Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Lele felt that the situation was not good. He pulled Fu Yu and said loudly, "Dad, let's go watch Mom and Godmother dance, okay?"

Separate them first.

Fu Yu smiled strangely and replied to Lele: "Okay, let's go."

He was clearly smiling, but there was only coldness in his eyes.

Lele is so young, and it makes me feel nervous just looking at him.

Fu Yu took Lele to the dance floor.

Morris held the wine glass in his hand, shaking it slowly and showing a somewhat disdainful smile.

"Mr. Lin, who do you think is more worthy of Qingyue, me or him?"

Lin Jing'an was just a quiet spectator, and he didn't want to get involved in the competition between them.

It’s not that Lin Jing’an doesn’t want to fight or compete, but he knows who Xu Qingyue only has in her heart, and there is probably no place for them at all.

He just wanted to maintain a friendly relationship with Xu Qingyue, so that no one could threaten his position in Xu Qingyue's heart.

Even though these men were jealous of each other and fought each other to the point of bloodshed, in Xu Qingyue's heart, he was still that well-behaved and sensible little singer.

Lin Jingan smiled and raised the juice in her hand, and replied gently: "This is not about who is more worthy, but who pleases my sister more."

"Well, that makes sense. Calling her sister is a good idea." Morris agreed.

Lin Jing'an did not refute. After all, what he said did not count.

Morris stood up and said, "I'm going to the dance floor to join in the fun. Are you coming?"

Lin Jingan shook the juice cup in his hand and shook his head with a smile.

Seeing this, Morris curled his lips lightly, said nothing more, and strode towards the dance floor.

They fight for their own interests, and it would be best if all of them suffer losses.

In this way, he is the biggest beneficiary.

……

The dance floor was where the most people gathered.

Song Yanxin and a few of her little sisters were the most cheerful ones.

She also grabbed the clapping tool from Lin Jing'an's fans and started clapping.

"Brother, you are so stupid. You stepped on my feet several times."

Liang Fenghua was embarrassed and at a loss.

Fortunately, the song is over.

Shen Xingtong quickly walked over and pinched Song Yanxin's face.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

Song Yan's heart ached, and she cried out in apology, "Senior Sister, please don't be angry. I was just saying that my senior brother didn't dance well. Why are you angry?"

Shen Xingtong let go of her face. "Your idea was great, right? You were the one who started it, right? Look at my shoes."

She pointed to her shoes.

Song Yanxin glanced at her shoes and exclaimed, "What a miserable shoe."

There were several footprints.

Song Yanxin looked up at Liang Fenghua and shook her head silently. She suddenly felt that her senior brother was too stupid and didn't get along with her.

Putting aside the issue of their ex-husband and ex-wife relationship, the man surnamed Fu and my senior sister really look good together, in terms of appearance.

"Brother, why don't you come over and help me wipe it..."

"No need." Before Song Yanxin could finish her words, a long arm stretched out and carried Shen Xingtong away.

Shen Xingtong looked at Fu Heng who appeared out of nowhere and was stunned. "How did you get in?"

"The door is open." Fu Heng's face was cold when he answered.

He carried Shen Xingtong to the banquet table.

Everyone at Shen Xingtong's table had left.

At the table next door, only Lin Jingan was sitting there eating.

She looked around and noticed that Little Blueberry and Lele were surrounding Fu Yu, and...Xu Qingyue was dancing happily with Huo Yuan on the dance floor.

Both of their movements were clumsy, but Xu Qingyue smiled happily.

When Shen Xingtong saw this scene, only two words popped up in his mind: It's over.

Just then, a big hand grabbed her ankle and took off her high heels.

"What are you doing……"

Shen Xingtong lowered her head and saw a tall man squatting at her feet.

The arrogant Fu Heng seemed to have been killed during these three years.

The man squatting next to her now is much more humane.

"It's dirty, wipe it clean." The man wiped her with a wet wipe, as if he wanted to wipe away all the traces left by Liang Fenghua.

Shen Xingtong sighed and bent down to grab his hand.

"These shoes are rented too. Don't be so stubborn. When you return them, they will clean them themselves."

"I brought flat shoes, do you want to change?" Fu Heng looked up and asked her.

When Shen Xingtong saw that he was actually holding a shoelace in his hand, her eyes lit up, "Wife, you are so kind!"

When she tried to take Fu Heng's shoes, he dodged her.

"I'll change it for you."

Shen Xingtong could only let him do as he pleased without refutation.

"Fu Heng, you're being so considerate right now. Aren't you doing this for my brothers and sisters to see?"

"Wasn't I considerate enough before?" Fu Heng helped her put on her shoes.

"...quite considerate." Shen Xingtong thought about it and felt that he had always been considerate.

It's just that it seems a little deliberate when placed in such a scene today.

Fu Heng curled his thin lips and tidied up the messy hair on her cheek, "I did do it on purpose."

Shen Xingtong: “…”

Just say it so fluidly?

"He's not worthy of dancing with you. If he really had you in his heart, how could he have the heart to step on you and trample you like this?"

"Um, that..." Shen Xingtong was stunned by his words.

But on second thought, his point of view is very strange.

"Why would he have me in his heart? You're overthinking it. He and I are senior and junior brothers and sisters. Senior and junior brothers and sisters, the words brother and sister, you can understand, right?"

The man shook his head. "I don't understand."

"He doesn't look at you like a sister."

"When he smiles stupidly at you, it's not like he's smiling at his sister."

OK OK.

Fu Heng won.

"Forget it. I can't explain it to you. Are you hungry? Eat?"

Shen Xingtong didn't give Fu Heng a chance to continue talking. She picked up a beef ball and put it into Fu Heng's mouth. "Be good, I'll feed you."

Fu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his mouth obediently to eat.

……

When Xu Qingyue came out dancing happily, she was stopped by Fu Yu.

"Did you finish dancing with him?"

"Hey, why are you here?" Xu Qingyue suddenly lowered her head and saw Lele and Little Blueberry looking at her with two pairs of black grape-like eyes.

"I want to dance with you too." Someone said with a straight face.

Huo Yuan leaned over from behind and said, "Fu Yu, Qingyue is tired from dancing."

Xu Qingyue also nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, my feet are sore, otherwise... Fu Yu, you and Huo Yuan will dance?"

The two grown men glared at each other.

"No!" the two said with disgust almost at the same time.

Xu Qingyue also felt that what she had just said was a bit absurd and embarrassing, so she could only comfort Fu Yu: "Next time, next time I will accompany you, okay?"

"Qingyue, I can dance with you next time." Morris came over at some point.

Now, Xu Qingyue was surrounded by three men and wanted to ask for help from Shen Xingtong who was eating in the distance.

But... the dance floor was packed with people and the noise was so deafening that her voice calling Tongtong was drowned out.

"Heh." Fu Yu sneered, "You don't stand a chance."

Morris retorted: "Why not?"

He turned to Xu Qingyue and said, "Let's go to the bar to dance tomorrow night, do you want to?"