On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The bar wasn't far away, maybe even closer than you'd think.

It’s just a ten-minute walk from the next intersection to the cafe where we rested.

It’s a bit inappropriate to call this place a bar, but it’s more appropriate to call it a nightclub.

Two men in black suits, each as tall as the other, stood in front of the spacious doorway. Their muscles were bulging out from the fabric, and the sunglasses on their faces blocked their eyes but did not block their eagle-like gaze.

The booming drumbeats of music came from the door behind them, carrying with them the noise of the crowd.

Yu Wangxi looked at everything in front of him and quietly took a few steps back. He was full of confidence when he refuted Sun Cheng just now, mainly because he was provoked.

Although he is a rich second-generation, he is also a rich second-generation who is strictly controlled by his family. His pocket money is obtained by doing odd jobs and extorting money from Yu Wangze. He was raised in poverty. He spent the first half of his life with only the little money in his pocket.

Now that he had finally reached the door emitting neon lights that flickered purple and blue, he felt a little discouraged. The colors before him shocked him, and it was no different from telling him to leave quickly because this place was not suitable for him.

Chen Qian looked at the uniquely designed door and the customers coming in and out, and became a little hesitant. He rarely went to places like this, so he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

I was about to give up when I realized the difficulty.

Yu Wangxi continued walking forward without any expression. He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and bypass this place, and go to the French restaurant that he had just seen on the map, which was a little further away. He could have dinner there and then go home.

Lift your feet and walk...

Can't walk.

When I looked back, I found that Sun Cheng, that damn kid, had grabbed my shoulder.

Yu Wangxi shook his shoulders but failed to get rid of them.

Instead, Sun Cheng's provocative voice came clearly over the music: "Didn't you say you were going? If you take two more steps, you'll be going too far."

Coincidentally, Chen Qian and Yu Wangxi had the same idea. His voice needed to be slightly louder due to the influence of other noises. He simply leaned close to Sun Cheng's ear and advised, "Why don't we go to the restaurant up ahead to have a meal and then go back."

"Since our Xiao Qian said so, let's go and have a meal. As for the wine... let's drink it next time, next time." Yu Wangxi didn't hear Chen Qian's words clearly, but after catching a few key words, he quickly guessed what Chen Qian meant and immediately continued the conversation.

Sun Cheng's expression flickered in the frequently flickering light and shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Yu Wangxi felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him for too long, so he naturally missed the playful smile on the other's face.

"Now that we're here, it would be a shame not to go in and sit down." Sun Cheng pulled Yu Wangxi's hat and helped him take out Yu Wangxi's passport from his pocket. He also took out his own and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Yu Wangxi sat on the sofa in the booth, looking around helplessly.

Sun Cheng said he wanted to drink, so he ordered a few glasses of wine, which were placed on the table by the bartender. Some small snacks were also brought in.

Chen Qian sat in the accompanying seat. He had to go to class tomorrow morning, so he could only go through the ceremony with a slightly tipsy feeling. However, he had a low alcohol tolerance, so tonight he would probably just have a mojito or a pina colada.

Yu Wangxi didn't know what cocktails were and couldn't even remember their names.

He usually drinks beer with friends or has a sip of red wine or champagne at home with his brother and father.

He looked at the table, not knowing where to put his hands, for fear that he would accidentally pick up the glass of liquor and faint in front of Sun Cheng, embarrassing himself.

Turning around to look at Sun Cheng, who was calmly holding a glass of wine with a lemon slice floating in it, Yu Wangxi gritted his teeth and spit in his heart.

After knowing each other for almost six years, he realized for the first time that this kid was actually mean and his previous nice appearance was all an act!

Seeing that Yu Wangxi hadn't moved for a long time, Sun Cheng knew that Yu Wangxi was probably clueless about all this, so he handed his cup to the table and clinked it against one of the cups seemingly casually.

The crisp sound of glass colliding was drowned out by the fiery and jumping background sound. Yu Wangxi picked up the glass. Only when a white light flashed by could he see that it was a cocktail with a pink gradient.

Chen Qian had been paying attention to the two people's actions. When he saw Sun Cheng hinting at the glass of wine for Yu Wangxi, the answer that he had already known in his heart became even more obvious.

He glanced at Sun Cheng, wanting to say something but stopping himself, only to receive a slight shake of his head from him.

Chen Qian withdrew his gaze and focused on the wine glass in his hand.

How do you say that?

Oh, right.

Everyone has his own destiny.