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Two days later, Fang Ziqin flew from Beijing-Hong Kong Airport to Yuncheng.

She planned to stay in Yuncheng for six days, and with the round trip, nine days of vacation would be enough time.

She wanted to see if the snow in Cangshan Mountain would really last all year round, and if the moon in Erhai Lake would be rounder.

After a nearly four-hour flight, we arrived at Yuncheng at five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun sets in the west and the morning glow fills the sky.

Fang Ziqin took a photo against the wind. Her face was blurred by the wind, and she was about to upload it to Moments.

Caption: There must be at least two impulses in life.

A desperate love.

A trip that just goes away.

When she pressed publish, she hesitated for a second, and finally pulled Zhou Zhan out of sight.

Travel all the way from Dali to Lijiang, and then from Lugu Lake to Shangri-La.

On the eighth day, Fang Ziqin went to Yuncheng and headed back home.

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As late at night, the entire city of Beijing and Hong Kong is lit up with neon lights, and desires are flying.

Night bar.

"One, two...five..."

In the private room, the chandeliers were spinning beautifully, and the sound of singing and dancing was mixed with the sound of counting.

"Sister Jiao, if you drink from me, I guarantee that my uncle will come to pick you up."

Ji Jiacheng, who was over seventy years old, shook his wine glass and said, "I said so."

Cheng Jiao ignored the meaningful glances from others, raised her head with the wine in her hand, and downed the glass.

After the fourth cup in a row, she stopped: "Ji Jiacheng, are you bluffing me?"

"I promise, okay?" Ji Jiacheng raised his hand and put it on his head.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Hiccup..." He burped: "Because I think you have the potential to be my aunt."

The speaker is intentional, and the listener is also intentional.

These words made Cheng Jiao's heart flutter with excitement.

As soon as she picked up the wine glass, the door to the private room was opened, and a dazzling white light was projected in.

The mess, chaos and smog in the entire private room were clearly illuminated.

Zhou Zhan stood at the door against the light, holding on to the doorknob, his face ashen.

Behind him was Shen Zhaoqing, who softly shouted: "Jia Cheng!"

It seemed that someone was alerted, got up and took away the wine bottle on the wine table.

It spread all over the floor with a "pop" sound, and just splashed on Ji Jiacheng's face.

He was so drunk that he couldn't even open his eyes and was knocked unconscious. He pointed in the direction of Zhou Zhan: "Look... talk about Cao Cao... Cao Cao is vomiting..."

Cheng Jiao was dumbfounded and didn't react for a moment.

It was Shen Zhaoqing who came in and pulled the man up from the floor where the wine was dripping: "Ji Jiacheng, get up quickly."

"Brother-in-law, good separation, good separation..."

He hugged Shen Zhaoqing's thigh and murmured.

Zhou Zhan was standing at the door, his face was too dark and gloomy, and the knuckles on the doorknob were turning white.

"What's wrong with you?"

Shen Zhaoqing was so angry that he picked up the water bottle on the table and poured it on his face.

Cold water flows down the head.

Ji Jiacheng woke up a little and could barely recognize the person: "Uncle, are you here?"

He stood up and looked at Cheng Jiao: "No matter what I say, people will definitely come."

"Go back with me."

Zhou Zhan walked in the door, his voice was extremely low-pitched.

"Brother-in-law, today is my birthday... Give me some face and have a drink with Sister Jiao."

Ji Jiacheng held the wine glass and stumbled towards him.

The wine spilled on his white shirt, staining it with a small hop blossom.

Zhou Zhan had always doted on him, so he couldn't bear to say: "Okay."

"Sister Jiao, where's your wine!" Ji Jiacheng shouted from inside the room when no one was in sight.

"Here it is!"

Cheng Jiao filled up the wine and came forward with it excitedly: "Brother Zhan, I asked Jiacheng to help me because I didn't make the date until I asked you to do it. Don't blame him."

She is the only daughter of the Cheng family and is considered a daughter of a famous family in Beijing and Hong Kong.

To outsiders, Li Lijiao looks very domineering, but in front of Zhou Zhan, her appearance seems to have changed.

He didn't even dare to raise his head.

Ji Jiacheng felt confused after drinking, so he grabbed Cheng Jiao and dragged her towards Zhou Zhan.

She threw herself into his arms with both herself and the wine.

In order to prevent the two of them from falling to the ground together, Zhou Zhan was forced to put his arms around Cheng Jiao's waist.
Chapter completed!