MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 530 He looks good smoking

  Chapter 530 He looks good smoking

  The arrival of Dong Wangshu added a touch of excitement to the Song family.

  Because the backing of this woman was too strong, Yan Xi was beaten up, and she didn't dare to have any thoughts of retaliation, so she could only admit it.

   After dinner in the evening, Song Yueliang was the host, and specially opened a box in the Crown Clubhouse to show Dong Wangshu the capital crown.

  As for the accompanying people, such as Fu Yanchi, Yanxi, Yanqin, etc., all of them were downgraded and reduced to a foil.

Yan Xi and two other men were sitting on the high stools at the small bar, with their blue and purple faces on their faces, and put on eye drops in a vicious voice, "Are we escorts? Fu Yanchi, your wife has a new man and forgets the old one. You should be careful." Are you not angry? Yanqin, you are Mr. Yan Xiaoyan, the second in command of the company, and you also do things like eating, drinking, and playing with you? As for you two? Coward!"

  Fu Yanchi raised her eyebrows and squinted, "The husband sings and the wife follows, do you have any opinions? Besides, people who are raised by their wives have no right to speak, so there is no need to provoke them."

  Yanqin curled his lips and smiled, "Aren't you going to persuade you to sit here? Those colors on your face are so pretty. I heard you were beaten for half an hour in the afternoon?"

   Yan Xi made a sound of shit, he shouldn't be sitting with these two guys, he never wins a war of words.

   "Come on, drink, whoever is not drunk tonight is a bastard!" Angrily slapping the table, Yan Xi folded her long arms and grabbed seven or eight bottles of foreign wine from the bar, full of fighting spirit.

   "Stupid."

"moron."

  The other two each left their seats and went to the sofa to flatter them.

  Yanxi, "..."

  Mad.

  Will his status as a family bully be impossible to turn around in this life?

  There is also a wine fight at the sofa.

  Dong Wangshuhao was so angry that he shook the dice with Song Yueliang and lost eighty-nine out of ten, and drank when he lost, and drank a full glass of wine in one go, just like drinking water.

"It's been more than three years since I left, and I didn't even have a phone call during that period. If I hadn't contacted you later, I really thought you had forgotten me." When he was slightly drunk, Dong Wangshu leaned on Song Yueliang's shoulder, grinning Yes, with a hint of loneliness hidden in his eyes, "Why are you so cruel, Yueyue?"

  Song Yueliang was silent for a moment, then took the wine glass from her hand, "It was my fault, I should have called you earlier."

"Yes, it's your fault. If you had called me earlier, I wouldn't have to keep looking for that **** Yan Xi for information. That bastard... I'd be mad when I saw him! Hiccup!" Mentioned a certain name , Dong Wangshu immediately sat up straight, looked at the bar with piercing eyes, and immediately wanted to climb over there, "I saw you! My aunt swore that I will beat you once every time I see you! Don't run away!"

"???" Yan Xi flinched while hugging the wine bottle, "Dong Wangshu, you crazy woman, are you sick? Go get treatment if you're sick! What's wrong with me, you want to beat me every time you see me? At least give me a reason to let me go." I'm a fool! Hey, hey! Don't come here! I'll fight back again, I really will!"

   "You are a bastard, do you need a reason to beat you?"

  Dong Wangshu was still struggling in that direction, Song Yueliang held her head down and turned in the other direction, and it stopped.

   Three men, "..."

  During the period, Song Yueliang winked at Fu Yanchi, and Fu Yanchi immediately understood.

  This kind of secretive and tacit communication was only noticed by Yan Qin, who lowered his eyebrows and lowered his expression to hide the bitterness that flashed away in his eyes.

   Everyone is not stupid, and they are all experienced.

  There is a situation between Yanxi and Dong Wangshu, anyone with a normal sense of smell can detect it.

  Seeing that the couple were about to start singing and playing tricks, Yanqin got up, found a reason at random, and walked out of the box.

  Leaving at such a time, it doesn't matter if he escapes, the chest is not so stuffy after all.

  Even if some things have been let go, they can't be done so quickly or easily.

  Out of the box, the environment seems to have changed into another space, from tranquility to crazy noise.

  Outside the box, there are colorful lights, and even the deafening music is ambiguous.

  The entire narrow and lengthy corridor is covered with sound-absorbing carpets, and the ambient lighting above the head is dim, and sometimes men and women hug each other to come and go.

  Yanqin found a corner with few people and leaned against the wall casually, bowed his head and lit a cigarette.

  The light was dense and the smoke filled the air. That handsome face was hidden in the smoke, and his expression became blurred.

   "Mr. Yan? Is it really you?" The clear voice, with these surprises, broke the silence of this small space.

  Yanqin raised his eyes. Under the dim light, his black eyes were dark and deep. He responded lightly, "Miss Jiang, you are here too."

  The woman is still dressed in a plaid shirt, jeans and a backpack, and wears thick and clumsy black-rimmed glasses, which are out of tune with the scene in front of her.

"I came to pick up the people. They haven't left yet. It's too noisy in the box. I'll come out and wait." Jiang Yiqiu explained with a smile, standing against the wall a few steps away from the man, "I saw you walking past inside just now. Dazzling thought he saw the wrong person. Did you come out to smoke, Mr. Yan? There is a girl in the box?"

  Yanqin has more respect for girls. She subconsciously thinks that men smoke in the box out of politeness, lest polite girls smell second-hand smoke.

   "En." Yanqin replied vaguely, finished smoking a cigarette, took out the cigarette case and took another cigarette and continued to light it.

  Jiang Yiqiu moved his mouth and swallowed back what he had to say.

   At this time, she realized that she seemed to have misunderstood.

  Mr. Yan is actually in a bad mood.

  If you just come out to suppress your craving for cigarettes, you won’t smoke one after another.

  She turned her eyes and took a peek at the man.

  A man in his thirties, calm and dignified.

  The way he leans against the wall and smokes loosely is very nice.

   It's just that the eyes behind the lenses are too tightly covered, so that you don't easily reveal your emotions, but it gives people a feeling of being too deep.

   It's not easy to get close when viewed horizontally or vertically.

"There are also male students who smoke in our school. Every day between classes, the boys' bathroom is filled with smoke, and you can see the white mist inside through the window. The school's disciplinary dean often hides quietly outside the boys' toilet. , determined to wipe out all the students who smoke." Jiang Yiqiu hugged her bucket bag, imagining the scenes that often happened on campus, and couldn't help laughing, "Guess what happened?"

  Yan Qin deftly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said cooperatively, "I can't guess, what's the result?"

"Students who smoke have eyeliners outside, and they are responsible for letting the wind out. They knew that the dean of teaching was coming early in the morning. Some students were so wicked that they deliberately led the dean under the window, poured water on him with a flower pot, and hung the cigarette case with a rope. Send it to the director and write a note asking him to smoke!"

  Jiang Yiqiu exaggeratedly described the scene at that time, and then he opened his eyes wide and stared at the man nervously.

  The man's expression remained calm, showing no signs of being amused.

   "Isn't it funny? I really don't have the talent for telling jokes. My colleagues and friends say so, haha."

  The woman laughed dryly, with an unconcealable frustration in her voice.

  Yanqin turned to look at her, and said for a moment, "This sentence is quite funny. Thank you, I feel much better."

  Jiang Yiqiu, "..."

  (end of this chapter)