Chapter Seventy-One: A Chance Encounter at a Bar
In the evening, the lights are on, and the vehicles are like shuttles.
Ning Wan and An Qing walked out of the Fu building together, An Qing sighed at the sky, "Ning Wan, the eldest son is not here tonight, shall we go for a drink?"
"My hand injury is not healed and I can't drink. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, okay? An Qing rolled her eyes at Ning Wan and dragged her hand forward, "Let's go, tonight can't be like the last time I held a celebration banquet for you." ”
Getting in the car, Ning Wan recalled the events of that night, "It seems that you couldn't drink more than you could help yourself that night." Suddenly remembered what she heard before leaving work, and she didn't know whether to tell An Qing or not.
"Yes...... Is there one?" An Qing was obviously a little weak-hearted, and started the car neatly, "Anyway, if the old lady is not happy tonight, she will drink!"
"Drink and drink, who is afraid of whom?"
"Before drinking, we have to go to a place. ”
An Qing's car had just left, and Fu Ting's car appeared.
"Young Master, where are we going?"
Fu Ting looked out the window with a cold face, "Go to the bar I frequent." ”
The car drove for a while, and He Shaolin's phone called, "Where are you going tonight?"
"Bar. ”
"OK, I'll go too, I'll see you later. ”
The bar was crowded and the music was loud.
An Qing was wearing a sleeveless black V-neck tight skirt that covered her hips, and her good figure was fully exposed. Ning Wan was wearing a red lace umbrella skirt with a hollow back, revealing snow-white skin.
The two appeared in black and red, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
An Qing raised her chin proudly and dragged Ning Wan to the dance floor, dancing and shaking.
Someone came over and wanted to dance a personal dance with An Qing and Ning Wan, An Qing protected Ning Wan, kept a distance from the men around her, and danced feverishly.
"Beauty, what's your name?" asked a man with a caliper as he kept trying to get closer to An Qing.
An Qing laughed, her red hair shining brightly.
The colorful lights above her head kept turning, and Ning Wan felt dizzy after jumping for a while, "An Qing, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to rest for a while." ”
"No, let's jump again. ”
After all, she still couldn't resist An Qing, Ning Wan followed and danced for a while, until she jumped to the fever all over, and then came to the booth to rest.
There are handsome waiters who come over and sell all kinds of wine to An Qing.
An Qing sold a lot of money, and as soon as he came up, he ordered a bottle of the most expensive liquor in the bar and gave the waiter several pink bills.
The waiter smiled, and after a while, he brought the wine, and diligently helped An Qing pour it.
"Sit down together?" An Qing knew the rules here, and pointed to his wallet, "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." ”
"Absolutely. The waiter sat down and greeted Ning Wan.
Ning Wan nodded with her wine glass and took a sip of wine while looking around.
There are handsome waiters, and An Qing is even more unambiguous when he drinks wine. In addition, the guests have a commission for drinking, and the waiter keeps pouring wine for An Qing.
"Don't let her drink. Ning Wan grabbed the waiter's wrist.
The waiter smiled faintly, "I saw that this young lady was in a bad mood, so I wanted to drink more with her." ”
"She's drunk enough. ”
The waiter spread his hands, "Okay, let's talk then." ”
An Qing is outgoing, but has her own bottom line.
Ning Wan sat on the side, idly looking at everyone. She rarely comes to this kind of place, and it feels good to come once in a while.
A man in a haute couture suit walked over and accosted Ning Wan, "Miss, do you want to have a drink together?" ”
Ning Wan looked at the man in front of her, handsome is quite handsome, but there is still a little gap between him and Fu Ting......
The scene of Fu Ting and Ning Xiuyu setting off fireworks together came to mind, and Ning Wan hurriedly reminded herself not to think about it.
The man mistakenly thought that Ning Wan's distracted appearance was for himself, and showed a smile that he thought was very handsome, and sat down next to Ning Wan. An Qing shook the red wine in his hand, and said without saltiness: "Why are you so rude?"
The man was slightly stunned, and raised his hands above his head, "OK, I was wrong, I'll ask for this drink, can you make amends?"
"Are you sure?" An Qing deliberately picked up the most expensive bottle of wine, "If you have a treat, then I'll take another bottle." ”
The waiter stared at the man for a few seconds, and suddenly exclaimed, "You are ......"
The man made a "shhhhh ”
No matter how much the man persuaded him to drink, Ning Wan always took a few sips.
An Qing couldn't look at it, and drank with the man, and in the end, both of them were a little drunk.
"Ning Wan, I saw He Shaolin. ”
"He Tezhu here?" Ning Wan looked around and saw He Shaolin on the dance floor.
He Shaolin doesn't look at a face that is more delicate than a woman, but he dances very manly, with him, everyone else is embarrassed to dance.
He danced for a while and stepped off the dance floor.
"Ho Tesuke, this way. An Qing waved her arm.
Ning Wan pressed An Qing's arm, "You're crazy." "Today, I was rejected by people during the day, and I took the initiative to greet people at night, what is this for?
"Alas, Mr. Fu is also there. ”
Fu Ting was wearing a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up and hanging on his elbows, sitting on the sofa, his long legs were folded, and he was holding a wine glass in his hand.
"Isn't Bao Xiu there with him? He came to this kind of place, who will see my baby Xiu?" Ning Wan put down the wine glass and walked towards Fu Ting in a huff.
An Qing wanted to stop Ning Wan, but it was too late, and muttered in a low voice, "How does Ning Wan look like this...... The wife found her husband who secretly ran out to drink?"
Passing through the crowd to Fu Ting, Ning Wan said bluntly: "I trusted you to hand over Xiuyu to you, if you don't go back to see the child so late, what are you doing here?"
He Shaolin stared at Ning Wan for a long time, and suddenly blew a hooligan whistle, "Tsk, Designer Ning, you are really dressed today!"
Fu Ting's eyes were also on Ning Wan, the fiery red umbrella skirt lined her snow-white skin, so beautiful that it was suffocating. It's just that the hollowing out of the waist is too big, and the skirt is too short, and it seems that you can walk away if you bend down slightly.
Noticing that Fu Ting and He Shaolin were staring at her, Ning Wan's hands were at a loss, and she couldn't help but tug at her skirt, "Look...... What to see?"
"Designer Ning, you are dressed like this, isn't it just for people to see? I have to say that you are beautiful in this dress, really beautiful. ”
Fu Ting stuffed the wine glass on the table into He Shaolin's hand, "Drink your wine." ”
"Mr. Fu, did you hear what I just said?" Ning Wan's pink cheeks bulged, really like a child who couldn't get candy, "If you don't take good care of Xiu Yu, then I'll take Xiu Yu back." ”
"If I don't take Xiu Yu over, how can you have a chance to come to such a place?"
"What...... What?" Ning Wan's tongue was knotted.
Fu Ting looked at it coldly, with a little disdain in his deep eyes, "Even if you are a mother, you are still dressed like this, what kind of body is it?"