There was no one in the bar in the afternoon, so it seemed a bit deserted. When Zuo Zimo received Nuan Nuan's call and arrived, Xiang Zimo was already drunk and in a daze.
Seeing the figure walking in at the door, Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but push the woman next to him and said: "Xiang Ziyuan, your husband is looking for you!"
"I don't have a husband!" The woman holding the wine bottle muttered. She changed her position and continued to sleep.
Looking at someone's slightly changed face, Wen Nuan secretly wiped away a cold sweat. While secretly observing someone's reaction, he said: "Yes, yes, you don't have a husband. I made a mistake. Your man is looking for you!"
"I, I don't have a man. From today on, I, I am single!" As he said this, he remembered something sad. He pointed at his chest and sobbed: "Warm, I'm so sad. It hurts here, so good.
It hurts so much that I’m going to die!”
"What are you talking nonsense about? Okay, what about immortality?" Looking at a dark-faced man who had walked behind the two of them, Wen Nuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, wiped cold sweat, and said with a smile: "President,
Don't argue with her, this woman is drunk and talking drunkenly!"
"What happened?" Zuo Zimo couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the drunken woman half-lying on the table, holding a wine bottle and crying.
Wen Nuan shook his head, "I don't know either. She only went to work all morning and then disappeared. When she called me in the afternoon, she was here! She didn't say anything when I asked her, she just kept pulling me.
drink wine."
"How much did you drink?" How could this woman be so drunk?
"Not much. As you know, she has never been a good drinker..." Wen Nuan pursed her lips and pointed at the table. There was a lonely beer bottle on the table, and another one was holding Xiang Ziwan's hand.
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Zuo Zimo didn't know what to say for a moment. He bent down, picked up Xiang Ziyuan, and said to Wen Nuan: "Thank you for informing me. You can go back and rest first! Just leave it to me!"
"Then I'll trouble you. By the way..." Wen Nuan picked up her bag and was about to leave. Something rang out from Leng Bu Nuan, and she couldn't help but stop and remind her: "Her cell phone rang just now, I helped her pick it up.
Yes, it was a call from the cake shop. It seems that this girl ordered the cake there. I have already written down the address."
He handed over a card and said, "When you pass by there later, pick it up for her!"
Driving around to the place where Wen Nuan gave him the address, the waiter handed a packaged cake into Zuo Zimo's hand. While observing the other person's reaction, he smiled and said: "Are you Miss Xiang's husband? This is Miss Xiang's morning
The cake you ordered and the small gift delivered by our store, I wish you a happy wedding!"
"How did you know we just got married?"
The waiter said with a smile: "Miss Xiang said this when she came to our store to order a cake. She said today is her 100th wedding anniversary and asked us to make her a more beautiful cake. She said it was for her husband.
It’s just a surprise for you, sir.”
"I can see that you two must have a very good relationship, especially Miss Xiang. She must love you very much. When she came here, she kept staring at the strawberry cake in our window. She looked like she wanted to buy it, but in the end she decided not to buy it.
If you order this Black Forest Cake, I guess it must be your favorite flavor.”