Chapter 122 A Different Minh


    "Yeah, I still have some work in hand. I''ll be backter."


    She guessed he may probably go home in wee hours, but she wasn''t his wife now so she shouldn''t act


    too concerned. Staying silent for a few seconds, she then pretended to be polite and said: "You should


    go home earlier. I''ll hang up. "


    "...Okay." Christian nodded slightly. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with her answer, as there was an


    unexinable reluctance in his tone.


    Not until Isabe hung up did she think of the apartment he rent for him. She wanted to call him back


    and question him about it, but considering that he was still busy at work right now, she stopped.


    Forgot it. She may question him next time.


    When Isabe returned to the room, everyone was already drunk,ughing and chatting with each


    other. Some were resting on sofa with their face flushed.


    "How much have you drunk?" She nudged a girl in shock.


    The girl hugged her waist and giggled, "Hehe …Miss Jones... You, you drink with us too."


    "…"


    Isabe turned to look at Minh, "I think you shouldn''t take them to the KTV…"


    It would be the best if they didn''t vomit. How could they still sing?


    "Alright, I also didn''t expect them to have drunk so much." Minh held his forehead and pulled a face.


    His handsome face was flushed as he also drank a lot.


    In the whole room, maybe Isabe was the only one who hadn''t had a drink at all.


    "Go pay the bill, and I''ll wake them up."


    "Alright."


    After Minh left, Isabe woke those people up one by one. Fortunately, there were still some who


    weren''t drunk and had just fallen asleep, or she really wouldn''t know how to send them back home.


    As she finally drove those drunken people back to their home, Isabe looked at Minh who in the front


    passenger seat and asked: "Where''s your home. I''ll send you back."


    Looking forward absentmindedly and quietly, Minh seemed to be thinking of something.


    Isabe frowned slightly as she turned her head to look at him. In an instant, his silent and deep profile


    made her feel a bit strange.


    He now looked very different from the boy she used to see, as if he was preupied with something.


    "Minh?"Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, she asked again.


    "Ah? Miss Jones, you called me?" It was as though he had just woken up from a dream, and the


    expression on his face just nowpletely disappeared. As if it was just her illusion.


    Isabe was startled. She then stiffly opened her mouth: "I, I am asking where do you live. I''ll send you


    back."


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    Was that just her illusion?


    A fear suddenly welled up in her heart as she guessed person she had just seen seemed to be the real


    Minh. But what about this one now?


    Minh smiled at her, whose eyes were extremely bright at night, "Uh, you can drop me off at that


    intersection."


    Looking at him, Isabe was in a daze for a moment, then turned back to look at the front and said:


    "Okay."


    The car ran smoothly on the road, which was quiet and filled with a faint smell of alcohol.


    The weird feeling that Isabe had just felt was still lingering in her heart. She couldn''t help but look at


    him through the rearview mirror. Pretending to be casual, she asked: "Have you drunk too much?"


    Maybe he was really drunk, as he was different from normal.