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Chapter 017: I Can't Communicate

Zhou Zile finally couldn't hold it back and secretly gave Shen Chu a thumbs up behind Bo Mu Nian's back.

Shen Chu raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Is there anything else, Mr. Bo?"

Shen Chu downplayed it, as if she was not the one who angered him just now.

Bo Mu Nian looked at her with a cold face, took one last look at her, turned around and left expressionlessly.

"I beg you to listen, I beg you to watch it? The whole audience is shouting that it's awesome, but you don't know how to appreciate it. I think if you don't need your ears and eyes, you can donate them to people in need!"

Chen Xiao sighed and beeped quietly.

Zhou Zile also felt that Bo Mu Nian was too disappointing, but after all, he was his childhood best friend for more than 20 years. After struggling for a while, he turned around and followed Bo Mu Nian.

But before leaving, he couldn't bear to part with it: "Hey, Shen Chu, I also like to play rock and roll. Can we communicate some other time?"

Chen Xiao rolled his eyes: "We, Xiaowu, are not from the same group as you, so we can't communicate."

These words seemed familiar, and Zhou Zile quickly remembered that this was not what those famous ladies said insinuating Shen Chu at previous gatherings?

Although he didn't speak, he looked on coldly, which was equivalent to acquiescing to these words.

Now that Chen Xiao used these words to refute him, Zhou Zile touched his nose a little sarcastically: "Let's go first."

Shen Chu doesn't have the leisure to communicate without communication.

What's more, Zhou Zile and Bo Mu Nian were on the same side, and Shen Chu didn't even think of saying another word to him.

Before leaving, Zhou Zile couldn't help but look back. Shen Chu was chatting with her bands, and the handsome lead singer helped her change a drink.

Gee, that's quite considerate.

Zhou Zile averted his gaze and quickly caught up with Bo Mu Nian.

The old man had already walked out of ONE, and Zhou Zile ran after him: "Are you walking so fast, are you afraid that you can't help but look back?"

Hearing his words, Bo Mu Nian gave him a cold sided glance.

Zhou Zile smiled: "Don't tell me, Shen Chu's boyfriend is quite considerate to her."

Bo Mu Nian frowned, remembering the man who handed Shen Chu tissues.

His dark eyes darkened, and he opened the car door: "Is something wrong?"

"You're already here, why don't you have a drink?"

What responded to him was that Bo Mu Nian left without mercy.

Zhou Zile stood on the side of the road, looking at the black car speeding away, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Is it possible to take a car out to relax in your later years?

If I say this, I probably won’t believe it myself in my later years.

This is interesting.

It seems that his childhood has no feelings for Shen Chu, his ex-wife.

Zhou Zile clicked his tongue lightly and planned to turn around and go in to find Shen Chu. After taking two steps, he thought about it and decided to forget it. Shen Chu didn't seem to like him very much now.

However, Bo Mu Nian regretted his trip very much. Zhou Zile was irritating him both inside and outside, because he just felt that he had feelings for Shen Chu.

emotion?

When he chose Shen Chu, it was just an accident that happened to be that night, and he happened to be missing a wife.

But after three years of marriage, is it really indifferent?

Obviously not. Thinking of the gentle man standing next to Shen Chu, Bao Nian felt a little irritated.

He pulled over and parked the car, opened the window, put his hand on the window and lit a cigarette with his head down.

As the cigarette smoke lingered, the man's face was as cold as the moonlight.

They are both divorced. Does Shen Chu have a boyfriend? What does it have to do with him?

No one bothers himself!
Chapter completed!
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