The private room was brightly lit and filled with the smell of alcohol and nicotine.
Fu Wenzhou stood up happily. The moment he saw Song Qingyou, all the restlessness and frustration he had felt all night vanished. He was tall and had long strides, so he reached Song Qingyou in just a few steps.
"You came to pick me up?" A look of pleasure appeared on Fu Wenzhou's striking face. "I knew you still cared about me."
Song Qingyou's gaze lingered on him for only a moment before passing over him to look at the girl sitting in the booth.
Fu Wenzhou was oblivious. He took the coat from her and placed it in the crook of his arm, then took her hand in his. "The smell of smoke and alcohol is too strong here. You can't stand it. Let's go home."
Song Qingyou's cold eyes were half-closed, and her snow-white skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost under the light. "Smoking and drinking, you're really something, Fu Wenzhou."
Fu Wenzhou froze, looking at Song Qingyou's cold gaze. For no reason, a sense of panic surged within him. He hurriedly explained, "I didn't drink much, just two drinks, and I just smoked a cigarette. I... I didn't disobey you, please don't..."
“Hmm.” Song Qingyou interrupted him.
Gu Bai sensed something was wrong and quickly got up to explain, "This girl was invited by us and has nothing to do with Wenzhou. Don't misunderstand."
Xu Zezhan rubbed his temples. "Why do you always bring up things that don't go well?"
He put on a smile and said, "Guan Nan and I just thought she looked a bit like you, so we asked the manager to bring her over for some fun. That's all."
Xu Qingran felt a chill run down her spine. She stood up awkwardly, unsure how to explain herself.
Xu Qingran couldn't help but glance at the woman at the door a few more times; she was simply too beautiful. Xu Qingran had never seen anyone so beautiful before.
She was so beautiful that she seemed otherworldly.
It's not just her beauty, but also her overall aura, as cool and aloof as her ethereal features, like the snow that has covered the mountains for years.
No wonder she could be so captivating to that unruly man.
Xu Qingran was so engrossed in watching that she didn't realize what was happening until she came to her senses and tried to explain, "Hello, my name is... my name is Xu Qingran. I'm a waitress at the bar, working part-time here. I... actually, I don't think we look alike at all."
The other person is much prettier than me. At most, the two of us have some similar facial features, but Xu Qingran doesn't have that pure and stunning temperament.
Naturally, I'd be too embarrassed to compare.
It's strange. Normally, she would have just explained the situation clearly; there was no need for her to introduce herself.
For some reason, Xu Qingran just wanted the other person to remember her name.
While I was lost in thought, the other person spoke, their voice clear and bright, like a crescent moon in the night sky.
But it wasn't said to myself.
"You think she looks like her, so you bring her to Fu Wenzhou?" Song Qingyou's gaze was cold: "You really are a den of snakes and rats."
This was the first time she had shown respect to Fu Wenzhou and his friends in public.
Logically speaking, they should be angry.
After all, the phrase "a den of snakes and rats" doesn't sound very pleasant.
But strangely enough, not a single person spoke up to refute this.
Shen Guannan felt that this matter was caused by him, and said with a slightly apologetic tone: "Miss Song, this matter was indeed my fault, and it really has nothing to do with Wenzhou."
Fu Wenzhou's heart pounded. He inexplicably felt that if he didn't explain things clearly now, he might never be able to hold onto Song Qingyou again.
Therefore, they are not hesitant to shift blame when necessary.
“Youyou, it really has nothing to do with me. I don’t think you two look alike.” Fu Wenzhou said urgently, “When you came in just now, she was teaching me how to coax you. We didn’t do anything.”
Fu Wenzhou felt he was more wronged than Dou E.
He didn't find the person, so he has to suffer the consequences himself.
“It’s not important,” Song Qingyou suddenly said.
Fu Wenzhou was completely dumbfounded: "Wh...what?"
Song Qingyou said in a flat tone, "I said, it's not important."
Fu Wenzhou stood there, his brows furrowed deeply: "Youyou, explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by 'not important'?"
Song Qingyou straightened her sleeves. "If it's not important, it's not important. You can have fun all you want. I'm going back now."
Her resolute turn left Fu Wenzhou with no chance to speak again.
Fu Wenzhou was stunned for a long time until the figure almost disappeared from sight before he suddenly came to his senses and quickly chased after it.
Gu Bai's forehead went black: "If they break up, Fu Wenzhou might kill you. You'd better pray for yourself."
Xu Zezhan pondered for a moment: "We went too far in this matter. Anyone would feel uncomfortable if they saw a girl who looks a lot like them sitting next to their boyfriend."
Shen Guannan clicked his tongue in surprise: "I didn't expect Song Qingyou to come either."
Xu Qingran interjected, her eyes filled with confusion: "Because she loves him, that's why she came to the bar to find him in such cold weather in the middle of the night."
What else could it be for?
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, then said, "What do you know, you little brat?"
Xu Qingran pursed her lips, lowered her head, and remained silent.
Seeing this, Gu Bai didn't want to make things difficult for a young girl, especially since they themselves hadn't thought things through today. So he told the manager that from now on, all their drinks would be charged to her.
The party ended on a sour note.
The cold wind howled outside. Song Qingyou got into the car, and Fu Wenzhou followed her in.
Song Qingyou glanced sideways at the bustling street outside the window, without saying a word.
Fu Wenzhou felt increasingly panicked, but he also felt that he hadn't done anything at all and didn't understand why Song Qingyou was angry.
But no matter what, he didn't want her to ignore him.
Fu Wenzhou cautiously began, "That person really wasn't me..."
"I'm tired." Song Qingyou's eyes showed weariness. "Let's talk about it when we get back."
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
Fu Wenzhou's remaining words were stuck in his throat, and he could only swallow them back.
Looking at Song Qingyou's tired and pale face, his heart ached terribly. At that moment, he wished he could go back to the daytime and strangle the version of himself who had argued with her.
The Fu family's property belongs to him, and so does SY.
If she doesn't want to contact me, then so be it.
Why did you argue with her?
She came to the bar to see him in the middle of the night in the freezing cold, even though she clearly doesn't like bars at all.
Fu Wenzhou's heart throbbed with pain, and an indescribable sense of panic swept over him.
That clenched emotion in his heart, Fu Wenzhou later learned, was called regret.
He remained silent, not daring to disturb her rest.
When the car arrived at the destination, Fu Wenzhou reached out to pick her up, but just as his palm touched that snow-white skin, a cold voice came from beside him.
"Don't touch me."
Song Qingyou suddenly opened her eyes, ignoring Fu Wenzhou who was standing there in a daze, and got out of the car and walked straight home.
Song Chang tentatively asked, "Mr. Fu, what happened between you and Miss?"
Fu Wenzhou shook his head. "It's nothing."
Song Chang then did not ask any further questions.
Fu Wenzhou lowered his eyes, staring at his empty hands, his expression forlorn.
But he didn't dare to delay and quickly pushed open the door to catch up.
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