Why would he have tickets to Fang Jiayin's concert in his pockets? It was Ming Ansheng's birthday yesterday. But he didn't recall meeting Fang Jiayin.
Wait a minute…
'Guess who I bumped into outside?'
'But it's not mine. It's Third Yan's old flame.'
Fang Jiayin was also at The First Wealth yesterday. Did he bump into her after he got drunk?
He hastily hung up Wen Xuxu's call and proceeded to dial Lu Yinan's number. It rang for a while, but no one picked up.
He tried calling Ming Ansheng.
He guessed that they had partied till dawn, so all of them must still be asleep. Either no one picked up, or their phones were still switched off.
"F*ck!" When not a single call got through, Yan Rusheng threw his phone on the passenger seat in frustration.
He stepped on the accelerator and sped on the slightly congested road without a thought for other drivers or the traffic police.
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