After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 72: Are you playing hard to get with her?

The first floor of Shuiyunjian is a combination of disco and bar. Accompanied by dynamic electronic music, the dance floor is full of bohemian souls.

Customers in twos and threes were drinking wine at the bar, flirting with the beautiful woman they fell in love with, and after chatting for a few words, they felt they hit it off, so they entered the elevator arm-in-arm and went upstairs to book a room.

This is the world of adults and a country of freedom. There is only one person who is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Yu Jinwen ordered a few glasses of whiskey and drank it silently. There was a strong smell of alcohol on his body, but it was not on his face. There was no sign of drunkenness. The air pressure around him was extremely low.

The bartender glanced at him from time to time, and he had almost finished the bottle of scotch.

There are not many bosses who come to Shuiyunjian to drink and get drunk, but none of them are surrounded by beautiful women or accompanied by drinking friends. This one is the only one, alone.

To be fair, he had never seen a man with such a perfect combination of appearance and temperament. Sitting there drinking, he looked like an earl in a British drama or an ancient prince. In short, he looked like an aristocrat.

Such a high-quality man, just sitting here is a beautiful landscape painting, and he will naturally attract bees and butterflies.

The bartender counted on his fingers. Half an hour had passed since he sat here drinking, at least six beauties had come, one every five minutes on average. However, every one of them came in pleasure and left in disgust.

Because no matter what kind of provocation the other party used, this gentleman didn't even raise his eyelids, and only muffled a single syllable from his throat, "Go away."

The bartender shook his head frequently and boldly guessed: If this person is not gay, then he has suffered a serious emotional injury.

In fact, people with jobs like Yu Jinwen's, who have a lot of social activities, have developed a physiological aversion to alcohol. Except in the workplace, they rarely touch tobacco and alcohol, unless they are depressed and need to drink to relieve their worries, like now. .

It was rare that he needed to drink to relieve his sorrows, but today he was in a particularly depressed mood. This depression made him feel that if he didn't have a drink, he would not be able to get through the night.

I am afraid that he will not be able to help but go to the rose garden and question Nan Song: "Who are you, that man?"

He didn't believe she had so many cousins. Even if they were really cousins, they should avoid suspicion. He had never put his arm around her waist or around her neck. Why was that man with pigtails!
"Bang." The wine glass was thrown heavily on the bar, and Yu Jinwen said in a deep voice: "Pour again."

The bartender had just poured the wine and was hesitating to remind him to drink less. A beautiful figure flashed over, smiling Yingying, "Handsome man, drink so much wine, be careful not to hurt your stomach~"

The woman was wearing a red suspender skirt, with her beautiful shoulder line exposed, her half-naked back showing butterfly bones, and her big wavy hair hanging behind her head. She was so charming, as if she was born with her own light, and the bartender's eyes lit up.

"You, are you Shu Ying?"

As soon as the bartender shouted, the woman stretched out a finger, said softly "Shh" and winked at him, "Be low-key. I just came back from filming in the mountains and forests. I haven't been to the city for a long time. I came out to have fun." pastime."

"I understand!" The bartender was not seeing a celebrity for the first time, but it was the first time for him to see an A-list beauty like Shu Ying. He used his special skills to mix a cocktail for her and carefully handed a small notebook to her. Go up and say, “Can you sign your name for me?”

Shu Ying smiled slightly and signed her name to him neatly.

During the whole process, Yu Jinwen didn't even raise his eyelids, just drinking.

Shu Ying found it more and more interesting. Since her debut, or since she was born, she has never been ignored by a man. She tilted her head, took a sip of her cocktail, and asked with interest, "Sir, are you the same person?" ?"

Yu Jinwen frowned and glanced coldly at the woman next to him.

He didn't know if he drank too much, and the woman's appearance was a little blurry, but her fiery red and hot outfit made him involuntarily think of the little goblin in the video. Is it her?
His venomous gaze suddenly softened a bit, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the woman's face.

However, the moment it was about to touch her cheek, her long curly hair instantly woke up Yu Jinwen. Nan Song's long hair was cut short after their divorce. This is not her!

He took his hand back, and his vision gradually returned to clarity. In front of him was an extremely charming face, which was even three-thirds similar to Nan Song's, except that her eyes were more charming, and she was a little less heroic and dusty than Nan Song.

Shu Ying saw all the changes in his expression.Obviously, the brief softness in his eyes just now was not because of her, but because he thought she was another woman.

However, this was not the first time she had seen such a micro-expression. She had seen it countless times on another man's face, and every time it cracked her heart, until it was riddled with pain and she decided to leave. he.

"I look like the person you love, right?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Shu Ying's charming face, "Why do you men always look for substitutes in other women?"

"Sorry, I got the wrong person."

Yu Jinwen apologized for his rashness. He raised his head and drank the glass of wine in front of him, and said to the bartender, "All the drinks this lady drinks tonight will be credited to room 77."

After saying that, he nodded slightly, picked up his coat and left.

Shu Ying looked at the man's leaving figure, a little stunned, and then narrowed her eyes.

Are you playing hard-to-get with her?
interesting.

……

Nan Song came out of Nanya's room and went straight to her parents' room.

When he pushed the door open and walked in, Quan Yeqian was still kneeling on the futon, and three sticks of incense were lit in front of the portrait, which had been burned for a short period.

"Why are you still kneeling? It's okay as long as you mean it."

Quan Yeqian said with a smile: "I haven't been back to see my mother for a long time. Let me kneel down for a while to express my filial piety."

"Then I'll accompany you." Nan Song took out another futon, knelt beside Quan Yeqian, clasped his hands, and looked at his mother's portrait, "Mom, you are in heaven, bless my second brother to marry a wife as soon as possible and give birth to a fat child. baby."

Quan Yeqian couldn't help but said happily: "How can one do it?"

Nan Song thought for a while and immediately changed his mind, "Then we will have two children, one boy and one girl, to make a good name."

"I thank you." Quan Yeqian said, lowered Nan Song's head, kowtowed three times with him, and then stood up.

Nan Song said: "Don't you want to kneel a little longer?"

"It's okay as long as you mean it. Mom and dad are not formal."

Quan Yeqian said everything that should be said and what should not be said. He pulled Nan Song up and patted the wrinkles on her pants. In fact, he said that he was reluctant to let her kneel with him.

"Is there any wine?" he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Song stepped on the floor twice as if by magic. The originally closed floor suddenly opened from both sides and glowed brightly.

Quan Yeqian was stunned for a moment, then followed her down the wooden ladder, only to realize that there was actually a wine cellar underneath.

The wine cabinet is full of dazzling arrays, all of which are fine wines collected by Nanning Song. Nanning Cypress Dove has occupied the magpie's nest for three years, but she didn't know there was a cave underneath.

Nan Song, like a rich woman, waved her hand lightly and said in a proud tone, "The most important thing in the house is wine. You can choose whatever you like."

(End of this chapter)