"Mr. Ji said it would be charged to his account," the bartender said.

"It's just a small amount of money." Ji Ziyuan said calmly.

As Ji Ziyuan, Song Qingrui no longer bothered with the money, "Thank you, I'll take her and leave first."

He hugged Lin Fanyue sideways, Lin Fanyue's head rubbed in his arms, and then fell asleep peacefully.

Song Qingrui tightened her arms, hugged Lin Fanyue and left.

Ji Ziyuan wasn't in the mood to stay any longer. He turned around and left the club. After getting in the car, he took out Ning Lexia's mobile phone from his pocket. It was white and didn't even have a phone case.

He has seen too many women with mobile phone cases that are either pink or shiny. Only hers is simple and does not look like a woman's mobile phone at all.

For some reason, Ruan Yan's previous appearance suddenly flashed through his mind.

So I drove to Fanyu Film and Television Company.

As soon as he entered the president's office, Du Xuan was extremely surprised and said: "Hey, what kind of wind blew Mr. Ji here today? Wait, I'm not dazzled, why is there a woman's bag hanging on your hand?"

Ji Ziyuan threw the bag on the table, "It's Ruan Yan's."

"Why did her bag fall into your hands?" Du Xuan's eyes suddenly became strange and ambiguous, "Could you guys..."

"I'm overthinking it. When I went to the club, I saw her drinking inside. She was completely drunk." Ji Ziyuan glanced at him lightly, "These artists in the company should be taken care of. If they are photographed by reporters,

, another lot of trouble."

Du Xuan was extremely surprised, "No way, Ruan Yan usually drinks when attending social events, but he has a good drinking capacity and rarely gets drunk."

"Do you think I'm lying?" Ji Ziyuan clicked the bag on the table, "You're not drunk, so you won't even remember to take the bag when you leave?"

"Of course I won't question Mr. Ji's words. I'm just worried that this girl Ruan Yan won't encounter any emotional troubles again."

After Du Xuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt the air getting colder.

"Emotional troubles?" Ji Ziyuan smiled sinisterly, "Is she looking for a man?"

"Of course not." Du Xuan shivered suddenly, "Maybe there are other worries, I'll call and ask..."

"Don't call, I have her mobile phone." Ji Ziyuan crossed his legs and said lazily, "But if she wants the mobile phone, you ask her to come to me to get it in person."

Du Xuan: "..."

Why does he feel that Master Ji is playing tricks on him?

"Remember to tell her about the fun."

Ji Ziyuan left immediately after speaking.

Du Xuan was speechless, so why did he come here just to deliver Ruan Yan's bag and file a complaint?

But walking so fast, he didn't even have time to tell Ji Ziyuan about Tang Qin.'

After thinking about it, he called Ruan Yan's agent Zhao Hong, "Don't you have the key to Ruan Yan's house? Send this package to her."

Zhao Hong also had something to do and didn't find time to go to Ruan Yan's apartment until evening.

At first she knocked on the door but no one answered. Then she opened the door with a spare key and went in. She saw Ruan Yan curled up on the sofa, her face was pale, her whole body was shaking, her eyes were closed, her hair was wet, and even her clothes were wet.

Zhao Hong was startled and touched her forehead and found that it was extremely hot.

She hurriedly dialed the ambulance number and sent the person to the hospital.

...

Ji's old house.

When Ji Ziyuan was swimming in the swimming pool, his cell phone rang.

He swam over, pressed connect, and turned on the speakerphone. Du Xuan's voice came out, "Mr. Ji, when you met Ruan Yan at the club today, you didn't do anything to her, right?"

"What do you mean?" Ji Ziyuan wiped the water from his face and sounded unhappy.


Chapter completed!