"I'm going to the bathroom first, you guys keep drinking."

Watching Song Hui leave, Shi Wu suddenly felt uneasy.

At this moment, the lights on the stage came on, and Shi Wu looked up and met the cold gaze on the DJ stage.

Lu Yuye picked up the phone next to him and shook it, motioning her to look at the phone.

Shi Wu reached into her bag and took out her cell phone. Lu Yuye sent her several messages in a row.

【Wife, I see you! 】

【You are so beautiful tonight! 】

[Wife, I really like seeing you in a skirt.]

[Wife, do you want a male model?]

【???】

【Don’t you love me anymore? 】

From the news, we can see Lu Yuye’s mental journey from initial happiness to gradual collapse.

Shi Wu wanted to explain, but the male model next to him handed him a glass of wine.

"Sister, would you like a drink?"

"Cheers, you two. I'm a little busy right now." Shi Wu said as he quickly walked away from the two of them and sat down in the corner of the booth.

But the two male models immediately came over again.

"Sister, don't you like us?"

"What type do you like, sister?"

Shi Wu pursed her lips and pointed at Lu Yuye on the DJ stage.

"Sister likes that type. Can you help me call him over?"

The male model was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly.

"Our DJs never accompany anyone drinking. A wealthy woman once refused to drink with him even though she offered her $100,000."

One hundred thousand?

Are you sure it's just a drink?

"Really? Well, I have ten dollars here. I'll give it a try."

Shi Wu said as he took out a ten-dollar bill from his bag, picked up a glass of wine, and walked step by step to the DJ booth.

"Handsome guy, want a drink?"

Lu Yuye's originally cold face suddenly relaxed and revealed a hint of a smile.

He reached out and took the ten dollars, then took the glass from her hand.

"This money is a bit much. Why don't we have a drink together?" Lu Yuye leaned forward, picked up his own glass of wine and handed it to Shi Wu.