Tang Li was stunned.
How could I run into this?
Compared to Tang Li's disbelief, Huo Chenyu was much calmer, handing the glass of wine in front of him to Zhao Wenxun:
"Miss Zhao, you're being punished with a glass of wine. Do you accept it?"
As he handed the wine to Zhao Wenxun, Huo Chenyu subtly avoided any intimate contact with her.
Zhao Wenxun sat upright, reached out and pulled Tang Li over, and asked with a smile:
"What's the reason?"
While speaking, he didn't forget to pour the full glass of wine into the trash can right in front of Huo Chenyu.
"I can drink as much as I want, but I won't admit to any mistakes." Zhao Wenxun leaned forward, picked up an unopened bottle of wine, and with a flick of her wrist, the bottle landed in a beautiful parabola, the opened bottle returning steadily to her hand.
This is Zhao Wenxun's special skill: opening bottle caps in various ways.
It's the perfect way to charm a novice who rarely goes into such situations.
But Huo Chenyu was a cunning old fox; he tapped the table, slightly displeased.
"What? Miss Zhao thinks the wine I poured isn't worthy of your taste?"
Sure enough, he noticed this detail.
Zhao Wenxun smiled and poured two glasses of wine, one for Tang Li and one for himself.
And she said with a smile:
“I never drink alcohol that has been out of my sight, so brother, I have hands, I can pour the alcohol myself.”
After saying that, she reached out and hugged Tang Li, introducing him as follows:
"I risked my life to save this little thing."
little things?
Huo Chenyu looked at Tang Li with great interest:
"Does Miss Tang come to bars often?"
If I'm not mistaken, this is a quiet bar!
"Wow, you two know each other?" Zhao Wenxun was very surprised.
After graduating from high school, she went abroad to study. When she returned, she only knew the general outline of what had happened in Jincheng.
Naturally, they were unaware of the secret relationship between Huo Chenyu and Tang Li that had been kept under wraps for three years.
Tang Li nodded:
“He almost became my ally, but now he is my competitor.”
Competitors?
That's the enemy.
A best friend's enemy is naturally her enemy.
Zhao Wenxun leaned closer and whispered, "Don't worry, sister, I'll get him drunk for you tonight."
"Let's not," Tang Li said, pulling Zhao Wenxun aside. "After you go back to China, will you be watching TV dramas?"
Why did the topic change so quickly?
Zhao Wenxun didn't react for a moment: "I've seen it."
Just look at it.
Tang Li pointed at Huo Chenyu and said to her:
"This is the fiancé of the popular actress Lin Yiyun."
"I'm afraid I can't be your backup option number 101." These were the words Tang Li whispered in Zhao Wenxun's ear.
So the two sisters started having a private conversation.
"It's okay, I like challenges, especially competing with popular actresses for men, just thinking about it is exciting."
"......"
"However, he is your competitor, and therefore my enemy, Zhao Wenxun."
"Uh-huh."
"So sisters, don't be a coward. In this world, men and women are at peace if they sleep together, and at war if they don't."
"......"
"Hand him over to me, get him drunk, put him to sleep, and then pack him up and send him to you as an ally."
"......"
"After all, in this world, having more friends means having more paths, while having more enemies means having more walls to block your way."
"......"
Tang Li was really shocked; it felt like their friendship was about to capsize at any moment.
She wanted to say something, but then felt that her current identity was no longer suitable.
So that night, Tang Li watched Zhao Wenxun and Huo Chenyu clinking glasses and chatting happily, while she herself didn't touch a drop of alcohol.
Unlike Zhao Wenxun, who never drinks alcohol once it's out of his sight, Tang Li never drinks alcohol in places beyond his control.
Of course, Tang Li wasn't the only sucker sitting in the booth.
There's also number 100, who only served as Zhao Wenxun's boyfriend for half a day before successfully becoming his backup option.
It really is number 100.
He lies in Zhao Wenxun's contact list, not even deserving a name.
Although they don't deserve to have names, there are also the previous ninety-nine backup options.
It wasn't until 11 p.m. that Tang Li couldn't sit still any longer and pulled Zhao Wenxun aside, saying:
"I'll be going now. Once you've sobered up, remember to send me Xu Ji's information."
If it weren't for this information, she wouldn't have sat here blankly for hours.
Well, it's just for a secretary's information.
That's all.
Zhao Wenxun waved goodbye to her.
This guy has no humanity when it comes to women.
After Tang Li got up, Huo Chenyu couldn't sit still any longer. He made an excuse to go to the restroom and made a quick retreat.
He quickened his pace and caught up with Tang Li at the door.
Huo Chenyu, that old fox, started pretending to be drunk and shamelessly leaned against Tang Li.
Instinctively, Tang Li dodged.
Jiang Mian, who was sitting in the car, had just finished chatting and saying goodnight to the little book fan on the plane. When she put down her phone and looked up, she saw Huo Chenyu.
He had just gotten out of the car when Huo Chenyu stopped him with a sharp look in his eyes.
In order to keep his meager bonus, Jiang Mian retreated back into the car.
Furthermore, when she received a call from Huo Chenyu, she decisively chose to ignore it.
Tang Li really wanted to cry.
What sins did she commit to deserve being entangled with her ex-husband even after their divorce?
The key issue is that Jiang Mian's phone went unanswered.
Huo Chenyu was practically hanging from her thin, frail body.
Seeing that Tang Li was about to collapse, he took out the room key from his pocket and said, "Open...open the door."
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