Song Guiran has been in a bad state these past few days.
Although he was in good spirits, he often skipped classes and always sneaked out of the school gate to play.
This afternoon, I heard that Shen Yiming had returned and made plans to meet up, so I went along with him.
In the afternoon, Mu Xiaocheng had no classes at school, and Ji Huaishen went to the company, so she was alone at home, bored out of her mind.
Fortunately, Shen Yiming called and invited her to go out.
Shen Yingdi is the one who knows how to enjoy life the most. In his spare time, he not only eats well, but also plays leisurely.
The game of the agreement is always won.
In the VIP rooms there, you can not only sing and drink, but also play billiards, cards, and all sorts of activities for the wealthy.
When Mu Xiaocheng arrived at Changying, she saw that Song Guiran had already passed out, lying drunk on the sofa with a slightly flushed face.
Meanwhile, Shen Yiming was drinking with someone, leaning back on the sofa in a relaxed and carefree manner.
There were a few other people in the private room, men and women, all from the same circle, but Mu Xiaocheng didn't pay much attention to them.
She cast a reproachful glance at the young master Shen, who was having a great time playing nearby. Shen, the movie star, immediately realized what was happening and said with a wronged expression, "He insisted on drinking it himself, and I couldn't stop him."
"Yes, Orange Girl, I can vouch for you."
The person echoing Shen Yiming's words was Shen's relative, Shen Yiming's cousin, Youdi.
The eldest son of the You family appears to be honest and upright, but in reality, he is a notorious playboy.
Mu Xiaocheng twitched the corners of her mouth, looked around, walked closer to Shen Yiming, and nudged his foot: "I'll sit here."
It's brighter here.
Shen Yiming, who was drinking, paused for a moment, said nothing, and made room for her.
I dared not disobey my aunt's request.
After a moment, he took a sip of wine and blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes: "I heard you cracked Wang Laoba's head open here a couple of days ago?"
"That guy's name is Wang Laoba?" Mu Xiaocheng asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you don't know? He's a thug with some influence in the underworld."
Yudi interjected, and as he spoke, he poured Shen Yiming some more wine.
Mu Xiaocheng peeled the nut shells, a smile playing on her lips: "Why doesn't he just call him a turtle?"
"You little rascal, you never mince words." A familiar voice rang out.
Han Ziyou pushed open the door and entered.
He was still dressed in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and looked refined and elegant.
Shen Yiming continued, "She's been like this since she was little; she was known for her sharp tongue when she was in school."
A smile appeared on Han Ziyou's handsome face as he walked to a dark corner of the sofa and sat down.
Mu Xiaocheng pouted, then kicked Shen Yiming next to her, looking at him pitifully with her eyes: "I want to eat strawberries."
Shen Yiming laughed and said, "What? Did Ji Huaishen mistreat you? He won't even let you eat strawberries?"
Yudi chuckled upon hearing this, but Mu Xiaocheng gave him a look, and he immediately stopped laughing.
"I...I'll get it for you."
Yudi immediately stood up, pushed open the door, and went out.
Shen Yiming stood up, his tall body now even more muscular.
He said to Han Ziyou, "Minister Han, it's been a long time since we played ball together. How about we give it a try today?"
"OK."
Han Ziyou stood up, walked past Mu Xiaocheng, and suddenly stopped: "Little girl, wanna play?"
Mu Xiaocheng waved her hand: "No."
She's terrible at billiards, and always gets crushed by them. She's competitive and doesn't want to humiliate herself.
Han Ziyou patted her head and said with a light laugh, "I had someone order some pastries from Linghualou for you."
Mu Xiaocheng: "Brother Ziyou is the most handsome!"
Shen Yiming: "..."
Mu Xiaocheng is a foodie with no principles.
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