After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 240 You Didn’t Wash Your Hands

In the bar with flashing lights and deafening music, Ming Yechen's eagle-like sharp eyes slowly retracted. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his angular face was stern. He said coldly to the timid little brother beside him: "Don't mind your own business. Go and see if the private room here is upstairs."

Ming Yechen frowned slightly, eager to know where Ming Nanjin was. When he thought of Ming Nanjin, a trace of disgust and uneasiness appeared on his face.

When the little follower heard Ming Yechen's order, his body trembled slightly, and he nodded quickly and responded, "Yes, Brother Chen." He had a flattering smile on his face and his eyes were full of flattery.

Although the little follower didn't know why Ming Yechen wanted to see if there were any private rooms, he would still do what Ming Yechen asked. He turned around and trotted upstairs in small steps.

At this time, in the private room upstairs, the lights were soft and the music was soothing. Little Chengcheng was nestling in his brother's arms, watching them play games.

Little Chengcheng is as delicate and pretty as a cute porcelain doll. Her cherry mouth is slightly open, her eyes are wide open, and an expression of surprise appears on her face.

The first thing she did was to look up at Ming Nanjin. Her brother was just concentrating on the poker cards in his hand, waiting for Jiang Shiyu to play a card, and did not notice her abnormality.

Ming Nanjin has a handsome face and elegant temperament. He has a calm expression and his eyes are focused on the cards in his hand, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.

Little Orange breathed a sigh of relief and anxiously asked Little Bear in his heart: "What should we do, Little Bear?"

Xiao Xiong didn’t know why Ming Yechen suddenly appeared here, but this matter was not that simple. Ming Yechen was not as simple as he looked.

"Chengcheng, don't worry. Your brother is upstairs now, and Ming Yechen is downstairs. They won't find your brother. Don't worry."

After listening to this, Xiao Chengcheng's anxiety was still not gone at all. She frowned and her face was full of worry.

Outside the corridor of the private room, a young man with a shaved head and a very arrogant look on his face was walking in a nonchalant manner in the corridor.

He was chewing gum with his hands in his pockets. He looked as if he didn't care about anything around him and there was a smug look on his face.

"It seems that this is where we should stay. I'll tell Brother Chen when we go downstairs to let him play here in turn." The little follower said to himself as he walked.

The little follower took a quick look around, then couldn't wait to run down to report to Ming Yechen: "Brother Chen, the upstairs is just as you said, it is indeed a private room. I think the environment is better than downstairs, how about we move upstairs?"

Ming Yechen looked up at the floor-to-ceiling windows with several private rooms above, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

Although I don’t know whether Ming Nanjin is in this bar, at least she is not downstairs. From the private room above, I can see the situation downstairs at a glance.

"Waiter, we want to move upstairs!" Seeing that Ming Yechen agreed, the little follower shouted to the waiter behind him.

Jiang Shiwen's younger brother came over and took a look at the few people. Jiang Shiwen's younger brother was tall and muscular, with a hint of vigilance on his face.

In the end, I didn't refuse, but the private room above was conditional, and a minimum consumption was required to enter. The little follower thought that this rule was not unreasonable, because many bars and discos were like this.

Ming Yechen nodded slightly, his stern face showing no ripples. He casually ordered a few bottles of wine, reaching the minimum consumption amount for the private room.

Ming Yechen sat on the sofa in the private room, leaning back slightly, but his eyes were a little wandering. The dim light in the private room shone on him, adding a bit of coldness.

He gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and the wine reflected a hazy glow under the light.

The little follower was greeting everyone excitedly, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Let's drink! Let's have fun tonight!" Friends responded one after another, and the private room gradually became lively.

However, Ming Yechen seemed to be in another world, deaf to the noise around him.

Ming Nanjin's face kept appearing in his mind, a face that made him hate and fear. When he thought that Ming Nanjin might be nearby, his heart could not calm down.

He gripped the wine glass tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white, and the hostility on his face grew thicker like a dark cloud.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong? Is there something bothering you?"

The little follower noticed that Ming Yechen was acting strangely and asked cautiously.

Ming Yechen glanced at him coldly without saying anything. The little follower shut up tactfully and didn't dare to disturb him again.

The atmosphere in the room became somewhat depressing. Everyone noticed Ming Yechen's mood and lowered their voices. The music also seemed particularly abrupt at this time, as if it was telling of Ming Yechen's inner anxiety and irritability.

Ming Yechen stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the crowd downstairs through the French window. He was looking for Ming Nanjin, and his vigilance was never relaxed.

He didn't know what the purpose of Ming Nanjin's appearance this time was, but he knew that as long as Ming Nanjin was there, he would not be able to feel at ease.

The lights outside the window flickered and the crowd surged, but there was no answer he wanted. Ming Yechen's eyes became colder and colder, and he secretly vowed to find Ming Nanjin and completely solve this big problem.

At this time, Ming Nanjin, who Ming Yechen had always been thinking about, was leisurely staying in the private room next to them.

This private room is decorated warmly and elegantly, with soft lighting in every corner, creating a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere.

Ming Nanjin's handsome face had a slightly raised mouth, outlining a charming arc. His eyes were full of tenderness and doting. He gently held the cute little Chengcheng in his arms, and then kissed the little Chengcheng's chubby face.

Then, he raised his head slightly and said to Jiang Shiyu calmly, "Shiyu, you lost again. Drink."

When Jiang Shiyu heard this, his face instantly turned red with anger. He threw the playing cards in his hand hard on the table, making a "pop" sound.

Then, he couldn't help but curse: "Damn! I can't be so unlucky!"

Then, he turned around angrily and looked at Yan Zeyu next to him, and said loudly: "Yan Zeyu, did you not wash your hands after going to the toilet! Otherwise, how could I be so unlucky and keep losing."

When Yan Zeyu heard this, he was immediately furious. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to stuff the cards in his hand into Jiang Shiyu's mouth immediately.

He cursed back: "Who do you think you are? You blame others for your bad luck."

Ming Nanjin watched the two people bickering fiercely, but he was not angry as usual. He just looked at them quietly, with a barely perceptible smile in his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten all the troubles in the outside world. He just held Xiao Chengcheng in his arms, leaned gently on the soft sofa, and enjoyed this rare quiet time.

Xiao Chengcheng also snuggled in Ming Nanjin's arms obediently, and her cute appearance made people feel pity for her. The whole private room was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere.