Chapter 164

Su Xiang drove into the door of Fu's old house. The car was towed away by a trailer. Could it be that he took the car back to his repair shop and asked Zhao Li to repair the car? Then he left it in his repair shop and nobody took care of it.

Later, when Su Xiang left Beicheng, Fu Hanchuan suddenly came and picked up the car one day, until now.

Fu Hanchuan drank in silence. His eyes moved slightly when he heard the speech, and he gave an unreasonable "um".

The car was a birthday gift from Su Xiang's mother. When he threw away her car key, she lost her temper.

Could it be that he pulled a tassel on his scarf, glanced at Fu Hanchuan, smiled and said, "you shouldn't take that car as bait and let her come to you?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't want to talk to him. Peixian looked at him and said, "you can't stop your firing."

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "people are already doing self-examination."

After today's dinner, Pei Xian understood that Fu Hanchuan was no longer the person who was blind and arrogant and did not consider others.

"Self review?" Is it like listening to a joke that Fu Hanchuan, such an arrogant, the whole universe revolves around him, and he can still have a day of self-examination?

That's strange.

Fu Hanchuan only drank in silence, ignoring any of them. Peixian looked at the quiet man.

It seems that this self-examination is quite profound. I have drunk muggy wine.

No matter what Fu Hanchuan was thinking at the moment, he just said, "don't blame me for not reminding you that Su Xiang's car doesn't fit her body. You should rest assured and just keep holding her car."

Could it be that after finishing his words, he went downstairs with a glass to see the show.

The club downstairs is still lively. There are two steel pipes on the circular stage in the middle. Two girls are fighting and dancing. Their soft posture revolves around the steel pipe, up and down. Every action and every look make people's hormones rise. Hi, turn the whole audience.

Could it be that he leaned lazily against the wall, drank wine without a mouthful, and looked at the dark one in front.

He can't tell Fu Hanchuan what to do, let alone force the car to come back to the little mute.

Fu Hanchuan's marriage certificate once again painted an invisible cage for Su Xiang. Standing in his position, in fact, he can't do anything. He can't do anything for her

Could it be that the same hand was in his pocket, holding something tightly.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In front, a girl in Suspenders held her hands high and shouted vigorously, with a wine bottle in her hand.

Could it be that they frowned, looked again, stared at the figure that was about to be submerged, and took out their mobile phone from their pocket.

On the number book, there is a strange name: little dirt girl playing with mud.

Could it be that when he dialed the phone and looked up again, the figure had been completely submerged in the crowd, and there was only a beep at the other end of the phone.

Could it be that they received the phone and walked in to the crowd in front.

Although he is the big boss here, he is basically in the private space on the top floor. He doesn't like to squeeze around with others.

But at this time, he walked hard inside, and his body was sweating. He could only pull off his neck scarf and hold it in his hand.

Fortunately, before long, the figure appeared in his vision again. He walked straight over, extended his long arm forward, and dragged the person out with his fingers hooked on the strap.

Lanli entered the club for the first time and saw a real person dancing pole dance for the first time in his life. He was very excited. He was so excited that he was dragged out.

"Ah, what's going on?"

"Who are you?"

Lanli was forced to walk backwards and desperately turned his head to look at the man. Didn't he say it was a very safe club? How could someone brazenly drag people away?

In the clubhouse, there were only atmosphere lights, and the beam of light was still shaking. When the light was dim, she couldn't see people's faces clearly, and her yelling was drowned by the roaring voices of the crowd.

Could it be that he dragged lanli directly to the edge and stopped, twisted his eyebrows and scolded: "shut up!"

Lan Li narrowed his eyes hard to identify, and then he saw who was in front of him.

"Why are you?"

Could it be that they stared at her and said, "I still want to ask you, what are you doing here?"

At this time, a tall man with black framed glasses came over. He stood beside lanli, smiled and said, "I'm still thinking about how I can't see anyone in a twinkling of an eye. I came here."

At this time, he seemed to see Mo Feitong and asked, "this is..."

Lanli gave a warning stare: don't tell me about my relationship with you.

She turned her head, immediately put on a smiling face and said to the man, "Oh, he is a friend of mine. I just met him here. Let's talk together."

Could it be that she stood aside with her arms in her arms and watched her introduce herself to others.

Look at her nervous look, oh, is she looking at others?

At the same time, he became interested and looked at the man.

Black frame glasses, white and gentle appearance, slightly long hair, standard little white face.

He is tall, but thin. At first glance, he is a weak chicken type.

Could it be that Tong looked at the man and actively stretched out his hand: "could it be Tong."

The man looked at his outstretched hand and held it. Then his face changed and his arm trembled imperceptibly.

He squeezed a smile: "XXX."

Lan Li didn't know the secret competition between men and smiled to introduce the man's identity: "he is a partner of my studio and a great ceramic master."

Could it be that as soon as the same hand was released, the man immediately retracted his hand and put it behind his back, stretching his pinched fingers.

The man smiled at Lan Li: "your friend is very interesting."

Lanli looked at him inexplicably. He was not interesting.

Could it be that they smiled and didn't speak with their lips. The atmosphere was a little cold, which was the opposite of the excitement elsewhere.

The man looked at it with a few eyes. The eyes behind the lens moved and said, "we know each other together, so let's play together?"

Lanli looked at Murphy Tong and warned him. Unexpectedly, Murphy Tong didn't look at her and directly promised: "OK."

Lan Li: "

The three walked back to the bar. When the bartender saw that the boss was about to say hello, he winked at him. The bartender understood it, nodded and delivered three cocktails as ordered.

Lanli was uncomfortable when he stayed with him, as if he were watched by his parents.

From time to time, she swept her eyes and tail to Murphy, and read in her heart: it was not easy to come to the city and meet a big light bulb.

Could it be that they just didn't see lanli's sad eyes and looked at the performance over there.

He wanted to see such a dance every day. He was tired of watching it for a long time. Instead, he became interested in the kind of dance he saw during the day.

The competition hasn't started yet, but in the face of media interviews, the dancers showed a few hands.

At this time, can you still see the unique dance of the Youth League in your mind, small and fresh, youthful and energetic, but with a unique implication.

Su Xiang's dance has always been unique. Even people who never care about variety show are looking forward to it.

Lanli here is already in high spirits, and his body swings with the music. Why didn't she find that she could see better here than in the crowd.

She had a sore neck and had to be pushed around to step on her feet.

"Who do you think is the better figure of those two women?"

Mo Feitong: "left."

Man: "I think yours is better."

Two voices sounded at the same time. Lanli looked at the man shyly and drank with his head down. I don't know whether it's alcohol or shyness. I just feel my ears are hot. Fortunately, the light here is dark and I can't see anything.

The two people then continued to talk about what new inspiration they had tonight and what works they could do when they went back. Lanli took the paper towel on the bar as painting paper and immediately painted the figure shape. The man expressed his opinions. They looked quite in tune.

Could it be that the question of emotion was not asked him at all, and his sense of existence was zero.

After two drinks, he suddenly put his glass on the bar and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

He winked at the bartender, then stood up and walked to one side. When he turned, he glanced coldly at the man's back.

When I came out in a few minutes, I saw that the bar was in a mess.

The bartender caught the man on the spot and put the material into lanli's glass. When he saw that Mofei came over with him, he said, "boss, this man has a problem."

He put a white pill on the bar, on the black marble table, and the small pill could hardly be seen.

Could it be that he took two steps forward with a cold feeling and a deep breath, looked down at the man and said, "you are still the first to dare to do things under my eyes."

"I've warned you, so you don't pay attention to me? Huh? "

His voice was cold, and the corners of his lips were slightly aroused, with a hint of bloodthirsty.

The man is shaking like chaff at this time. He has never lost his hand. He can't imagine what he will face.

Isn't this man just lanli's friend?

He was careless and thought he was only lanli's suitor, so he shook hands with him. Until now, he knew that he had misinterpreted the man's meaning and thought it was just a contest.

He deliberately showed weakness, let the man relax his vigilance, and deliberately showed his closeness to Lan Li, so that he retreated in the face of difficulties. I thought he had left wisely, but he dared to start. How can I know that he made a mistake from beginning to end!

Lanli, how did she know such a person?

The man dodged his eyes and didn't dare to look at it. The one who asked for help looked at Lan Li and said, "this is all a misunderstanding. The medicine is... Yes..."

In a hurry, he racked his brains to change the function of the drug and extricate himself from the crisis. He met this impatient.

Could it be that they picked up the pill, threw it directly into the man's mouth and said, "don't you know what it is after eating it?"

The medicine was so small that it almost melted at the entrance and reacted quickly.

He bent his legs and twisted them. His white face turned red like fire. There was only one polite scum.

Lan Li was already trembling with anger. At this time, he looked at the man's reaction. His white face turned red. He came forward and kicked the man in the crotch: "bitch, go to hell!"

After kicking, she turned and left. She didn't even want the manuscript designed. It was disgusting.

At the same time, the man's pig like cry was drowned in deafening music.

……

Lanli walked out of the club, aimed at a tree in front, kicked hard, choked, and walked fast on the road. He was just twisted and funny.

Could it be that they followed out and looked at the woman in front, and their long legs easily followed her.

Lanli knew who it was without looking and said, "what are you doing with me and come to see my jokes?"

Could it be that he copied his hands into the pocket of his windbreaker, didn't speak, and the footsteps clattered gently on the silent road.

"He is really a ceramic master. His works have won many awards. I admire him very much..."

"Many celebrities collect his works..."

"He came to my studio, saw my works and said that he had artistic conception and wanted to cooperate with me..."

Lanli said stuffy, and his shoulder collapsed.

No matter how much she said, she could not change the fact that the so-called master was a scum and scum, and she was blind.

Lanli stepped down, covered his eyes and said, "stay away from me. I want to be quiet."

It's dead.

Could it be that he said, "look at the look in your eyes just now. You wanted to marry him."

Lanli's face turned red again and squeezed his fist in shame.

Without waiting for her to say anything, he looked up at the moon and said, "I remember the last time. It seemed like a gay. He pestered me for two months. The last time... Honest man, yes, he is an honest man. Phoenix man. He hasn't finished yet. A bunch of top-notch relatives came up. And last time... "

Lanli's face had turned red and purple: "are you finished?"

He glanced at her, but he didn't finish it. He said, "I said, there's not a problem in your eyes, it's a big problem."

Lanli was angry and said in a loud voice, "yes, I was short-sighted!"

Could it be that they didn't call each other with Lan Li, and then agreed that whoever found his favorite object first would immediately terminate the engagement.

In recent years, they don't usually have much contact, but every time she finds a good goal, she can meet this man.

It's like being evil. Unfortunately, she's so unlucky. She hasn't met anyone who can communicate. It ends directly every time she's in an ambiguous period.

Just because she met more scum men, she didn't break down when she was almost drugged tonight.

She stepped forward angrily and didn't want to talk to the man again.

Could it be that they pulled off the corners of their lips, took a few steps to pull her arm forward and said, "go, take you to a place."

……

In Chengdu's Kuanzhai lane, hundreds of sticks can be placed in a pot. The bottom of the pot is bubbling, the pepper rises and falls on the water surface, and the soup is red. Looking at it, salivary glands secrete saliva.

The woman has meat kebabs in one hand and beer in the other. Her cheeks are red and her eyes are half narrowed.

Dozens of sticks have been placed on the table, and no less than a dozen wine bottles have fallen upright.

"They all think I'm rustic..." the woman pointed at moffetong with a bamboo stick, "you too..."

"I see. You call me little earth girl..."

"But I just like it... You don't understand my world..."

Could it be that they were holding a beer can and looking at the drunk woman in front of them.

Calling her little earth girl is not to look down on her and don't understand fashion. It's just that she's a mud player and thinks she's worthy of her.

She spent a lot of time in the countryside, guarding the pile of mud and fire kiln all day, and hardly contacted the outside world.

In fact, people's eyes look at people. Only when they see more can they practice real golden eyes. She looks at fire and farts all day.

But she seems to mind. I don't know if she has been hit more by others.

She's usually careless and doesn't care about anything. When she's fragile, she's very... Could it be that she rubbed her forehead with her fingers and thought, um... It's pathetic and a little funny, adding fun to people.

Did you agree that you built happiness on someone's pain, held back a smile, looked elsewhere and took a sip of wine.

"Dong", Lan Li finally got drunk and lay down on the table.

Could it be that she looked at the drunk woman, scratched her hair, stood up, skillfully put the woman's arm on her shoulder and took her back.

In the past three years, every time she was "out of sight" and lovelorn, they found a place to drink. Then she got drunk and he sent people back.

In order to save money, lanli made a small compartment in the studio in the urban area. If he came to the urban area, he would live in the studio.

Could it be that she took the key out of her pocket and opened the door. The wind chime at the door rang, which only made her feel terrible at night.

He grabbed the shaking little bell, and lanli hummed. Suddenly, he turned around and hugged him like a koala. His cheek rubbed against him. He said vaguely, "pole dance... Sexy..."

The restless little hand pinched him. Could it be that he tightened his muscles, looked down at the woman, and frowned at the center of her eyebrows. The woman was

The cubicle is just a single bed. It's difficult to turn around. Could it be that he threw the person directly on the bed, picked up the quilt and covered her head? He breathed out and sent the person to the place, so he turned and left.

As soon as lanli touched the semi soft but not hard bed, he shrank up with the quilt and said, "cold..."

Could it be that she was in the same shape, turned her head and looked at the woman, and saw her head exposed and her body curled up like a shrimp.

It's cold at night in this weather. He found the remote control of the air conditioner outside the cubicle and raised the temperature.

Look at the woman who is only covered with a thin quilt, and her eyebrows are frowning. Take off her windbreaker.

……

Another bar.

Chen Chen sat in the private room, took a glass of red wine in his hand, took a sip on his lips, and his eyebrows were still wrinkled.

In the evening, I met the mute in the shopping mall, and could it be the same? At that time, I only thought about bickering without thinking carefully. When I think about it again, she sneered sarcastically.

Isn't it just looking at the mute with that look?

In the past, I was deeply in love with Lu Weiqi. I went wherever there was her tour. Now I see the mute again. It's ironic enough.

Didn't you just save his life?

Hehe, it's interesting

She pinched her finger and let her be laughed at in public. She will return it.

Liang Yihui looked at Chen Chen's face and pushed her and said, "come in and see your gloomy face. What do you think?"

This woman is not crazy to play, when so quiet.

The liquor swayed in the glass. Chen Chen drank the wine at one mouthful and handed the empty glass to Liang Yihui. Liang Yihui looked at her and poured it on her with a wine bottle.

Chen Chen said, "I saw the mute today."

Liang Yihui's hand paused, and the poured red liquor also stopped. He looked at her, continued to pour the wine and said, "I heard she came back. I didn't expect you to meet her first. What happened? "

Chen Chen said what happened to Su Xiang before and said, "she is' powerful 'now, and several little children are protecting her. Does she feel so that she feels very wonderful? "

She turned her eyes fiercely. Could it be that she couldn't move with her? She didn't pay attention to a mute.

Fu Hanchuan used to protect her. Didn't he get slapped in the face?

Liang Yihui is not as brainless as Chen Chen.

After Lu Weiqi was imprisoned, their so-called friends broke up, let alone with those people.

Only he still guards her, and only she has a heart.

For Lu weiqi, he learned silence. He was no longer impulsive, but waiting for an opportunity, he learned to use his brain. He didn't have the impulse to retaliate. He just looked at how those people were making trouble.

After Lu Weiqi was imprisoned, the woman made a lot of trouble. Finally, she separated from Fu Hanchuan and ran away from Beicheng. After that, there was no news.

In that case, it will save him.

But the woman had a son here, and I thought she would come back.

In recent years, he only stared at the movement of Fu Hanchuan. As long as there was movement there, the woman came back.

Back ah, so soon, it was a little beyond his expectations

Liang Yihui narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "how many children around her protect her? What background? "

"How could I know?" Chen Chen glanced at him, "but what's so strange about this. She didn't make any advertisements before. There were a group of dumb children around her. It's just those casual ordinary people. Aren't you afraid? "

Liang Yihui rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to her again.

The mute must have the confidence to go back to Beicheng. Otherwise, can she really rely on some little children to support her?

He rubbed his chin and called his men to check Su Xiang's background. Chen Chen looked at him and said, "by the way, when will Vicky come back?" She lifted up her lips, smiled, shook her glass and said, "this year, she has taken a lot of care of her. How can I give her a big gift before she comes back..." Lu Weiqi performed well in prison and was released from prison a year ago. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this someplace, they have stolen our translation