Landing On My Heart Chapter 86.3

At eleven o’clock, he yawned, which shocked the people around again.

“Little President Yan, are you sleepy?”

Yan’an nodded: “A little bit.”

These days, he has been working very regularly at home, and at eleven o’clock he has to rush a patient to bed on time. Because he has nothing to do, he naturally has no choice but to sleep too.

After finishing speaking, he sent a message to Zheng You’an.

[Yan’an]: Are you at home already?

[Zheng You’an]: No, we are still chatting. Some people from the movie industry have come.

[Yan’an]: Oh.

He put away his mobile phone and glanced downstairs casually. In a glance, there seemed to be a woman under the DJ stage who looked familiar.

He couldn’t resist looking a few more times.

A few seconds later, he walked towards the railing.

“Little President Yan, what are you doing?”

A man followed him, looking down along his line of sight and his eyes were fixed on the female DJ on the stage too.

“Nothing.”

There are too many people below. Fashionably dressed men and women come and go. Yan’an is so dazzled, so he just turns around and walks back.

However, the man just now took it into his eyes, and very attentively went to do things for him.

A few minutes later, a woman with an enchanting figure came up.

“This is Little President Yan.”

The man pointed to Yan’an and introduced, “The Prince of Beihang.”

The female DJ raised her eyebrows and reached out her hand to Yan’an, “Hello, I’ve heard so much about you.”

Yan’an raised his head from the mobile phone, glanced at the person in front of him, and slowly reached out his hand.

They shook hands, but he didn’t say anything either. He glanced at the half-filled glass of wine in front of the table and showed no interest.

But when this look fell into the eyes of the man next to him, it had some other meaning.

He urged the female DJ next to him, “Go and pour a glass of wine for Little President Yan.”

The female DJ looked at Yan’an and saw that he seemed to be lacking in interest too, but she was a shareholder of this bar, and it was her duty to coax the guests. Especially such a dignified person, could not be offended. So she quickly showed a smile and greeted him with a decanter.

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“I’d like to propose a toast to you, Little President Yan.”

Yan’an touched the wine glass casually and smelled the wine, but lost interest and just put it aside.

Meanwhile, the man sat beside him and said: “Our Miss Bei Ke is single.”

Yan’an raised his eyes and glanced at him, then smiled faintly and said: “Don’t you know I’m married?”

When the man saw Yan’an smile, he thought he meant just that, so he waved to the DJ who was smoking on the side, “Come and drink with Little President Yan.”

Who doesn’t know that Yan’an got married suddenly, and after more than a year of marriage, the couple hardly appeared together. What that situation means, everyone knows it clearly in their heart.

The female DJ looked back at them and came over directly with a wine glass.

But before she could speak, Yan’an stood up abruptly and gave the man a cold look.

“I haven’t thought about hitting my wife in the face like that.”

After that, he put on his jacket and walked out.

Two seconds later, the man came back to his senses. His face was blue and white, and he hurriedly chased out.

“Little President Yan! Little President Yan! Wait a minute! I didn’t mean that. Didn’t I do that because I saw that you were bored? Hey! Hey! Little President Yan! Ouch——”

he man was caught off guard and crashed into Yan’an’s back, and the bridge of his nose almost got crooked.

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He rubbed his nose. With tipsy feeling and dizzy eyes, he said: “President Yan…what’s wrong? What if——”

The voice stopped abruptly when he saw a person in the middle of the dance floor.

And Yan’an’s back looks a little terrifying.

The man blinked his eyes, said nothing, and left the stage sadly.

At the end of the song, Zheng You’an patted her chest, and her forehead was soaked with sweat. A young man graciously handed her a glass of juice.

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