Le Yao and Qiao Qiao are both very attractive, with beautiful faces and hot figures. They are radiant even just standing there, not to mention their excellent dancing skills. They quickly became the center of attention, with cheers and whistles coming from all around.
Many people were even eager to go up and dance, but looking at other people's dance moves, they were too embarrassed to go up unless they were professional dancers.
But that doesn't stop them from appreciating it.
Some people even filmed short videos and posted them online or on social media, prompting many to ask where the girl was from.
As a result, Midnight Bar became an instant hit.
Jiang Xiaoyu knew that his sister and her best friend were beautiful, but he didn't expect that a simple dance could cause such a sensation, much better than any publicity he could pay for.
"Xiaoyu, our little sister is amazing!" Zhang Dawang was overjoyed as he watched the video online. "How about we let them come and dance once a week from now on? We can discuss the appearance fee."
"Hehe." Jiang Xiaoyu chuckled twice, looking at his business partner. "Don't you know who my sister is? Is she short of money?"
Zhang Dawang sighed. Yes, Miss Qiao is worth hundreds of billions of US dollars, she's really not short of money. But it would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity. "Then let's ask them. Maybe they'd like to come over once a week."
"I can ask, but let me tell you, if they don't want to, don't say a word, or my family will beat me to death if they find out."
"Don't worry, I absolutely won't." Zhang Dawang hurriedly raised his hand to swear, "I absolutely won't say another word."
Nangong Jue was lost in thought in Zeyu Garden. In the past, he would avoid Zeyu Garden as much as possible after get off work. He had many houses and rarely came back. Even when he did come back, he would stay in the study or guest room. But recently, he was willing to come back as soon as he got off work. However, in the bedroom, Han Binglan's things were all there, but she was gone.
The feeling of no one bothering him anymore was actually quite unpleasant.
Is he being a jerk?
"My lord, have something to eat." Uncle Bai had called twice already. "Your body can't take it if you don't eat."
"I'm not hungry."
How can a person not be hungry?
"You can go out now, I'll eat when I'm hungry."
Uncle Bai could only sigh and then go downstairs.
Just then, Wu Ya made a video call.
Nangong Jue frowned. Why was this kid making a video call at a time like this? He hung up immediately; he wasn't in the mood for chatting.
But Wu Ya's message came quickly: Brother Jue, you'll regret it if you don't answer the video call.
Nangong Jue frowned, but finally took the initiative to make a video call: "What's up?"
"Look." Wu Ya turned the camera on his phone.
Then, Nangong Jue saw two women dancing passionately on the stage, and one of them... even though she was far away, he recognized her at a glance—it was the woman who wanted to divorce him. He suddenly stood up: "Where is she?"
"Midnight Bar, I..." Wu Ya wanted to say something, but the other party had already hung up. He was stunned for a moment. Did Brother Jue really want to break up with Han Binglan? Was his previous unusual behavior just a misperception?
"Brother Ya, why aren't you going in?" A man dressed in hip-hop style walked over. This was Geng Xiaole, the bassist of the band that came to perform, and Wu Ya's high school classmate.
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