You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

The wine bottle is tilted slightly.

Su Tingran was about to pour wine into the glass.

A white hand reached out and lifted the bottle.

"Don't drink this, let's ask Sister Jiamu and Li Li to go out and drink."

Sheng Mumu's eyes were curved, shining as if he had won the lottery.

With a large windfall, she wanted to squander it.

"Celebrate your return to being single, I treat you, don't get drunk tonight!"

Su Tingran also became interested when he heard it, "Never get drunk!"

……

Ten p.m.

The top floor of a high-end club in Beijing.

Four graceful and graceful women stepped out of the elevator in high heels.

Walking through the corridor arranged like a starry sky, it seems to enter another world.

The lights are gorgeous and blurred.

The air smells of alcohol and tobacco.

The sound of the music made people's ears numb, covering up the sound of wine glasses clashing everywhere.

At the bar, a young and handsome bartender is mixing spirits, his movements are like acrobatics.

Qiao Li walked in front, raised her hand to call for the waiters, and led them to the booth.

As the one who is most familiar with the bar among the four, Qiao Li naturally made an introduction after ordering drinks.

Mysteriously said:

"This bar has recently opened. In a word, absolutely."

"Where is it?" Qin Jiamu raised his eyebrows curiously.

Qiao Li: "Nowadays young people like to come here. There are so many handsome men and beautiful women. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the bar with the highest average appearance in Beijing."

Qin Jiamu smiled confidently:

"Of course, we are here, can't we raise our average appearance?"

Everyone was amused by Qin Jiamu's words, nodded their heads, started pouring wine, and entered the rhythm of the girlfriends' drinking session in a second.

Qiao Li turned to look at Su Tingran.

"Listen, Sister Ran, what we're focusing on today is washing the eyes."

"Macho style, gentle style, handsome style, milk dog style."

"Whatever genre you like, you can find it here!"

Su Tingran's personality is more restrained, but he is a little embarrassed to hear this.

This was her first time in a bar. She had been to several clubs with her ex-husband before, and the atmosphere was completely different from here.

Sheng Mumu saw that she was not used to it, so she shrugged her arm and joked:

"Li Li is right, listen to Ran, you didn't know that you stayed at home every day, but now boys like older sisters, especially rich older sisters like you."

Sheng Mumu pointed around with his chin and said:

"I dare say, if you shout 'I'm a rich woman with hundreds of millions of dollars', there will be at least ten handsome guys here chasing you and shouting 'Rich woman, hungry, hungry', believe it or not?"

"..." Su Tingran was stunned, showing an expression of "don't talk nonsense", and said, "Don't we just come to drink and chat today?"

She didn't expect to meet a new man so soon.

Seeing that Su Tingran's chatterbox had finally opened up, Sheng Mumu felt relieved.

In order to liven up the atmosphere, he intentionally teased her: "Of course it's only drinking, don't you want to spend money on fast—"

Before he could say the words "buy happiness", Su Tingran covered his mouth.

Su Tingran looked around vigilantly:

"Mu Mu, please keep your voice down! Don't say a few words, I don't want to die socially as soon as I return to being single."

Sheng Mumu's smiling eyes were crooked, her mouth was covered, and her voice came out indistinctly:

"Okay, I won't say, I won't say."

While joking and chatting, two handsome boys passed by.

He couldn't stop looking at their table, looking eager to strike up a conversation, and even sat down at the empty booth next to them.

Qin Jiamu couldn't help frowning and glaring at these boys who were not a few years older than her daughter looking at them maliciously.

"What are you looking at, have you finished your homework?"

The two little boys were taken aback for a moment, and quickly changed tables.

Seeing this, the other three people on the table burst into laughter.

So, it really became a night of pure "seeing" handsome guys.

Chatting, drinking, and playing with the sieve, it's a lot of fun.

……

at that time.

Beijing Airport International Terminal.

A man came out of the station.

Tall and slender, with deep eyebrows and eyes.

The suit is casually draped on the forearm, under the curve of the crisp shirt, the muscle lines of the arm are looming.

Because I read the group project report on the plane, there is still a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose.

The dignified and cold aura attracts the attention of people around.

Qi Mo took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket and closed his eyes.

Clicking on the WeChat dialog box, doubts flashed across the dark pupils.

She accepted all the transfer red envelopes he sent to Sheng Mumu, but she didn't reply to the message he included in the red envelopes.

He told her in WeChat to come back in the evening.

She didn't seem to see it.

Qi Mo took off his glasses slowly and squeezed the space between his brows.

Outside the gate of the terminal building, Xiao Wang waited for a long time.

Seeing the boss coming out, he hurried forward to take the luggage and opened the door for the boss.

After putting away the luggage, Xiao Wang got into the driver's seat.

He turned his head slightly to glance at the back row.

I saw the boss looking at the phone with a slight frown.

After pressing a few times with his fingers, he lifted the phone to his ear.

After waiting for a while, he put down the phone again.

Xiao Wang rolled his eyes shrewdly and started the car without saying a word.

This time he was smarter.

Don't ask the boss where you are going, just drive directly to Xiyu Yueting.

According to his observation, Mr. Qi hasn't lived in the group's bedroom for a long time.

As long as you are free, you are going home.

It must be this time too.

……

in the bar.

Sheng Mumu and Qin Jiamu are very interested in playing with the sieve.

Qiao Li pulled Su Tingran to see the handsome guy passing by.

None of the four noticed that a mobile phone on the table was on several times.

Sheng Mumu belongs to the type of people who are addicted to food. He can't play Qin Jiamu at the sieve, and he refuses to admit defeat.

Come and go, several glasses of cocktails.

The alcohol content of the cocktail is high, but the entrance is soft.

I got drunk without knowing it.

Sheng Mumu's already fair cheeks were slightly flushed, making them look more translucent.

However, the light in the bar was dim, and the red and purple light shone on his face, covering his blush.

The four looked at each other, and they all felt that each other was not drunk.

So with a big wave of his hand, he continued with another round of cocktails.

Su Tingran went to the toilet halfway.

Sheng Mumu and Qin Jiamu put down the sifter.

One of them pulled the youngest Qiao Li up.

"Li Li, tell me, which one are you looking for? Sister will help you to ask for WeChat." Qin Jiamu vowed, patting his chest.

When Sheng Mumu heard this, he was unhappy.

Pick up the phone on the table and slide it away quickly.

Because he was eager to find Cheng Zhuo's photo, he didn't notice the missed call notification on the screen.

Flipping through the photo album, she found Cheng Zhuo's photo of Cheng Zhuo wearing crotch pants and riding a rocking car when he was a child.

Throw the phone in front of Qiao Li.

"Don't listen to Sister Jiamu, Li Lilai, take a look at this, do you like it?"

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"Cousin, don't make trouble, isn't this Cheng Zhuo?"

Sheng Mumu woke up three minutes after being drunk, and sat up straight in a second.

As if grabbing Qiao Li's handle, he dragged his tone:

"Yo yo, you can recognize him dressed like this?"

After the words fell, Qiao Li's ears turned red all of a sudden.

Seeing this, Sheng Mumu became even more interested.

I didn't expect a rock girl to blush too.

She moved the phone even closer, almost hitting the tip of Qiao Li's nose.

Pressed with alcohol:

"How about it, is my brother handsome?"

Suddenly, a message popped up on the screen.

Qiao Li's eyes lit up, and he found an excuse to change the subject.

"Cousin, you have a new WeChat message."

Sheng Mumu put back her phone, and turned it on slowly.

Mouth angrily:

"Who, it's better to have something important to send a message so late to disturb my sister's drinking."