After he finished listening to the voice message.
Jason frowned and looked at the girl's beautiful profile picture.
Phoebe Wen?
He clearly remembered that Phoebe's profile picture was a green-eyed golden kitten. When did she change it back to her photo?
Wasn't she afraid of attracting perverts?
After all, the people nearby were still very powerful.
Previously, Jason had found out about a few of his female and male seniors...
"What's the matter? I'm going to sleep."
Jason looked at the time. It was already ten at night.
"Sleep? You have 14 minutes. If you don't come, just wait and see what happens!"
In the end, she sent a couple of threatening emojis.
"Looks like this girl has drunk too much."
Jason sighed, thought for a while, and felt that it was not suitable for Yennie to drive after drinking. So he called a driver and left.
The LiveHouse that Phoebe mentioned was a famous bar in Nandu.
The environment was not as rowdy as ordinary bars, but they often invited some famous folk singers and rock bands to sing live, so it was pretty popular. You had to buy tickets to enter.
Because Jason lived in the North Ring, and LiveHouse was towards the city center. No matter how much Phoebe urged him, it was almost eleven when he reached the place.
It was the most exciting timing of the night.
As soon as he got out of the taxi, Jason saw the colorful bar with a glass exterior and many sports cars parked at the door.
Porsches, Maseratis, and some Mercedes-Benz and BMW sports cars were neatly lined up at the door. Especially a black Lamborghini bat, lying there quietly like a beast hunting in the dark night, it was particularly eye-catching.
Of course, where there were luxury cars, there were also beautiful women.
It was midsummer.
Beautiful long legged ladies in mini skirts and high heels walked into the bar with their arms entwined. The smell of perfume was everywhere. Everywhere you could see thighs, arms, and even your ears were filled with the sound of seductive laughter.
"I didn't expect that Phoebe would like such a place?"
Jason stood at the door for a while, shook his head, bought the ticket and walked into the bar's lobby.
"They all deserve to die! They are our enemies! We have to tear him to pieces so that we can get some peace in this world for a moment!"
As soon as Jason entered the hall, he saw a group of rock singers with disheveled hair standing on the stage in front of the dance floor. The drumbeats sounded like they were hammering into his heart, urging the young men and women in the dance floor to twist their waists, venting their restless hormones.
"This girl really has two sides to her..."
Jason stood there for five minutes. Finally, he gave up on looking for Phoebe with just his eyes. He took out his mobile phone and was about to call her.
"Jason, why are you here?"
Jason looked back and met Cindy's equally surprised face.
At this moment, Cindy was standing hand in hand with another girl.
The ponytail, pink miniskirts, unique figure and temperament of girls who majored in dance, made them particularly outstanding even in this kind of place.
"Er, I haven't seen you in a while." Jason smiled awkwardly.
In fact, they did not contact each other during this period of time.
Jason could feel that Cindy seemed to be avoiding him deliberately after they left Melody Karaoke.
He didn't know the reason, but he could see that that day had left a big shadow on Cindy. After all, it was a matter of life and death. Cindy's reaction at that time left a deep impression on Jason.
"Yes, are you here to play or to look for someone? I have something else to do, so I won't stay with you."
Cindy seemed to be still avoiding Jason. After a few simple sentences, she waved goodbye.
Jason thought for a while.
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