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Chapter 864
Later, he pointed the gun at himself again and told her not to leave, but she still turned around and left without looking back.
He pulled the trigger and banged
Holden opened his eyes suddenly.
He woke up from his dream, and now he had a layer of cold sweat on his body, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his delicate chest was up and down, and his dilated pupils slowly became focused.
He heard in his ear. Chuan’s gentle voice, “Mr. Lu, are you okay? Congratulations, you have restored all your memories, but are these memories what you want?”
Holden raised his hand to cover his scarlet eye sockets, and then he slowly closed his eyes.
Redwood.
Elena accompanies the old lady and Mother Wu to exercise for an hour, then she went back to the room and took a shower. It was already nine o’clock when she came out.
However, Holden has not yet returned.
He said he went back to the company, why didn’t he come back so late?
Elena picked up her mobile phone and wanted to make a call to Holden, but at this moment “ding” and her WeChat came, and it was sent by Usha.
Elena clicked on WeChat and Usha posted a picture of Holden. Holden is now in the bar, drinking.
People who haven’t come back so late go to the bar to drink?
Usha’s WeChat is here again… Elena, have you quarreled with Mr. Lu?
Elena returned one… nothing like that.
Usha, oh, why is Mr. Lu drinking boring wine here? Come and take him home quickly. The woman here is staring at him and wants to throw Mr. Lu down in minutes.
Usha sent another photo. The coolly dressed beauties in the bar set their eyes on Holden’s body, like wolves.
Elena quickly bit her blushing diamond l!ps with her shell teeth. She didn’t know what he was doing, so what wine would he drink?
Elena was a little dazed and angry, she returned one… not going.
In the bar.
Holden was sitting at the bar and drinking. Now he is wearing a black shirt, and his shirt sleeves are rolled up twice, revealing the precious watch on his sturdy wrist. At this time, the dazzling lights in the bar hit him 360 degrees without a dead end. There is a magnificence on his handsome face.
Holden was drinking, and he had already poured a lot of empty wine bottles on his hand, and his deep narrow eyes were stained a little bit drunk.
Smith watched Holden cautiously, “Young master, drink less of the bar, it’s late now, we should go back.”
“What time is it?” Holden asked.
“It’s nine o’clock.”
It was nine o’clock, it is very late, Holden took out his cell phone, but his cell phone was empty, Elena did not text him or call him, not a single one!
Holden poured himself a drink, he drew a shallow and lonely arc of his thin lips, and muttered to himself, “I won’t go back, anyway, she doesn’t care about me at all. She is busy curing the disease and saving people. Accompany grandma with Mother Wu, she doesn’t want to accompany me!”
Smith was stunned, why did his young master’s sour tone look so deep…like a deep bosom resenting her husband?
No, this is definitely not the wise young master in his memory!
The young master is just drunk!
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