Su Yi and Ding Qingyan went to get food. Su Yi held a porcelain plate with a baked snail in his hand and asked her, "Are you tired?"
"No." Ding Qingyan, who had been silent the whole time, glanced at her with an annoyed look, "I was just thinking about what happened just now. I felt that I didn't perform well just now. In fact, I should have learned from you and taken advantage of the victory to tear Zhao Xingchen's face apart once and for all."
Su Yi smiled, eyes bright, "No need, don't tear the mistress apart by yourself, otherwise it will seem like you are not generous. You should learn from Zhao Xingchen, like she did before, no matter how aggrieved the situation is, you should act magnanimous and tolerant. The more aggrieved, the better. This way, others will hate Zhao Xingchen even more."
"Really?"
"Of course, people sympathize with the weak. It was her fault, but the more you scold her, the more people will feel sorry for her. Besides, Dong Xinyu is on her side, so you won't get any benefits. You should let the mistress take the position more arrogantly. That way, everyone will hate her even more."
"Actually, I still have to thank you. Because of what you said tonight, I feel much better. By the way, can I call you Xiaoyi?"
"Of course."
Ding Qingyan felt warm in her heart and smiled softly, "Xiaoyi."
"Hey!" Su Yi replied exaggeratedly, and then asked mysteriously: "Yan Yan, let me ask you a question. What do you think of Lin Jishen?"
Ding Qingyan glanced at Lin Jishen in the distance with a calm expression, "Are you okay?"
"Already very handsome!" Su Yi praised him, "How is it? Don't you want to get to know him better?"
Ding Qingyan shook her head. It wasn't that she looked down on him, but, "I just got out of a bad relationship. I don't want to date for the time being. I want to take a good rest for a while."
"That's fine."
The phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Su Yi put down the plate in his hand and picked up the phone, "Hello..."
"It's me." The voice on the other end of the phone was Lan Fuchu's light voice.
"What's the matter?"
"What time will you be back in the evening?" At this moment, Lan Fuchu was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, playing with a piece of artificial rose amber in his hand, with a panoramic view of the night sea beneath his feet.
Su Yi hummed, "It should be a bit late?"
"How late is a little late?"
"I guess we'll have to wait until the party is over."
"Are you attending a dinner party?" As the night passed, Lan Fuchu frowned with a serious look on his face.
"Yes, we are attending the regular dinner at the Capital Club."
"you?"
"Yeah, Qingyan and I."
"Why did you go to a dinner party with her?" As far as he knew, it was usually a social evening for meeting and chatting.
"Come and show Dong Xinyu your power."
Lan Fuchu: “…”
"I'm afraid that if the scumbag wants to scold Yanyan, she will be bullied without someone who is good at talking."
"She's just your client, not your friend. Why do you care so much about her?"
Su Yi smacked his tongue, "It's all my fault, I'm too lively."
"..." Lan Fuchu's forehead turned dark, "Don't tell me these jokes that are not funny at all."
"If that's the case, then we can only talk about 88. There's nothing to talk about."
"..." Lan Fuchu was afraid that she was really dead, so he said coldly: "Wait a minute."
"What? Don't you think my words are boring?" Su Yi put the phone to his ear and smiled mischievously.
Lan Fuchu closed his eyes and endured it, then slowly said, "Where is the party? I'll pick you up."
"At the Capital Club... What? You said you were coming to pick me up?"
"No?" he asked back, his jaw set.
"It's not impossible." Su Yi seemed to hesitate, thought about it, and asked him: "Then let me ask you a question."
"What?"
"Do you have a membership in the Capital Club?"
"No." He answered in a stiff voice. Seeing that she didn't say anything, he asked again: "What's the matter?"
"Then you can't come." Su Yi dragged out the last word, sounding very gentle, "You can't come in if you don't have a membership."
Lan Fuchu: “…”
Just as he was about to say something, he heard Su Yi shout.
"Let's dance, let's dance, Yanyan, you sit here first and see if anyone comes to invite you to dance." Then he paused and said, "Sorry, I don't know how to dance... Do you want to teach me? Forget it, my legs are a little sore, I don't want to dance..."
It seemed like someone over there invited her to dance.
Lan Fuchu held the artificial amber's hand tighter. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Su Yi's clear voice again, "Little idiot, I don't want to chat with you anymore. I have to get busy."
Then the phone was hung up...
Bye…
Lan Fuchu's face turned cold. He looked at the dark screen of his phone, then he turned it back on, unlocked it, and called Mu Ziyin. "Youngest brother, do you know the Capital Club?"
"I know, what's wrong?" Mu Ziyin was playing Pai Gow with a few friends in the club.
“Do you have a membership?”
"Of course there must be one." Mu Ziyin threw the Pai Gow in his hand. His luck was not good tonight. He lost every time. He took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers, his expression was vague, but handsome.
"Open one for me."
Mu Ziyin felt that there was something wrong with this, "Third brother, I'm not saying anything, but what has provoked you?"
"Do I look like I'm stimulated?" Lan Fuchu asked back with a calm expression.
"If not, why do you have a membership in the club? Don't you hate this kind of socializing?"
Lan Fuchu didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he said, "Just tell me whether it can be opened or not."
"Now?"
"right."
“Then…” He checked the time, “Shall I come to see you now?” There’s no point in playing if I always lose.
"No, just give me the address of the Capital Club and then go there and wait."
"You want to go and become a member yourself?" Mu Ziyin expressed surprise.
"yes."
“…” Mu Ziyin immediately knew what to say.
*
In the club.
At eight o'clock, the dance party begins.
Romantic and lingering dance music floated from afar.
Su Yi asked Ding Qingyan to sit on a chair and wait for men to invite her to dance. Unexpectedly, Ding Qingyan was very popular tonight and many men expressed their desire to invite her to dance. After everyone heard Su Yi's story about her experience, they couldn't help but spread the word. Now all the men on the scene felt sorry for her and wanted to get to know her and be gentle with her.
The men lined up in a long queue in front of Ding Qingyan, which surprised Ding Qingyan herself. She looked at the long line with a dazed expression.
She sat quietly, and suddenly felt a burning gaze falling on her. She raised her eyes and met the gaze of Dong Xinyu in the distance.
Dong Xinyu actually showed such a jealous and angry expression...
Haven't seen it for many years...
Su Yi found that Dong Xinyu was looking at Ding Qingyan, so she chased away a man who was inviting her to dance, and leaned over to say to Ding Qingyan, "Yanyan, ignoring is the highest level, don't look at him."
Ding Qingyan immediately retracted her gaze and nodded, "Okay, I'll remember that."
This end.
Dong Xinyu stood among several men. Zhao Xingchen went to the dressing room to touch up his makeup. He looked at Ding Qingyan and then looked away, his expression becoming a little gloomy.
A man who was familiar with Dong Xinyu joked with him, "Mr. Dong, you are so lucky."
Dong Xinyu withdrew his gaze and looked at the man.
The man laughed and said, "No matter which of the two women you take out, all men will envy and hate them, especially Miss Ding. Tsk tsk... This charm that attracts men is enough to make countless heroes bow down to her."
"You think she is very beautiful." Dong Xinyu glanced at Ding Qingyan. It seemed that after everyone's approval, he also felt that Ding Qingyan was beautiful.
"She's so beautiful." The man said covetously, "I heard that Zhao Da Mingxing and Ding Qianjin were originally best friends, and now they are jealous of you. If you can make both of them happy and take them in, then you can really enjoy the blessing of having two wives every day..."
Who doesn't like the favor of handsome men and beautiful women? Therefore, when Dong Xinyu heard these admiring words, his mood suddenly improved a lot. He looked very proud, glanced at Ding Qingyan, and said with a smile, "If she apologizes to me, I can consider continuing to be friends with her."
"Oh, Mr. Dong, women need to be coaxed. You are so awkward, which makes you look ungracious."
Dong Xinyu's vanity was satisfied and he said proudly, "No, I can't just forgive her casually, otherwise it will cause problems. I need to let her know that she can't plot against me just because I have a good temper."
He always believed that the photos taken at Zhao Xingchen's birthday party were taken by Ding Qingyan.
Just at this time, Zhao Xingchen finished putting on her makeup, and walked towards the crowd beautifully with her long, swaying red skirt.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Su Yi's eyes.
That's why I say Zhao Xingchen is so thick-skinned. Even after being insulted by her like that, he can still pretend nothing happened. He has great self-control.
Facing Zhao Xingchen's gaze, Dong Xinyu walked up, bent down very gentlemanly, and smiled, "May I?"
(End of this chapter)