Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

Fifteen minutes later, Yu Suiwan got off the car at the entrance of Mu Se.

Xiao Du was standing at the door to greet the guests. When he saw her get out of the car, his face lit up with joy and he quickly turned around to send a message to his boss.

He was a college student working part-time from nearby. The first thing he did when he started working was to get to know several wealthy kids who often came to Beijing.

Among them, Yu Suiwan’s photo is placed on the first page.

He thought she was a big star, but the general manager said that she was a VIP guest of Twilight, and as long as she came, everyone's salary for that day would be increased fivefold.

Five times.

Xiao Du's mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear as he stepped forward and said, "Good evening, Sister Sui Wan."

Yu Suiwan smiled and nodded at him: "Good evening, Xiao Du."

She walked past the noisy crowd and headed towards the second floor.

In the private room, Wen Zheliu was playing dice with Wen Zhao and the others. The table was covered with colorful wines. Wen Zhao was a big drinker and his face was flushed.

Wen Zheliu has been letting himself go ever since he finished his exams, partying in different bars until the early hours of the morning every day. Wen Zheyan couldn't stand it anymore, so he planted spies in all the major bars in Beijing.

Only Dusk is still safe for the time being because someone has opened a back door for her.

Yu Suiwan walked over and sat down next to Wen Zheliu, who happily handed her a pair of dice.

"Wanwan, can you play this?"

"know a little."

Wen Zhao seemed to have seen a savior: "Great, President, please come quickly."

Wen Zheliu and Gu Heng are simply two old foxes. Whenever the three of them play together, they always make fun of him.

At least he is not the only newbie anymore. If he drinks any more, he will really get dizzy.

"No, no, I don't want to sit next to Gu Heng anymore. I suspect he's always targeting me. President, let's switch seats. I want to sit next to you."

Yu Suiwan took the dice and switched seats with him, sitting next to Gu Heng, while Wen Zhao sat down next to Wen Zheliu.

Gu Heng is also at Peking University, but Yu Suiwan has been out working on projects lately, so I haven't seen him for a long time.

She chatted with him while rolling the dice, glancing at her own score.

Four sixes, one five, Yu Suiwan raised his eyebrows.

Wen Zhao lost the last round and looked at his points and shouted, "Four sixes."

Wen Zheliu propped up his chin and looked at him with a smile: "Five sixes."

Gu Heng continued, "Six sixes." He paused, then added the next word, "Pick."

Wen Zhao was overjoyed and winked at Yu Suiwan.

Fire him, fire him.

Yu Suiwan glanced at him awkwardly and said, "Seven sixes, pick them."

Wen Zhao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect her to be so bold. He looked around at the people and said hesitantly, "Eight and six!"

Wen Zheliu just waited for him to call out the number, then raised his hand and lifted the lid of his cup. Several heads gathered around to see his count.

Four ones, and a lone six.

"Hahaha."

Wen Zheliu laughed a few times and began to show his cards, but he didn't have a single six.

She turned over Gu Heng's cards and found only two sixes, and there were four sixes in Yu Suiwan's cup, making a total of seven sixes.

Wen Zhao couldn't believe it.

Even with such good cards, I still lose!

Wen Zheliu sneered mercilessly: "Hahahahaha, Wen Xiaozhao, you've ruined a good hand of cards."

Wen Zhao was furious and said, "No, it's not that you don't have a six, why are you shouting six after me?"

"And you, Gu Heng, what the hell are you picking? I have so many and they're all wasted."

Gu Heng didn't waste any time talking to him. He filled the glass and handed it to him: "Luckily Wen Zheliu was quick to open you. If I had waited for you to open it, you would have had to drink two glasses at least. Who can you blame for your obvious expression?"

Yu Suiwan smiled and nodded: "Xiao Zhao, you have to control your expression. The number you shake is written on your face."

Wen Zhao gritted his teeth and suddenly realized.

"I told you guys you can guess cards, but you still don't admit it."

Wen Zheliu spread his hands and said, "That can't be helped. I guessed it without even thinking."

Wen Zhao was furious. After drinking a glass of wine, his face turned even redder. If he drank any more, he might get drunk.

The other three people looked at each other, chatted and played a few games without thinking, and Wen Zhao actually won a few games.

Yu Suiwan hadn't had a drink for a long time, so after a few sips, he felt pretty good.

A few people drank and chatted, and were ready to leave around eleven o'clock.

Wen Zhao and Wen Zheliu drank a little too much. Wen Zhao was a pure food drinker, while Wen Zheliu drank the wine as a beverage.

Gu Heng supported Wen Zhao, and Yu Suiwan supported Wen Zheliu, and they prepared to call a designated driver to take them back.

The designated driver went to the garage to pick up the car, and several people were waiting at the door of Dusk.

A cool breeze blew, and several people stood at the door of dusk. Their outstanding appearance attracted many people to watch from a distance.

Alcohol emboldened the cowards. Several men stood not far away and pushed each other for a long time. Finally, a drunk man stood in front of the two girls, staring at them with his eyes wide open.

It looks graceful from a distance, but I didn't expect it to be even more delicate and bright up close.

Especially this one who was sober, looking cold and indifferent, he almost fell down when he glanced at him, it was really exciting.

The man swallowed and took out his phone: "Beautiful lady, add me on WeChat. I'll invite you out for a drink next time."

Yu Suiwan had no expression on his face, not even looking at him: "Not interested."

The man continued shamelessly: "Just give me a favor and add one. We can play together next time."

Yu Suiwan frowned and didn't say anything. Gu Heng, with Wen Zhao hanging on his body, stood directly in front of her.

"You didn't hear her say no, go away."

The man seemed to be insulted, and came over with his neck bare, yelling and pushing him: "You little idiot, why are you meddling in other people's affairs——"

Before he could finish his words, he was blown away by a strong force and fell heavily to the ground.

Yu Suiwan held Wen Zheliu with both hands, calmly withdrew his legs, and tidied up Wen Zheliu's messy hair.

The man's companions, who were not far away, saw him fall to the ground before they could react.

A smile flashed in Gu Heng's eyes.

The security guard in Dusk heard the noise and rushed over. He saw the man lying on the ground, not knowing what was going on.

Several companions gathered around and pointed at Yu Suiwan: "That woman, she hit someone, arrest her quickly."

The man in the twilight obviously recognized someone and stood aside without moving.

Yu Suiwan hugged Wen Zheliu and pointed at the security guard opposite him with an innocent look:

"You're not allowed to sleep here."

The security guard understood instantly, picked up the person on the ground, and threw him into the alley behind the dusk.

Several companions looked at each other.

Yu Suiwan added considerately, "Do you want to go inside and sleep with him?"

The men smiled awkwardly, turned around and ran away.

Gu Heng laughed out loud, and the white mist he exhaled lingered in the air for a long time.

Yu Suiwan helped Wen Zheliu into the car: "Grandpa Gu, stop laughing and give me a hand."

Gu Heng stepped forward and stuffed the person into the car: "I say, are you still going to the Student Union of Beijing University?"

Yu Suiwan shook his head: "I have more important things to do, you come."

Gu Heng nodded and fastened his seat belt: "Okay, I'll help you guard it for a few years."

The Porsche Cayenne weaves through the traffic in Beijing. Both sides of the road are colorful and prosperous like a dream, but beneath the surface calm, countless undercurrents are surging.

Yu Suiwan curled his lips. Three years had passed, and the fully-fledged eagle was finally about to begin to open its sharp claws.

It’s time for the weather in Beijing to change.