Everyone turned their gaze toward Fu Yanshen.
"What is Truth or Dare?" Fu Yanshen leaned close to my ear and asked in confusion.
As he spoke, his warm breath, carrying a strong smell of alcohol, sprayed onto my cheeks.
I:"……"
He's already played two rounds, and he still doesn't understand the rules of the game.
Is he drunk?
I turned to face his flushed cheeks and dazed eyes.
"Truth or Dare means you'll be asked some rather pointed questions that touch on your personal privacy. Truth or Dare is the punishment, like being forced to kiss a wall, lick a table, or shine someone's shoes," I explained to him.
"Kissing the wall... kissing you is more like it."
He listened intently, muttering things that only I could hear.
I:"……"
He was quite drunk.
"Mr. Fu, are you going to play or not? If not, you'll have to drink as punishment, at least three cups!"
Luo Luo stood at one end of the long dining table, tapped on the table, and urged.
Fu Yanshen: "I choose... truth."
It's best to try and get away with the truth; he's quite clear-headed.
"Let me think about what to ask. Do any of you have anything you want to ask President Fu?" Luo Luo touched her chin, pretending to think, and then asked the others.
Upon hearing this, all the second-generation rich kids and heiresses present looked up, their eyes lighting up.
But no one dared to utter a sound.
Fu Yanshen rarely appeared in this circle before. Now, his social circle consists of their parents' generation, who have a sense of awe towards him.
At this moment, Ji Yan spoke up: "I'll do it! Mr. Fu, when was the first time you fell for a woman?"
He had a suave and handsome air about him, with a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
As soon as he asked the question, all the girls in the room had a gossipy look in their eyes, and some of them were stealing glances at me.
After all, I am his ex-wife, and there are many different opinions about why we divorced.
I calmly sipped my lemonade.
"It was her 20th birthday that day. She was wearing a red dress and came out of the villa happily..."
Fu Yanshen's voice was like sandpaper polishing a tabletop, magnetic and husky.
I froze, and the distant and blurry image of my first meeting with him flashed through my mind. In an instant, I curled my lip in disdain.
He's lying and trying to fool us.
"When she looked up, her bright and radiant appearance caught my eye and went straight to my heart," the man said again.
I was stunned, finding it hard to believe that Fu Yanshen would say such affectionate words in public, even if they were lies.
Turning his head, Fu Yanshen's gaze was as gentle as water, fixed on me. The deep affection in his eyes was undisguised, surging like the waves of the sea.
I gripped the glass of water tightly.
"Mr. Fu, are you talking about Qiao Qiao? I was there on Qiao Qiao's 20th birthday. She excitedly told us that you were her bodyguard." The Xu family's daughter asked Fu Yanshen with a smile.
"Wow... I remember now, I remember, that day—"
"Come on, let's keep playing!" Luo Luo quickly took control of the situation and helped me change the subject.
In the next round, by sheer coincidence, the bottle's opening was pointed directly at Song Sinan, who was sitting across from me.
The young ladies cheered excitedly.
"Boss, why don't you tell us the truth and satisfy everyone's curiosity!" Luo Luo laughed loudly, "What do you want to ask?"
Does your crush have someone he likes?
"I want to know my crush's criteria for choosing a partner!"
The young ladies asked excitedly.
Song Sinan smiled, his exquisite, aloof, pale fingers loosening the knot of his tie and unbuttoning the top button of his shirt.
He raised his chin to look at me, his clear, bright eyes gradually welling up with tears. "I have someone I love. From middle school until now, I've always... never forgotten her."
There is no standard for choosing a partner. Whether you are a good match or not, loving someone means accepting all of her. She is the best in my heart.
As Song Sinan appeared to be answering everyone's questions, her beautiful eyes remained fixed on me.
I know he was talking to me.
Wow... my crush really has someone he likes!
Who is it?
"Hey, didn't you guys see that the boss was looking at Qiaoqiao the whole time he was talking? The boss had a crush on Qiaoqiao back in middle school, and Qiaoqiao had a crush on him back then too!"
The young ladies all guessed, but Luo Luo spoke frankly.
With a "thump," the desktop shook.
Everyone fell silent, and all eyes turned to Fu Yanshen, including mine.
Fu Yanshen had just downed a full glass of whiskey in one gulp when he put the glass down, the heavy bottom of the glass hitting the table with a loud thud.
He was staring at Song Sinan across from me, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his eyes bloodshot, and his fingers gripping the cup tightly.
The smell of alcohol and aggression emanating from him grew stronger and stronger.
Is he planning to attack Song Sinan again?
"Everyone, it's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so I have to go now." I stood up, said loudly, and left.
I don't want them to have a conflict because of me.
“I should go back and adjust to the time difference too, Qiaoqiao, I’ll go with you.”
Song Sinan followed closely behind me.
Seeing us leave, Luo Luo and Ji Yan also didn't want to stay in this quiet bar any longer; they wanted to move on to another place to continue their fun.
As the group was about to leave the bar, I looked back.
The long table from before was now empty except for Fu Yanshen, who was lying face down on it.
Are you drunk?
I frowned and followed Song Sinan out of the bar.
The bustling streets, neon lights flashing, and the warm evening breeze dispelling the chill from the air conditioner.
A black Ghost, with its elegant and dignified appearance, was parked on the side of the road. Song Sinan was facing me sideways.
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