"That scumbag Liang Feifan is not worthy of Momo at all."
Song Xingwan had a feeling that Lu Jinjiu was there to cause trouble, so she gave a sullen reply and then refused to say anything more.
She was afraid that revealing too much would cause Ling Mo unnecessary trouble.
Huo Yunting sat quietly to the side, staring intently at Song Xingwan, who looked wary. His deep longing for her was like a fishbone stuck in his throat; he wanted to speak but couldn't.
He felt increasingly uneasy as he noticed her protectiveness and dependence on Ling Mo.
There was a time when the stars in her eyes shone for him, and all her little temper tantrums were only revealed in front of him.
But now, everything has changed drastically.
When she is in danger, the first person she thinks of is no longer him.
It was obvious that he was no longer important to her...
Seeing that Huo Yunting had completely calmed down, Qin Beiming stood up with relief and strode out of the private room.
"Third Brother, where are you going?"
Lu Jinjiu also got up and followed closely behind him.
Qin Beiming extended his well-defined hand and deftly unbuttoned the top two buttons of his collar, revealing his alluring Adam's apple. His cool voice possessed an irresistible charm.
"It's stuffy inside, I came out for some fresh air."
Seeing this, Gu Nanfeng felt embarrassed to stand in the private room acting as a third wheel for Huo Yunting and Song Xingwan, so she jogged to catch up with Qin Beiming, "Third Brother, wait for me!"
What are you doing here?
Qin Beiming paused slightly, then turned around abruptly, looking impatiently at the two tagalongs behind him.
"I'll go sit at the bar for a while."
Gu Nanfeng realized that Qin Beiming had come out specifically to find Ling Mo, so he quickly changed direction and walked towards the bar.
"Hey~ Third Brother, look at Feng Ge's mouth, he's such a liar! He's just like me, he's clearly here to see Third Sister-in-law."
"Say less. You know that Third Brother is thin-skinned and blushes easily." Gu Nanfeng directly covered Lu Jinjiu's mouth and dragged him away.
"..."
Qin Beiming remained silent, feeling that Gu Nanfeng's choice of words was not quite accurate.
How could a grown man like him blush?
That kind of thing only applies to girls!
Originally intending to personally correct Gu Nanfeng's inappropriate wording, she turned around and saw Ling Mo burst in...
On the other side, Liang Feifan and Ling Tian had just finished mixing drinks and were walking towards the second-floor staircase, chatting and laughing.
Ling Tian gently took Liang Feifan's arm, smiling tenderly.
"I never imagined that Feifan's bartending skills were even more impressive than those of a bartender."
"You're so sweet-talking." Liang Feifan especially enjoyed the feeling of being looked up at by Ling Tian, and subconsciously clenched her little pink fist nestled in his arms.
"Does Brother Feifan always hold a girl's hand like this?" Ling Tian blushed, tilted her head slightly, and her eyes revealed her innocence and cuteness.
"This little girl has quite a few thoughts! To tell you the truth, you're the only girl in the whole world who can make me care this much."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Feifan bent down, about to kiss her thin, red lips, when he saw Ling Mo, dressed in the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, walking over with disheveled hair.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly released his grip on Ling Tian's small fist, gently coaxing her:
"I'm going to the restroom. You go back to the private room first."
"oh."
Ling Tian waited in vain for Liang Feifan's kiss, and a look of disappointment flashed across her dark eyes.
"Be good, listen to me."
Liang Feifan affectionately stroked Ling Tian's head, and after watching her go up the stairs, the smile on his face turned cold in an instant.
Turning to look at Ling Mo, who was still very bright under the shadow lights, he didn't think twice and stepped forward to block her way.
What are you doing in a place like this?
Liang Feifan put one hand in his pocket, while the other hand casually tugged at the bow tie on Ling Mo's school uniform collar. "Uniform temptation?"
Ling Mo slapped his hand away with a "smack" and said coldly:
"A good dog doesn't block the way."
"What did you say? Dare to say it again?" Liang Feifan suddenly grabbed Ling Mo's wrist, scrutinizing her attire, his lust evident in his eyes.
"I said, a good dog doesn't block the way. Can't you understand human language?"
"How long are you going to keep playing hard to get? Acting like an innocent maiden, you're putting on airs! Tell me, are you here to entertain guests?"
"Watch your mouth! If you really can't, add some toilet cleaner."
Ling Mo disgustedly broke free from Liang Feifan's grasp, and then, with lightning speed, raised his arm and slapped him hard across the face. "Idiot, get the hell out of here!"
The burning pain on his face made Liang Feifan even more furious.
He no longer cared about propriety, shamelessly leaning in and pressing down on Ling Mo, forcing him to the entrance. "Tell me, how much for one night?"
Before he could finish speaking, he stretched his neck impatiently, intending to force a kiss on her.
From the moment Ling Mo barged into Only Bar, images of him and her having a passionate night in bed had already flashed through his mind.
Anyway, she's not exactly a chaste and virtuous woman, so playing around with her won't cause any harm.
Ling Mo was in a hurry to see Song Xingwan, and being delayed by Liang Feifan made him extremely upset.
She grabbed the empty wine bottle from the entryway and was about to smash it on his head when Qin Beiming pulled Liang Feifan aside first.
"Mr. Liang, please have some self-respect."
Qin Beiming stood in front of Ling Mo, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on Liang Feifan, who was half a head shorter than him.
His voice was low and deep, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet it carried an indescribable pressure that made people feel tense and breathless.
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