#The Nameless Sin of the Romance Variety Show Boy Band

#OrangeCP rekindled (with pictures)

[Ahhhh, Yu Feng and his wife have another amazing couple picture!]

[Which sister took this picture on site? It's amazing!]

The picture shows Yu Qiuchi holding Yan Qing in his arms, singing love songs to each other.

Under the dazzling lights, the aloof young man leaned against the defiant Yu Qiuchi, his smile unusually sweet. Especially from this angle captured by a fan, Yu Qiuchi's affectionate gaze, even towards the dog, appeared even more tender, and their eye contact was practically a silent, tender exchange.

[This was taken by the biggest fan of Zhou Shen and his wife, who secretly peeked out.]

[Hahahaha, that's killing someone by breaking their spirit!]

[Sigh, the celebrities themselves aren't giving us any sweet moments; it's all up to the fans' imaginations.]

This picture went viral online, and Mo Weiyun, who had been following Yu Qiuchi closely, naturally saw it.

In the conference room, Mo Weiyun listened to her subordinates' work reports while her mind wandered.

Yu Qiuchi is avoiding him...

Mo Weiyun could certainly sense that Yu Qiuchi was deliberately avoiding him. Ha, he wasn't even going home anymore in order to avoid him.

However, this is also a good thing, as it shows that Yu Qiuchi is reassessing the relationship between the two.

Yu Qiuchi's temperament requires a strong remedy.

Mo Weiyun had a plan in mind. He tapped his phone screen with his slender fingers. It was a picture sent by Lin Xianchu, taken from a private room in a nightclub, looking down.

Lin Xianyun wouldn't send him pictures randomly for no reason; she must have her own purpose.

Mo Weiyun spotted Yu Qiuchi and Lin Yan at the bar immediately.

Ink: Where is it? (Image)

Don't mess with the working class.

Don't mess with the working class: It's that nightclub we often hang out at. Fu Zhuo organized the gathering. Didn't he ask you about it?

Don't mess with the working class: You said you weren't coming.

Don't mess with the working class: (Image)

The picture of Lin Xianchu shows a reply from Mo Weiyun: "No time."

Mo: It's a pleasure working with you.

Inside the private room, the loud DJ music exploded in the ambiguous atmosphere. This party was organized by Fu Zhuo, who loves to have fun and doesn't discriminate between the mundane and the casual. As a result, the people in the private room were quite diverse and everyone was having a great time.

After Lu Xiaoran had just dismissed the girl next to him, he saw Lin Xianchu put down her phone, smiling broadly. She was still looking out the French windows. He gave her a knowing smile and asked, "Brother Lin, whose message was that? You replied so quickly?"

Lin Xianchu punched him directly: "Stop messing around, your brother Mo."

"Brother Mo is here too?" Lu Xiaoran was a little surprised to hear this name. Mo Weiyun rarely came to such occasions. Even if he did come, it was usually just a private gathering of a few of them at a bar.

"You're discussing cooperation here?"

"The real intention is not in the wine..." Lin Xianchu clinked his wine glass against the glass.

Following Lin Xianchu's gaze, Lu Xiaoran saw Yu Qiuchi mingling with Lin Yan.

Now he calmed down. With Yu Qiuchi there, it wasn't surprising that Mo Weiyun came.

"Did you and your brother have a fight?" Lin Yan had a headache; she should have known better than to make the appointment.

Yu Qiuchi messaged him saying she was upset and asked him to have a drink with her.

Lin Yan thought Yu Qiuchi was a person of moderation, and was secretly wondering how much she could drink! Now, she didn't even ask for a private room and just sat at the bar, drinking alone in silence.

"No..." Yu Qiuchi was a little annoyed. He kicked Lin Yan: "Lin Yan, can you drink? If you can't, I'm finding someone else!"

Lin Yan patted the shoe print on his trouser leg and laughed angrily: "Fu Qingyan is with his wife, Cheng Youwen is locked up at home by his father because of an arranged marriage, and Lu Xiaoran is probably out gallivanting somewhere. Who else can you turn to besides me?"

"Your brother? Your brother is lucky he didn't break your legs!"

"You have no conscience!"

Yu Qiuchi opened another bottle of wine for himself: "Can you please not mention him!"

"Who?" Lin Yan was a little confused.

"Mo Weiyun!"

"Tsk, you're even calling me by my name now, what else could this be but an argument?"

"We didn't argue!"

"Okay, no arguing, no arguing." He wasn't going to stoop to the level of a drunkard.

Yu Qiuchi really drank too much today, mixing white wine, beer, and red wine, high and low alcohol content, his main goal was to drink to his heart's content.

"No, Mo Weiyun, it would be disloyal of you not to drink with me since you're here." Fu Zhuo stepped out from the crowd and placed a glass of red wine in front of Mo Weiyun.

This god has been sitting here ever since he arrived, neither drinking nor speaking, just quietly watching.

Seeing Fu Zhuo made him a little uneasy, so he even abandoned the beautiful woman and came over to test the waters.

Lin Xianchu knew why, of course. Lu Xiaoran had gone off to fool around somewhere again and couldn't be relied on.

He had no choice but to hide his phone under the table and send a message to Lin Yan, asking him to come up.

"Tsk, my brother, he told us to go up." Lin Yan patted Yu Qiuchi on the shoulder.

Yu Qiuchi squinted, trying to recall. It seemed that since he returned to China, he had only seen Lin Xianchu once, at Old Master Fu's birthday banquet. They didn't seem to have any interaction. "Lin Xianchu?"

"They said Lu Xiaoran was also there," Lin Yan explained.

"Okay." Yu Qiuchi nodded. He felt a little dizzy and stumbled as he stood up. Lin Yan was looking for Yu Qiuchi's phone among a pile of bottles and didn't pay attention. Yu Qiuchi was helped up by a waitress who was opening bottles.

This nightclub was much more chaotic than the bar I visited last time; it was full of all sorts of weirdos and freaks. There were even strippers on stage—it was practically a paradise of desire.

Yu Qiuchi felt uncomfortable when someone suddenly touched him, and he struggled to push the person away. But the young lady was a stubborn woman who wasn't willing to let this fat sheep go, and pressed her chest against Yu Qiuchi's body.

Yu Qiuchi opened so many expensive bottles of wine without even blinking; he's obviously rich.

Plus, she's good-looking, so sleeping with her for one night is a sure win for her.

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