Jian Ruixi and Mr. Fu sneaked out for a drink while Jayce was asleep again.
Jane Ruixi, who is already familiar with this activity, not only quickly painted herself a little smoky makeup, but also helped Mr. Fu put on the flat glasses of the scumbag. After disguising it for a while, she walked out of the room enthusiastically. Today we have to go to the bar, or else we are ashamed to tell people that we have a nightlife."
Fu Shiyuan has no idea what kind of nightlife Mrs. Fu arranges, but he doesn't understand, "What is the inevitable relationship between the nightclub and nightlife?"
"It's out of date. Haven't you heard that nightlife without Bundi is soulless?" Jian Ruixi glanced at Mr. Fu, raised her head and said, "Let's go, take you to see the world today."
Although it is almost ten o'clock, the streets of Greater Shanghai are still full of traffic. The closer you are to Tianzifang, the more pedestrians there will be on the road, mainly young people in their early twenties. They have small couples who are dating hand in hand, and they also get together in twos and threes. Little sisters or good friends, but they all have one characteristic in common, that is, they are good-looking and fashionable.
A face-controller like Jian Ruixi, coming to this street is as happy as having reached heaven. I am happy to look at the group of beautiful ladies passing by, and pull Mr. Fu with emotion, "You said the girls in the mainland are worthy of beauty. Isn't it too tall? It doesn't matter if you are beautiful, and the body is still so good, the beauties we meet at this moment are almost one meter seven upwards, with white waists and long legs."
Mrs. Fu's figure is also pretty good, with a net height of 1.67 meters, in other words, she can be a model. However, according to her standards, these young ladies were the standards of catwalks just now, and they are really good figures. Jane Ruixi admits his shortcomings.
No matter how many beautiful women who are fat, thin, thin, and have their own merits, Mr. Fu remained unmoved. He looked at his wife and chuckled, "No matter how beautiful the girls are in the Mainland, it is better for you to go home and look in the mirror?"
"That is necessary." A reserved but proud smile appeared on Mrs. Fu's face. She just admired different beauties, and she didn't say that she was inferior to others, and she had never been afraid of anyone fighting for beauty.
But when he heard Mr. Fu turning around and boasting that she was good-looking, Jian Ruixi was also very happy, and took the initiative to laugh at him, "Tianzifang is coming soon, we are looking for the most lively place today."
Mr. Fu, who wears gold-wire glasses, smiled softly and cleanly, "I listen to you."
Although Mrs. Fu's determination to jump to the Die is very firm, she always has to face the temptation of all kinds of tricks in her life. When passing by a literary petty pub, she heard several girls passing by and said excitedly, "Hurry up." , I must occupy a good position today. I came too late last time and I couldn’t see the face of the lead singer’s little brother—"
"Look at how excited you are, is the new lead singer so handsome?"
"Well handsome, okay, real people look 10,000 times better than the photos I posted in Moments, and their voices are so nice..."
As the girls walked away, their conversation voices became smaller and smaller, and finally almost disappeared in the wind, but Jian Ruixi suddenly stopped and looked at Mr. Fu with bright eyes, "It feels like Bundy is no longer suitable for us. Older people, why not find a place to drink and listen to music?"
The point is that she also wants to see this little brother who has a nice voice and is so handsome.
President Fu who also heard the girls' conversation:...
A few minutes ago, Mr. Fu, who was unaware of the sinister nature of humanity, said "I will listen to your arrangements". At this moment, there is no reason to refuse. Mrs. Fu can only be said to have changed, and dragged into this house full of art. Breath of the tavern, and got a good news and a bad news.
The bad news is that the lead singer is really a handsome young man. Sixty to seventy percent of the young people who come to this pub are girls. It can be seen that they are all for handsome guys. The good news is that the store is too popular. The place near the small stage was gone, they could only pick a corner to sit down, the lighting was dim, and when looking at the stage, they could only vaguely see a nice outline.
Jane Ruixi is not someone who has never seen the world. Gradually, she no longer focuses on the handsome guy. Instead, she is drinking a special cocktail while enjoying the band's performance, and occasionally meets Mr. Fu. On a whim, I also want to try Mr. Fu’s Long Island Iced Tea.
Fu Shiyuan handed the wine glass to her mouth in cooperation, and warmly reminded: "Drink less, this will have more stamina."
It wasn't the first day that Jian Ruixi came out to mix. Not only did she know that Long Island Iced Tea had a great stamina, but she also knew that it had an nickname called "Lost Body Wine".
Maybe it's because the wine is coming up, maybe the night is too beautiful, she took a sip of wine with Mr. Fu's hand, put her elbows on the table, and leaned her face close to him and teased: "You like some Long Island iced tea so much. Have you often invited girls to drink before?"
Hearing the words, Fu Shiyuan put down the wine glass and leaned slightly, his two faces were very close, and even his breath sprayed on Jian Ruixi's face. He stretched out his hand to pick up her chin, and rubbed his thumb against the delicate skin lightly, in a tone of voice. Ambiguously inviting: "How about I also order you a glass of Long Island Iced Tea?"
"Okay." Jian Ruixi nodded as if bewildered. Mr. Fu had a pair of gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, which reduced his aura, like a clear and elegant literati. The light image occasionally reveals a trace of evil charm and arrogance, and the more people can't stop it.
After speaking, she took the initiative to raise her head and kissed the thin lips that were close at hand, and said more aggressively than Mr. Fu, "But I want you to feed me by yourself."
In the corner of the pub, there are obviously upright couples, but they live like "dog men and women" who are affair, kissing in public. However, no one was watching them, because there were more exciting performances on the stage at the moment.
The young boy was about to propose to his beloved girl. He borrowed the stage and hadn't started singing the girl's favorite love song. The people who liked the excitement were cheering and cheering in the audience. They looked excited as if they were the person who proposed to him.
The sudden applause shocked the young couple in the corner. The main reason was that Jane Ruixi was not calm and looked around like a thief. After clarifying the situation, she patted her chest with relief, "I was scared to death. I thought Some fans recognize us again."
Fu Shiyuan, who was sober, was also rarely uncomfortable. He straightened out his messy collar and took a sip of wine before he suppressed the hot mood and motioned Mrs. Fu to look ahead, "That should be the girl who was proposed. "
Jian Ruixi stood up and watched, and could vaguely see the girl surrounded by a group of people, still holding a large bouquet of roses. I can't see the other person's expression, but I think it should be pleasantly surprised and happy.
With excessive brain supplement, she held up her face and said with emotion, “I was proposed by someone I like in a place I like. Maybe this is still a place for them to make love. I think it’s romantic and memorable.”
Mr. Fu didn't know what he had realized, and said thoughtfully, "We really didn't plan the marriage proposal in the first place. As a result, there are now fewer memories worth remembering."
"You think too much, I don't mean that." Jian Ruixi glanced at him and waved nonchalantly, "Besides it's an old wife and old wife, it's fine to have a good life now, who cares about such trifles?"
She thought that even if Mrs. Fu was here, she wouldn't mind that Mr. Fu's proposal was not romantic enough. He is a wealthy president. As long as he can marry in and become a noblewoman, let her take the initiative to propose marriage.
Fu Shiyuan pushed his glasses, "Really don't care?"
"Relax." Jian Ruixi's tone was firm, she didn't care about Mr. Fu after she said it, turned her head, she was already excited to help the man who proposed to marry him, and she was even more so after listening to the other party sing this song. Enthusiastically joined the booing team, "Marry him, marry him!"
The girl was restrained and moved for two minutes. She was pushed onto the stage by her friend. She put on the ring, hugged and kissed as a matter of course. The whole tavern burst into applause and cheers. Jane Ruixi also returned to her position with a sense of accomplishment, and she still had some meaning. , "It’s really enjoyable to help someone you don’t know for the first time."
"But why don't you join?"
Fu Shiyuan has returned to his usual smile, "Just have a good time."
Jian Ruixi didn't care either. He glanced at the time and said, "Today is the last day in Shanghai, shall we go back later?"
"good."
The next show is still very exciting. It may be inspired by the first couple. Several young people ran on the stage to sing affectionately for the girls/boys they like. They sang well. The most important thing is to satisfy Jane. Regarding the lively mood of Ruixi, she excitedly said to Mr. Fu, "This store is really not wrong, it's much more fun than the previous two days."
Fu Shiyuan was a little helpless, "I like to watch other people confess so much?"
"Of course." Jian Ruixi said of course, "If you are just listening to music, why not go to a concert to enjoy yourself. This kind of tavern needs a story to be more moving."
With that said, Jian Ruixi glanced at President Fu suddenly and said jokingly: "But if you go on stage to sing, even if there is no story, you will definitely be very popular."
She just talked casually, knowing in her heart that Mr. Fu's status is precious, and with his character, she would not easily do such things that are not in line with his status. He never expected that he would agree, as if waiting for this moment, "What do you want to hear?"
Jian Ruixi was stunned for a moment, and then became excited, "Are you really going to sing? I want to listen to "How long will i love you" most now, can you?"
Fu Shiyuan smiled reservedly, suddenly his eyes changed, and his voice was elegant and low and he said in English, in an authentic London accent, "How long will i love you? as long as stars are above you, and longer of i can."
"Right, right, right." Jian Ruixi became excited when he heard the lyrics fluently, and looked at him expectantly, "Go, Pikachu—"
Mr. Fu, who had just gotten up, almost staggered and turned to look at her helplessly.
Jian Ruixi blinked, and wittily learned the voice of Zhiling's sister, "Come on, come on."