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Seeing this, Ye Bai suddenly realized.

No wonder Zhao Wuyai and Ye Xuanyuan didn't leave; they were waiting for Cao Yuanhu.

It's not unusual for two sycophants to get together, but Ye Bai still couldn't figure out why these guys had all come to his bar to party today.

Was it not because of himself, but because of Li Fengyun?

After glancing at the mixed-race girl, Ye Bai suddenly had a guess.

It's true that he had grudges against these three guys, but there was absolutely no need for them to come to the bar to cause him trouble.

In particular, his decision to come to the bar was made on the spur of the moment, and Zhao Wuyai and the others had no way of knowing about it.

From this perspective, his encounter with these three people was purely by chance.

And seemingly to verify his guess, Li Fengyun began to shout angrily.

"Cao Yuanhu, are you never going to stop? I tolerated what happened last time, and you still want to cause trouble this time? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Li Fengyun glared at Cao Yuanhu, his eyes reddening, not because he was about to cry, but because he was so angry he was about to breathe fire.

"I didn't cause any trouble. Qianqian was my guest. If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself."

"Besides, do you really think that Qianqian agreeing to meet you means she agrees to your pursuit?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? A little simp like you, how could Qianqian possibly be interested in you?"

Cao Yuanhu chuckled strangely and lit another cigarette at an angle.

The filter on the one I ate before had fallen apart from being chewed on for so long.

The second young master of the Cao family liked to have a cigarette in his mouth but not light it, which was considered a very unique characteristic in the elite circles of Jingzhou.

The simplest description is: Cao Lao Er likes to show off.

"flourishing……"

Seeing that Cao Yuanhu showed no sign of guilt, Li Fengyun could only suppress his anger and look at the mixed-race girl.

"I'm sorry, just as you were texting, Sister Caiwei called me. Since we happen to be in the same place, I thought it would be good to come over and tell you in person."

"We're not a good match, and I don't like you, so don't contact me again. My brother doesn't allow me to date, and I don't want to date either..."

The mixed-race girl named "Qianqian" looked at Li Fengyun and said somewhat apologetically.

"You...you don't like me? This...how is that possible?"

Li Fengyun was struck dumb, his body swayed violently, and he was completely stunned.

"Tch! It's perfectly normal that they don't like you! Look at you, so pathetic! You're not a Casanova, you're just a little simp!"

"Don't even mention a stunning beauty like Qianqian, even if I were a woman, I would never be interested in you!"

Cao Yuanhu laughed triumphantly. As a fellow sycophant, he loved seeing others fail to grovel before him.

The idea of ​​feeling sorry for someone who has died is absolutely nonexistent; it will only make him feel that he is one step closer to successfully groveling to someone.

It's a very simple principle: when there's only one simp left in the world, the goddess naturally has no choice.

Of course, more importantly, he and Li Fengyun had always been at odds. Seeing the other party injured and humiliated was like eating the legendary ginseng fruit to him; every pore on his body instantly felt refreshed, and he felt extremely comfortable.

However, Cao Yuanhu knew when to stop, lest he really provoke Li Fengyun into doing something crazy.

After saying that, he led the mixed-race girl, Xiang Ziming, and Shen Caiwei toward Zhao Wuyai and Ye Xuanyuan's table.

"She doesn't like me! Qianqian doesn't like me either... I've been deluding myself again..."

Li Fengyun had already been helped back to the sofa by the Xie brothers. He leaned there with his eyes vacant, looking completely lost.

There's nothing we can do; today's blow was truly significant.

It was only with great difficulty that I finally let go of the goddess I had admired for many years and found a new target for whom I could fight (or grovel).

As a result, the relationship ended completely before it even began, and you can imagine how painful that was.

Ye Bai and the others looked at each other, unsure how to comfort them.

The main problem is that none of them have ever been a sycophant, so they lack experience in dealing with this situation.

"Hey, Fengyun, don't be sad. Come on, let's have a drink. We'll drink with you until we drop today."

Xie Buku really started crying; if you didn't know better, you'd think he was the one who had just broken up with his girlfriend.

"Actually, I don't think it's a big deal. It's all the same thing, so what difference does it make whether they reject me or not?"

Xie Bu Nao poured drinks for everyone while muttering to himself.

Ye Bai and Zheng Wushuang exchanged a glance, and at the same time, the same thought arose in their minds.

What you said makes so much sense!

Li Fengyun fawned over Queen Qin for so many years, but wasn't that just one-sided groveling?

The Queen of Qin never agreed, not even giving the slightest hint.

The number of times I've been refused is probably close to a hundred.

But Li Fengyun was still wagging his tail, singing, sticking out his tongue, eating hot pot, and licking it with great pleasure.

So what does it matter that this mixed-race girl named "Qianqian" only refused once?

With this thought in mind, Ye Bai and the others simply stopped showing any sympathy and continued drinking and having fun.

Li Fengyun is a true fighter who never gives up; he doesn't need their comfort.

"Master?"

After drinking for a while, just as Ye Bai was thinking about going to the monitoring room to see if there were any results, a familiar voice suddenly came from nearby.

Ye Bai turned his head and saw a burly but short young man looking at him excitedly.

"The Big Millet Brothers?"

Ye Bai was taken aback, then laughed.

I unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance again, the martial arts star I had appeared on a TV show with before, Mi Zizhen.

"Master, I've finally found you! Where's my mistress? She didn't come today?"

Mi Zizhen came running over excitedly, almost jumping up and down.

After recording the program that day, Ye Bai and the others left first.

Mi Zizhen searched backstage for a long time but couldn't find anyone.

Later, he wanted to ask Tong Yan for Ye Bai's contact information, but Tong Yan felt it was better not to let this mentally unstable guy disturb Ye Bai's normal life, so she directly refused.

But Mi Zizhen was still unwilling to give up and continued to inquire everywhere.

Despite being a big star with great fame, he still couldn't find out anything about him.

This is also because Ye Bai only recently got a cell phone, and very few people know his phone number.

Unexpectedly, Mi Zizhen was ready to give up, but today he unexpectedly ran into him here. You can imagine the surprise he felt.

"Wanqing is not here."

Ye Bai was too lazy to correct Mi Zizhen's way of addressing him anymore. This guy was just stubborn, so he might as well let him be.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't teach the other party the Xuanmen tradition, he's not breaking the rules.

"It's good that you didn't come!"

Mi Zizhen chuckled, then suddenly took out his phone and sent a voice message: "Qianqian, come here quickly, I've found our master!"

"flourishing?"

Upon hearing this familiar name, Ye Bai's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then, the stunningly beautiful mixed-race girl from before actually stood up and walked towards them.

Ye Bai's eyes widened instantly.

No wonder he felt the name "Qianqian" was familiar before; it turns out that she is Mi Zizhen's younger sister, Mi Qianqian!