"Well, there's water there, and if you're thirsty, take a bottle and drink it yourself."

Fu Shengyan looked at the field of vision ahead without squinting.

Saying this, Shen Ling, who had been entangled with Fu Yuwen for a long time, was really a little thirsty.

She reached for the bag that was placed next to her chair, pulled out a bottle of water, and unscrewed it to drink, only to find that the bottle had lemon written on it—it was a bottle of lemonade.

"You like to drink this too?"

Shen Ling was surprised.

"Also?"

Fu Shengyan's expression did not change, and he focused on strengthening the tone of the word.

"Hmm... I loved drinking this a long time ago. ”

Shen Ling was a little emotional.

How early is it, until Shen Yan passed away, she liked to drink lemonade very much.

Every time Shen Yan took her out, she would always wrap her arms around Shen Yan and shout, "Mom, Mom, I want to drink lemonade." ”

Shen Yan would smile and nod her little nose, laughing at her for not liking drinks like other little girls, and loving to drink sour lemonade.

Later, when she was older, she no longer needed to pester Shen Yan to buy it, but she would still order herself a glass of lemonade every time she went out.

Later, she met Fu Yuwen, who would buy her and Shen Zhiqing a cup of milk tea or hot cocoa each time, plus Shen Yan's death, made her reluctant to look at those things related to Shen Yan, including lemonade.

After all this time, she had almost forgotten that her favorite drink was lemonade.

I didn't expect to be able to drink such a long-lost thing while sitting in Fu Shengyan's car today.

"That's a coincidence, I drink this occasionally."

Fu Shengyan still drove the car without squinting, and did not show much surprise at this coincidence.

Fu Shengyan has such a temperament, Shen Ling also understands it, and he doesn't say much with a smile.

She didn't see it, Fu Shengyan glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"He pesters you like this so often?"

There is no beginning or end, Fu Shengyan asked.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, the two people in the car knew it and knew who he was referring to.

"It's not very often, it's been going down lately."

Shen Ling smiled a little sarcastically.

Thinking of what Qin Nan told himself, Fu Yuwen was cleaned up and couldn't get out of bed for almost a month, Fu Shengyan knew it.

"He won't pester you anymore."

"Hmm."

Shen Ling thought that Fu Shengyan was referring to the fact that he was Aunt Fu Yuwen, and couldn't help but smile.

Fu Shengyan glanced at her, knowing that she had misunderstood something, but he didn't explain.

He couldn't help but hook his lips slightly, and a good-looking smile bloomed on his face.

For a while, the small interior space was suddenly filled with a warm atmosphere.

"Be careful when you go out in the future, I, Fu Yuwen, will jump over the wall in a hurry if I am forced to be in a hurry, which is not good for you."

Fu Shengyan couldn't help but remind again.

"By the way, I have a question for you."

Shen Ling suddenly remembered something.

"You're welcome."

Fu Shengyan was as concise as ever.

"If a person can accurately find your whereabouts every time, does it mean that I have a GPS installed on me?"

Shen Ling asked this question that she had been puzzled for a long time.

"Fu Yuwen installed GPS on you?"

Fu Shengyan couldn't help but turn sideways and glanced at Shen Ling.

"I'm just skeptical."

"He found exactly where Xie Yu'an and I were eating last time, went back to check, and found that no one knew my whereabouts. I thought it was just a coincidence. ”

"But once again he found where we were today, which makes me a little suspicious."

Shen Ling said the guess in his heart.

"In that case, it shouldn't be speculation."

"Okay, I'll take you to a friend's store of mine first, settle this matter first, and then we'll go and look at the clothes, how about it?"

Fu Shengyan looked at Shen Ling for advice.

"But wouldn't that be too much of a hassle for you?"

Shen Ling was a little embarrassed, she had been bothering him since she and Fu Shengyan first met.

"Shen Ling,"

Fu Shengyan suddenly parked the car on the side of the road, and after turning off the fire, he turned his head and looked at Shen Ling very seriously.

"Huh?"

Shen Ling looked directly into Fu Shengyan's eyes, not understanding why he suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.

"Do you have an accurate understanding of who you are?"

"You're my girlfriend now, it's my duty to do these things for you, look at your reaction now, where is there a way to treat me as a boyfriend?"

"You know, we're just boyfriend and girlfriend in name."

Shen Ling tried to dismiss Fu Shengyan's claims.

"Nominally? I, Fu Shengyan, is not a person who can move if he wants to. ”

"If you say these nonsense words again next time, I don't mind turning you into my real girlfriend."

After Fu Shengyan finished speaking, he turned back coldly, set off, caught fire, and continued to drive.

"I ......"

Shen Ling was a little embarrassed, Fu Shengyan was angry like this?

But why did he suddenly get angry?

Shen Ling scratched his head, a little puzzled.

… …

In the dim and dim light, hot women and unruly men are entangled with each other, dancing their bodies on the dance floor in the center.

Most of the people here are young people, their clothes are conservative or revealing, their faces are delicate or mediocre, but the only thing they have in common is that they are all dancing their bodies to the rhythmic music and drumbeats.

A guitarist in the center of the dance floor is holding his guitar and playing low, while DJs in the same band are mobilizing the dancers' emotions from above, and next to him, a scantily clad girl is making all kinds of seductive gestures, throwing winks at the audience. The audience whistled and laughed.

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The crowds here are different, but what is the same is that they are all immersed in their own world, immersed in this sea of joy.

Near the bar, Fu Yuwen was holding a wine glass and drinking non-stop, and there were several empty bottles on his table, apparently, he had been sitting here for a while.

The handsome bartender in the center of the bar shook the wine glass in his hand elegantly, and his hand shuttled through the various bottles as if by magic, and instantly mixed them into various beautiful colors, and placed them on the bar, waiting for their owner's favor.

The colorful cocktails shimmer in neon colors under the lights, which is extremely tempting.

"One more bottle."

The noisy crowd, the collision of strong classical wine glasses, and the interweaving of various sounds form a strong visual and auditory impact.

In such an atmosphere, Fu Yuwen shouted groggyly.

The bartender smiled slightly, took out two bottles of wine and placed them in front of Fu Yuwen.

Suddenly, Fu Yuwen felt the mobile phone he had in his jacket pocket vibrate.

"Hello?"