Su Mei muttered, "I seriously doubt whether you're going to meet your relatives or to start a relationship?"
"Of course, it's the former."
Tang Yaoyao picked up a silver bag: "I'll have Pei Jin deliver it to me."
"good……"
Su Mei's gaze remained fixed on her; her face and hands seemed to possess a golden touch, effortlessly creating breathtaking beauty.
I don't want to drink bubble tea anymore...
...
Night, in the city.
The most upscale nightclub in Fuzhou.
She only found out her brother was here tonight through a hacker.
As a public figure, it was inconvenient for him to appear directly, so he put on sunglasses.
Tang Yaoyao's temperament can be described as one in a million; she is a goddess of a thousand faces.
The moment I stepped into the city, I drew the attention of many.
Even with sunglasses on, her aura was captivating.
One or two rich kids came up to chat her up, but Tang Yaoyao ignored them and walked forward with an air of superiority.
She can sense her blood relatives.
I'm quite certain that my brother is in the private room inside.
But she couldn't barge in without permission. If she offended her brother, it might backfire, and even if they successfully reunited, it wouldn't be well-received.
She thought for a moment and then called out to the delivery guy who was serving the drinks.
He handed him the card: "In this room, there is a bottle of Louis XIII Supreme."
The deliveryman nodded: "Okay, please wait a moment."
Tang Yaoyao pursed her lips. This bottle of wine cost her nearly 60,000 yuan. If the family reunion failed, she would probably be left with nothing.
Soon, the delivery guy brought over the drinks.
"Mr. Fu, do you know him?"
The young man nodded: "I know him."
Tang Yaoyao gave him a small tip: "Bring the wine to him and tell him that Miss Tang has something important to discuss with him and wants to meet up."
"OK, thanks."
Then, the guy selling the liquor pushed open the door and went inside.
There was a woman and several men in the room.
Looking at them, there wasn't a single one I could afford to offend.
He brought the wine to Fu Xiuchen and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, here is your wine."
Fu Xiuchen frowned; he seemed to have no idea.
Immediately afterwards, the young man lowered his head, whispered Tang Yaoyao's words in his ear, and then bowed and left.
Fu Xiuchen's gaze fell on the bottle of fine wine, and he pondered for a moment, lost in thought.
Xiao Jinhan sensed that he seemed to be thinking about something and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was just about to go over and sit down when Fu Mengyao took his hand and said, "Fourth Brother, we haven't drunk this cup of wine yet. Since this is a welcome feast for me, we should drink to our hearts' content."
Xiao Jinhan turned his head and saw that her cheeks were slightly flushed. Her usually clear voice had a hint of coaxing in it: "You're drunk."
Fu Mengyao was a little confused and pouted, "I'm not drunk, it's Fourth Brother who's drunk."
When Xiao Jinhan looked at Fu Xiuchen again, he had already left the room.
Tang Yaoyao was waiting at the door. The moment Fu Xiuchen opened the door, she grabbed his hand without saying a word and walked to the end of the corridor.
I suddenly felt a sense of peace; I had finally seen my brother again.
Fu Xiuchen hated being touched by strangers, and he instinctively wanted to shake them off.
Tang Yaoyao seemed to sense his inner thoughts and interrupted him, saying, "Brother Chen, it's not too late to push me away after you've found out why I've come to you so many times."
Fu Xiuchen was somewhat moved and finally stopped, suddenly feeling that Tang Yaoyao looked somewhat familiar.
At the end of the corridor, Tang Yaoyao let go of him.
Fu Xiuchen's pleasant voice, like the gentle mellowness of tea, rang out: "Miss Tang, what can I do for you?"
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