——real.love bar—

The air in the real.love bar is full of pungent smells of wine and cigarettes, the dazzling lights flashing with lights that are eye-catching, and colorful colors are constantly changing. The stereo is playing heavy metal music from the American rock band mark.redsion. Many men and women follow the rhythm of the music in the dance floor, shaking and twisting, feeling refreshed and free themselves.

"Anihasayou~" said a young man in fashionable clothes and handsome appearance with a smile.

"Xia Zeye, you're so bad, can you stop being stinky?" Su Yuxi shouted helplessly, "Are you going to Korea for a few days? You only learned this sentence, and you're so embarrassed to take it out and show off."

"What's wrong with me being proud of me?" Xia Zeye said disdainfully, "I went to Korea this time, and I realized that there are ugly girls in South Korea too! Yesterday, He Xi was shopping in the supermarket and saw a girl with thin arms, thicker than my thighs, hahaha..."

Xia Zeye's words made An Canmo laugh, and Su Yuxi laughed.

"It seems that TV series has made me miserable. In the past, people who came out with handsome guys and beautiful girls..." Xia Zeye frowned and shook his head helplessly. His appearance was very cute and incompatible with his handsome appearance.

"We Chinese beauties are not enough, are you watching? We are still admiring foreigners and fascinating foreigners." An Canmo said jokingly, "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to drink?"

"Witer! Give us four bottles of champione."

"Oh, by the way, where is Chen? Why didn't you see him?" Su Yuxi asked.

"I'm called home by Aunt Fang again. Auntie misses him every now and then."

"Feng Yingchen is a blessing I have cultivated in his previous life, right? He also has a face that is fascinating and unpaid, and a happy family. Even Yin's father said that he is the most backbone and promising person..." Xia Zeye lamented.

"You, it's better to rely on yourself than to envy others." An Canmo showed a contemptuous look.

"Okay, I must toast to you for your words!" Xia Zeye raised his wine glass.

"Cheers..." The wine glasses of the three people collided together.

...

After Feng Yingchen stopped the BMW underground, he put on his sunglasses and walked slowly towards the bar with his steps.

The lady in the hall saw Mr. Feng Yingchen coming again. Everyone looked at him with a starry eyes and ran to him flatteringly, and said with an ambiguous expression: "Mr. Feng, are you here to play in our bar again? Do you want us girls to serve you well?"

Feng Yingchen glanced at the hall lady in disgust. He looked down on the men who used his appearance to please the bar for fun. Feng Yingchen felt a deep sense of disgust, his eyes were filled with indifference, and he looked very scary.

"Master Feng, come here..." The lady in the hall continued to tempt her in a coquettish voice.

"f*uc*k!" Feng Yingchen cursed fiercely, with a contemptuous and gloomy expression. He put on his sunglasses and continued to walk forward. While walking casually, he said coldly to the bar duty manager: "Do you know what to do with that woman in the hall?"

The manager on duty sweated coldly, nodded like a pecking rice, followed Feng Yingchen respectfully and said, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"If I encounter this situation again next time, I will completely destroy the whole bar." Feng Yingchen's eyes under the sunglasses revealed a proud light.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Feng." The duty manager repeatedly wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

Feng Yingchen walked straight to the VIP rest area and saw the three brothers sitting on the sofa drinking and chatting.

"I'm here." Feng Yingchen slowly opened his mouth, took off his sunglasses, and placed an exquisite box on the table.

"You are finally here? We were talking about you just now. What is this?" Xia Zeye asked while unpacking, "Chen, it's cheesecake, I'll taste it first."

"My mother asked me to go home just to let me eat the cheesecake she made." Feng Yingchen's eyes were filled with helplessness and fatigue.

"It tastes good! Do you have a bite too?" Su Yuxi also ate a piece and said vaguely.

"No, I'm not interested in desserts." Feng Yingchen said lazyly, his voice a little tired, but it was even more magnetic.

He simply leaned against the sofa, facing the ceiling, and began to close his eyes and rest...
Chapter completed!