The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1043 - 431: Who Is Ning Wan? (4,000 Words)_2

However, when she chased him into the bar, she couldn’t see Lu Jingchen anywhere. There were people coming and going everywhere, but she couldn’t find Lu Jingchen.

Her heart was full of dissatisfaction, and she even wanted to rush into the private rooms to search, knowing that Lu Jingchen definitely wouldn’t allow it, but she didn’t have the guts.

She made a silent decision in her heart: when CK Group starts recruiting, she will definitely apply.

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When Lu Jingchen found Xi Mohan, as soon as he opened the door to the private room, the strong smell of alcohol hit him hard. Even though he usually liked to drink, the current intense smell made him involuntarily furrow his brow.

His deep, dark eyes scanned the room quickly, and soon he saw Xi Mohan sitting alone in the private room.

Perhaps he just came to drink, so he didn’t call for any hostess or special services. He was the only person in the private room, and there were already quite a few empty bottles on the table.

Lu Jingchen looked at Xi Mohan, unsure if this guy was drunk. But seeing all those bottles, he knew at a glance that he definitely had a lot to drink and wouldn’t be in a good state.

He walked over and stopped in front of him, looked down at the man who seemed to be closing his eyes with his hand on his forehead, and finally couldn’t help but kick his feet on the ground, chuckling, "You can actually fall asleep in a place like this? Now that I’m here, aren’t you going to wake up? Stop pretending."

Calculating it carefully, it seemed like it had been many years since he last saw Xi Mohan drunk.

Back then, when Song Qiao left, he himself got drunk countless times and was seen by this man, and thinking about it still made him feel uneasy.

Now, finally seeing Xi Mohan drunk, he had to take the opportunity to find some sort of equilibrium with this man.

After kicking twice, Xi Mohan, who had been holding his hand above his forehead, suddenly let it drop, his eyes showing a hint of dazedness due to drinking too much, gazing at Lu Jingchen. His lips parted and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Can’t you just sit down quietly now that you’re here?"

Lu Jingchen looked down at him, his expression in his eyes unclear, but he let out a sneer and said, "Do you think I want to come to this damn place? I really don’t understand how you found this place."

Xi Mohan sat up straight, took the bottle from the table, poured himself a glass, and then poured another clean glass for Lu Jingchen, saying, "I don’t know either, it just felt familiar when I passed by, like I’ve been here before, and that’s why I came in."

His voice and tone made it seem like he was discussing something inexplicable.

In reality, even he couldn’t understand why he felt familiarity with this place, it felt incredible just thinking about it—had he really been to such a place?

But even if he didn’t believe it, once he entered, he intuitively knew his way around, found the front desk, the private room, and even the restroom at the end, all of which confirmed he really had been here.

Yet in his memory, he had no impression at all.

Upon hearing Xi Mohan’s words, Lu Jingchen froze for a moment, then a rather unbelievable thought came to him.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed Ning Wan almost had an incident at a very ordinary bar a few years ago. At that time, even though Xi Mohan disliked Ning Wan, he still canceled a very important meeting and went to that bar to save Ning Wan.

Now thinking about it, Lu Jingchen was starting to suspect that the bar where Ning Wan had troubles was likely this one...

Though not certain, his subconscious already believed so.

He sat down beside Xi Mohan, looked up as he saw him pick up the glass and start drinking again, and immediately reached over to snatch it away, saying, "You clearly know your health isn’t good, yet you drink so much. Are you tired of living?"

Looking at his empty hand, Xi Mohan turned to glance at Lu Jingchen, who had already snatched his glass away and placed it on the table. He didn’t try to grab it back, but instead asked out of nowhere, "Tell me, why do people even bother getting married to other women?"