said, "Okay, buddy, there is something I must share with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"I met a girl today, and she really suited my taste." He Jiaming smacked his lips.

Situ Qinglang narrowed his eyes with disgust: "You started again."

"I'm going to be serious this time, I'm going to chase her." He Jiaming brushed off his previous dandy tone and whispered, "The little girl is reliable, she is Weiwei's friend, her name is Tianxin."

Situ Qinglang thought who he was talking about, but when he suddenly heard Sweetheart's name, his steering wheel tilted and he almost hit the green belt on the roadside.

He stopped the car, stood there blankly, frowned and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Hearing the screeching sound on the phone, He Jiaming already understood something. He raised his eyebrows and ended the conversation early: "The girl is here, hang up."

"Wait -"

Before he finished speaking, He Jiaming had already hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!