He staggered out of the room, stumbled a little out of the large club, and came to the snowy street. The yellowish street lights and passers-by hurried by, which always gave him a hazy feeling of detachment.

Suddenly I remembered that this was his escape

The most he had drunk in the past year, maybe it was the death of the ferocious beast deep in the spiritual sea that finally made him let down his guard. Maybe it was the stimulation from De Allen's mental imprint, or maybe he had been too tense for too long.

Tonight finally comes to the critical point...

He turned around and asked the person behind him who was in charge of clothing: "Which bar in Guyuan City is the biggest, busiest and has the most beauties?"

"Bay Bar. Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, if you go, I am willing to accompany you." The steward winked at the security guards behind him and asked them to prepare the carriage. Anyone who is not blind can see that this Excellency is already very drunk.

Feng Qinglang waved her hand and said, "Just call a carriage to take me there."

The steward thought that this arrogant illusionist might be disgusted with the maids provided by the club and wanted to hunt for sex alone, right?

Unexpectedly, the other party said again: "Uh... I just want the women in the city to feast their eyes on it, and I have no other intention."

This made the manager have no answer, but he followed the carriage shamelessly. This Wen Ruyu was a member of the Bi family's key list. She was obviously drunk now, so she couldn't make any mistakes. He faced the security guard

With another wink, there must be a steward on standby outside the door. He had to leave, so he naturally needed to report to his superiors and then make a series of personnel arrangements to fill the vacancy left by his departure.

Of course, these little troubles will not affect Feng Qinglang's drunkenness. He squinted and saw the steward also getting into the carriage, and said with a cheerful smile: "Red flowers also need green leaves to set off. You are willing to be the green leaf, which is very good."

The steward could only laugh. Seeing that Mr. Wen Ruyu's handsome face was flushed with bloodshot eyes and the whites of his eyes were covered with blood, he almost had "I'm drunk" carved on his forehead. The best choice now was to stay silent as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglang didn't let him go and said, "Why do I think you look familiar?"

The steward had no choice but to say: "On the day Your Excellency Wen Ruyu arrived, you happened to be on duty."

"I see, we are really destined. It's a pity that you are a man..."

"..." The poor steward decisively shut up again.

In front of us, Mr. Wen Ruyu, his head was tilted against the window edge of the carriage. The light reflected on his face, as if a thin halo of light had been cast on his face. He seemed to be squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the passers-by outside, and he seemed to be squinting.

There was no focus at all, and I was stuck in some kind of contemplation.

For some reason, the steward suddenly felt that this Wen Ruyu was actually not as arrogant as he seemed. Looking at his slightly dazed look, he didn't know what he had gone through. Maybe tonight was an important node in his life, and it happened to be for him.

I bumped into it, I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse…

At this time, Feng Qinglang was still patting the wooden armrest of the soft chair and singing in a low voice: "

Sudden sunshine and showers, if you frown or smile, where can you whisper to ask about the past...

The voice was light and soft, and matched with the soft melody, it sounded extremely pleasant. However, the style was completely different from the music of St. Mark Continent. This made the steward couldn't help but think hard, which continent's music is this?

His eyes fell on Feng Qinglang's face again, and suddenly he thought, if you look closely, Mr. Wen Ruyu looks a bit familiar, could it be fate? Forget it. But if he doesn't have a beard, the hair that covers the outline of his face

If you open it up, I wonder if it will look different...

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to think about it any further. If a small person like him can now have a decent job, a generous income, and enable his family to live a good life, he must learn to follow the rules. On some levels,

Never think deeply about people and things. If you don’t think about them, your doubts will naturally not be put to the surface.

While thinking like this, the steward noticed that Feng Qinglang suddenly turned her head and was looking at him, her eyes still blurry from drunkenness, but she seemed to be able to see him clearly at a glance.

The steward wanted to say something to lighten the atmosphere, but his whole body seemed to be frozen by the suddenly frozen atmosphere, and he was speechless.

Fortunately, Feng Qinglang seemed to understand something, smiled casually, looked out the window again, and continued his unfinished song.

The steward was still sitting humbly, but he knew that in this cold winter, his back was completely soaked.

At this time, the carriage stopped and the Bay Bar had arrived.

The Bay Bar is not only the most popular bar in Ancient City, but also a famous place for sex in the entire Northern Kingdom. It is famous for one-night stands and gray transactions. There is no shortage of all kinds of people who come here to hunt for beauty. Among them are

There are men and women, and there is no shortage of all kinds of people who come to take advantage of the situation, hoping to jump onto the tree. Among them, there are also men and women.

When getting off the bus, the steward seized the opportunity and whispered to the coachman: "I see that Your Excellency Wen Ruyu is very drunk, so I will send someone to say hello to the Bi family immediately."

The coachman understood that this gentleman seemed to be drunk, but he still wanted to get drunk. If trouble broke out and their club couldn't afford it, the reclusive family would be called upon to take action.

The steward caught up with Feng Qinglang, who was very drunk, and followed him half a step behind him in a polite manner. He glanced at the etiquette supervisor on duty at the door, who immediately stepped forward. They could not recognize the steward, but at least they had to recognize him.

I have heard that the other party's club is holding a giant-level party. During this time, there are many club guests who spend a lot of money here.

Now this guest will be personally accompanied by the steward of the club, who must be of high status. The plump and attractive etiquette supervisor asked in a low voice: "Is it quiet or lively?"

Naturally, the best location should be arranged, but there is a huge difference between the former and the latter.

"Just be quiet." The manager doesn't want to cause any trouble.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglang continued: "I want to be lively. I promised everyone to feast their eyes on it. How can I hide?"

The etiquette director hurriedly turned his attention to the steward, who quickly nodded to prevent Feng Qinglang from seeing any clues and becoming dissatisfied.

The etiquette director smiled charmingly and said: "Dear distinguished guest, please come this way."

The door opened, loud music surged out, and the whole world seemed to be shaking. Feng Qinglang smiled with satisfaction and walked in.

When the spicy liquor poured into the throat, and as the alcohol invaded again, Feng Qinglang felt that the desolate decadence was suppressed. Under the explosive music torrent, it was easy for people to feel that they were in the storm.
Chapter completed!