At eight o'clock in the evening, Yeqin arrived at a high-end club in the city center of S.
This club is very famous in the local area, and it is not considered a private club. Before, there were film crews who borrowed the place to film here. Ye Qin therefore relaxed his vigilance and easily believed Tang Chong's words, thinking that Cheng Feichi was really here to discuss business.
The box was on the top floor, and when he knocked on the door to go in, the lights inside were dim, and there was a smoky atmosphere, which made Yeqin cough uncontrollably. Seeing empty wine bottles all over the table, he realized that he might have been fooled, and turned to leave, but was grabbed by the arm by Tang Chong.
Tang Chong, who was drunk, had a strong hand, and dragged Ye Qin back: "I just came, are you leaving?"
Ye Qin stared at him fiercely: "You lied to me."
Tang Chong laughed out loud, and then pulled him towards the table: "How could I lie to you? We do have a Mr. Chen here," he said, pointing to a fat middle-aged man with big ears on the sofa , "This Mr. Chen is also a well-known entrepreneur in S City, no worse than your old classmate. Come, let me introduce you."
Before the words finished, Ye Qin broke free from the restraints and turned around to walk towards the door. Tang Chong didn't stop him this time, and said slowly, swaying his wine glass behind him, "I heard that you were filming in Cangquan Mountain? Tsk, poor young master, sorry to see you. We Mr. Chen happens to be the investor of that movie, do you want to ask him to let the crew take care of it?"
Ye Qin's heart sank, his footsteps stopped, and he stood still. The threat in Tang Chong's words was fully exposed. He knew that the incident last time could not be easily passed, but he didn't expect Tang Chong to be so dirty that he would use Cheng Feichi to lure him into the trap.
He took a deep breath and turned around: "What do you want to do?"
"Say it as if I could draw something out of you."
Those words made everyone in the room burst into laughter, and Tang Chongyang gestured to the wine glasses on the table with his chin: "Here you are, why don't you go after drinking two glasses?"
Ye Qin clenched his back molars, strode to the table, picked up the wine glass that had just been filled, and drank it down with his head raised.
Immediately, people applauded. Ye Qin put down his glass, feeling the acridness spread from his throat all the way to his stomach.
Another glass of wine was placed on the table, and Tang Chong smiled with his mouth tilted: "It's a newcomer, so I have to drink three glasses."
People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Ye Qin suppressed the anger surging in his chest, and drank the remaining two cups to the bottom.
The last glass almost choked him. In the past, he only had a few sips of red wine when he was with his friends. This was the first time he drank hard alcohol like this. He clenched his teeth and swallowed the wine in his throat, his eyes were red from suffocation, and a few drops of transparent liquid that he couldn't swallow overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to wipe it casually.
Putting the third empty cup on the table, Yeqin stood up straight, thinking that he could finally leave now. Tang Chong poured a cup himself, said "tsk", and said, "I almost forgot, you have never seen any of us here, isn't your group famous for their modesty and politeness? How about a toast to the bosses you are dealing with for the first time?"
Knowing that he had fallen into Tang Chong's trap, Ye Qin was so angry that he just wanted to twist the man's head off and kick it as a ball. He endured it and said, "Play slowly, everyone, I'll take a step first."
Tang Chong managed to get him here, how could he let him go so easily? Picking up the glass to catch up: "At least drink this glass..."
Ye Qin shook off the hand he put on his shoulder, and with a bang, the wine glass hit the ground, spilling Tang Chong all over before landing.
At this time, in another private room in the clubhouse, Cheng Feichi finished talking with someone on business, refused the wine offered by the other party, and said that something was going on at home, picked up his coat and got up to leave.
Yan Hong didn't know when he came, and stood at the door waiting for him. When he came out, he raised the thermos cup in his arms like offering a treasure: "Brother Feichi, have you drunk? I made hangover soup..."
When Cheng Feichi heard her address, he frowned imperceptibly, glanced at the things in her hand, and said, "I didn't drink, thank you."
Sensing his indifference, Yan Hong was a little panicked, and chased after her in small steps: "I heard from my aunt that you came here... It's still early, and there's a restaurant next door that I'm familiar with, why don't we go there to eat dinner?"
There is a purpose in bringing Cheng Xin out. Although Cheng Feichi had a cold personality and didn't like to talk to people when he was abroad, at that time Yan Hong could at least walk around and get close because of the family friends of the two families. After returning to China, Cheng Feichi was busy with work, and it was even more difficult to find opportunities to get along with each other. In addition, he had to socialize, and there were more and more people around him, which made Yan Hong very insecure.
After all, Cheng Feichi never agreed to her pursuit, let alone admitting his relationship with her. Right now, the approval of her parents is the only thing she can hold.
However, Cheng Feichi didn't respond to her words, and walked along the corridor to the elevator in a leisurely manner: "I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself."
"That restaurant is very special." Yan Hong continued to fight, "All the accessories inside are made of Lego, even the flower pots. Didn't you participate in the Lego competition when you were in the United States? You will definitely like it there."
At the mention of this, Cheng Feichi's expression changed slightly, and his eyes fixed, as if recalling the past.
However, it only took a moment for him to return to normal.
"Entering the competition is to help my classmates." After a pause, he continued, "I don't like Lego."
Yan Hong was careful, so naturally he would not ignore the slightest abnormality in him. But he refused decisively, so Yan Hong had to find another way: "If you don't want to eat, let's go for a drink? Let's just go to this club, it's really hot outside, their iced coffee..."
The unfinished words were interrupted by the door suddenly opened on the left hand side of the corridor. Yan Hong covered her mouth and exclaimed, watching two men pushing and shoving out from the inside, one of them pulled the hair from the back of the other's head and bumped it against the wall, cursing: "Give me your face, do you really treat yourself like a thing? If you dare to take Joe in front of me, if you don’t teach you a lesson today, you won’t know who I am!”
It's easy for people to lose control of their emotions when they drink. This kind of quarrels and fights are not uncommon in bars. Yan Hong hurriedly hid behind Cheng Feichi, took his arm, and said in fear: "Let's go, leave them alone."
Cheng Feichi stood there without moving.
The person being beaten over there was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Taking advantage of Tang Chong's scolding vigorously, he turned around and held his arm, turned around sharply, and pressed the person against the wall.
The other hand was raised high, as if to repay the other with the same way. A few people in the box poked their heads out to see that Ye Qin's clenched fist hadn't dropped after all, and he had to rush back to filming, and he didn't want to be in the headlines tomorrow.
He slammed Tang Chong against the wall hard, his scalp ached from being pulled, and he wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, Tang Chong was so determined that he stretched out a leg to step on his shoelaces scattered on the ground. Ye Qin lost his footing and fell forward. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and landed first, avoiding intimate contact between his face and the ground.
When he got up on his arms, he looked up and saw the well-made leather shoes and crisp suit pants at first sight.
The villain Tang Chong behind him clapped his hands and laughed hahaha, intending to step forward to taunt a few more words, when he saw a person standing not far away, his face paled immediately: "Cheng, Mr. Cheng is here too, such a clever old man!" The classmates are also there, we are having fun hahaha."
The moment Ye Qin heard Tang Chong call "Mr. Cheng", his heart tightened.
He didn't know how he stood up, his brain was slow as if it was rusted, and he couldn't think of a conclusion whether he should turn his head and run or say hello and then run.
He was still flustered, a coat fell on him, covering the messy red wine stains on his chest and back.
"Let's go, I'll take you back."
At the entrance of the clubhouse, Yan Hong was still muttering: "Just let the driver take him off, let's go eat..."
Cheng Feichi didn't disrupt the planned plan because of her dissatisfaction, he asked the driver to take Yan Hong home, and drove Ye Qin back to the set by himself.
Ye Qin knew that he was helping him, and with Tang Chong's bullying temperament, he could stop in the next month. Thinking of this, the nerves that had been tense since entering the clubhouse suddenly relaxed a lot.
But being alone with Cheng Feichi made him unable to relax completely. After saying "thank you", Ye Qin didn't know what else to say. Looking over the slender hands on the steering wheel, he suddenly realized that this was his first time riding in Cheng Feichi's car.
In high school, he was the one who drove Chang Feichi, and he even sent him to races. When Cheng Feichi came out of the examination room, the two people who had just confirmed their relationship had their first date. They ate KFC and Japanese food and watched a movie.
At that time, Ye Qin dared to say and do anything, made his own decisions without asking, and tacitly agreed that Cheng Feichi should follow him in everything.
Now Yeqin lost his courage, struggled again and again, and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten yet? I have biscuits on me." He went to his pocket, but the biscuits were missing, and he took out an air cushion BB.
Cheng Feichi glanced at it, but said nothing.
Ye Qin became even more nervous. He stuffed his things back into his pockets awkwardly, and gathered his clothes together: "I forgot to change and wash yesterday... Why don't you stop and find something to eat? There are many restaurants near here."
"No, I'm not hungry."
Cheng Feichi said while turning up the temperature of the air conditioner.
Ye Qin was afraid of the cold, and in summer, when he turned on the air conditioner, he would always catch a cold and have a stomachache. During the days when they lived together in Jiayuan's apartment, Cheng Feichi would wake up every night and turn off the air conditioner, and cover him with a blanket.
Ye Qin knew that he should not always indulge in the past, but every move of the people around him could make him see the shadow of the past.
He turned his head to look out the window, raised his hand, and touched the ring-shaped object hanging on his chest through the wine-soaked cloth, his eyes were red again.
Originally, this was an excellent opportunity to apologize, but Ye Qin sensitively sensed that Cheng Feichi was not in a good mood from the occasional sneak peek.
He pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth sank slightly, forming a line with almost no curvature. The hands on the steering wheel were also clenched a little bit, and the pupils looking ahead were dark, as if they were suppressing something.
Thinking about it, if you run into trouble in that kind of place, and have to send this big trouble back to the crew, no one will be in a good mood.
Especially after receiving a call from Cheng Xin.
As soon as the connection was made, Cheng Xin began to blame: "Yan Hong is a little girl who ran all the way to pick you up, and you don't know how to send her home?"
Cheng Feichi: "I arranged a driver for her."
"They came looking for you, and you sent them away with a driver? Where have you forgotten the etiquette and upbringing you were taught since childhood?"
Cheng Xin babbled a few more words, probably afraid of arousing his son's resentment, and asked instead: "Where are you now, and when will you go home?"
Ye Qin thought he would tell Cheng Xin the truth, but he was silent for a while, and asked back, "Home, which home?"