The patron is sick

Zhu Ye suddenly changed his mind and was willing to come to the reception. Zhu Qingxiang was so moved that he almost cried again.

The dinner party is not considered a workplace, and Zhu Yu's mother, who is not on the stage, also came.Su Hui had already heard what happened at the unveiling ceremony in the afternoon, and she attended the evening dressed up in jeweled attire, like a fighting cock defending its territory, holding on to her husband's arm.

It is said that Su Hui knew Zhu Qingxiang, and the two were college classmates.At that time, Su Hui was a class flower, and she stunned Zhu Dacai, and it was easy to chase after him.So these years, she insisted on this point, insisting that Zhuo Yinong was the third party who intervened in the relationship between the two, and it seemed that she could justify her name by doing so.

The first time Zhu Ye heard this argument, he thought it was funny. Who would you marry first?Besides, the other party, Zhu Qingxiang, had to beg Zhuo Yuanhang up to now, and never echoed Su Hui's statement.

But it is true that the two have been ambiguously involved during Zhuo Yinong's marriage.Zhu Yu was even born in the same year and the same month as Zhuo Yinong's eldest daughter, Zhu Xu. It's ironic that Zhu Qingxiang had both children for a while.

Zhu Ye nodded to her, and called her politely, "Aunt Su."

An unnatural smile formed on her prematurely aging face, and she responded with a sweet voice: "How are Ye'er's legs? I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect to grow so tall."

In fact, Zhu Ye didn't grow up much. He was 17 when he left and 27 when he came back. Except for his age and experience, his body shape has not changed much.He lowered his eyes to block the sarcasm in his eyes, and said in a warm voice: "Aunt Su is wrong, I walked in a wheelchair, and suddenly came back standing up, of course I am much taller."

Su Hui turned a blind eye to the thorns in his words, and her smile became more and more tiresome. After all, Zhu Ye jumped down because she didn't know her mind back then, and it had nothing to do with her.So she said frankly: "Now that the technology is advanced and the capital's medical conditions are good, it's great to be able to stand up. We always wish you a very happy day, right?"

Zhu Qingxiang's feedback was much more sincere than hers. When she heard about Zhu Ye's legs, there were tears in her eyes, and she repeated, "Happy, of course."

Seeing him crying, Zhu Ye was annoyed, so he turned his head and wanted to slip away, so he went to find the cutie he had booked for the afternoon.

"Ye'er!" Seeing him looking around, Su Hui stopped him again: "I heard that you are leaving tomorrow, do you want to come back and stay overnight today? Your body needs someone to take care of you. After all, the family is well-equipped. I just want to talk to your dad more." , He misses you like crazy, we will send you off tomorrow."

Zhu Ye was very convinced that she acted like a white lotus in front of her face and behind her back, and she couldn't blame Zhu Qingxiang for being so pig-headed that she couldn't escape her control for so many years.He didn't bother to find out whether Su Hui's point was to ask him to "go home for one night" or to emphasize "leave tomorrow". He just said "don't bother, I've settled down", and strode towards the woman hiding in the corner. Shao Zigui went.

Seeing that he was so unscrupulous, Zhu Yu flirted with his elders in public, envied and hated him for a while, and secretly sighed that Zhu Ye lived a fairy life.

Zhu Ye, as the only descendant of Zhuo Yuanhang, never had to worry about the issue of succession, the Zhuo Group was destined to belong to him; and because he didn't like the scraps of the Zhu Group, so he didn't need to worry about Zhu Qingxiang's face. In front of his own father, he still played as a celebrity, and when he was in a hurry, he used mental illness as a shield.

Typically, you can do whatever you want, and call yourself sick if you don't want to.What a cool word.

Shao Zigui didn't have the guts to be late, so he arrived at the venue early.He already had the habit of digging into corners, and it got worse on such an uneven occasion tonight, so he almost dug a hole to bury himself.Dressed plainly tonight, relying on his hide-and-seek instinct, he accurately found a dark corner in the noisy reception, where it was difficult for anyone to notice.

In the pitiful gap in the afternoon, Qu Yi had already inquired around, gloating at his misfortune and threatening him, saying that Second Young Master Zhu is a notoriously mentally ill person, and that he would not even want his own life if he became so cruel, so he asked him to serve him carefully.It made his already anxious heart even more disturbed.

He could hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, so he finally waited for Zhu Ye.The familiar pair of pointed leather shoes reappeared in front of his eyes, making him shiver in fright.

"Look up." The man's voice fell condescendingly.

Shao Zigui was like a frightened bird, he raised his head tremblingly, revealing a clean little face, the timidity in his eyes could not be hidden.

Their eyes met, and when they saw each other's face clearly, Zhu Ye suddenly smiled.

It's different from the business smirk he put on when he was socializing in the afternoon, and it's not the sneer when he argues with Zhu Yu.When he really wanted to laugh, the frost on his face melted, it could almost be called tenderness.

"Shao Zigui," Zhu Ye called his name playfully, and said meaningfully, "Zigui, you are talking about the cuckoo bird."

"Yes." Shao Zigui lowered his head in panic.

Now no one knows that he once used the name "Cuckoo".They all blamed his biological father for being superstitious, and the fortune teller said that his horoscope was not strong enough, so he needed a girl's name to raise him. It happened that his father's surname was Du, so he patted his head and named him Du Juan.

This funny name followed him for 16 years and was buried with his mother.The company did not allow him to debut with such a ridiculous name, and he had no nostalgia for his father who abandoned his wife and son, so he simply abandoned the past, turned around and changed his name to follow his mother's surname.

They were in the corner of the venue, far away from the center, and the waiter serving the wine didn't even bother to go around. There were no people around, which made the silence between them even more awkward.

Neither of them are talkative people. Shao Zigui was clear about his responsibilities, and kept in mind the ultimate goal of getting people drunk. He cleared his throat and asked, "Mr. Zhu, would you like me to bring you a glass of wine?"

"I'm not Mr. Zhu," Zhu Ye denied coldly, glanced at Zhu Qingxiang and his son in the distance, and said, "That's Mr. Zhu, I'm not."

Shao Zigui knew that he was not working in the Zhu family, so he changed his words like a gentleman: "Master Zhu?"

Zhu Ye sneered, quite self-deprecating.

Shao Zigui raised his heart in his throat, fearing that the conversation would collapse within three sentences, and when he turned around to be cleaned up by Lin Yi, he asked shamelessly, "What's that called?"

Zhu Ye didn't answer for a long time, Shao Zigui only heard a faint sigh: "It's fine if you don't know."

Then there was a deathly silence between the two of them.

At the critical moment, Kong Zhejun ran to the rescue.

He walked over calmly, first greeted Zhu Ye respectfully: "Mr. Zhu," then turned to Shao Zigui and said, "Where is Sheng Jiashu, do you want to go and see?"

Shao Zigui felt that he was so stupid, why didn't he think of the title "Mr. Zhu" just now!

When Sheng Jiashu was mentioned, Shao Zigui's little heart began to stir again.He has been immersed in the industry for many years. Even if he is not popular, he has seen all the dirty things. I am afraid that he will never be able to arouse the enthusiasm for star chasing in this life.

But Sheng Jiashu is different. She debuted as a child star with a delicate and soft voice, and is known as the Queen of Sweet Songs.During the time when Shao Zigui's mother died, Sheng Jiashu's singing was always with him, so he had different feelings.

Being close to Sheng Jiashu may be one of Shao Zigui's few remaining dreams and ambitions.

"Sheng Jiashu?" Zhu Ye repeated the name.He has never cared about the entertainment industry, but Sheng Jiashu has been popular for more than ten years, it is difficult to find someone who has not heard of her name.

"Mr. Zhu is also a fan of hers?" Kong Zhejun took over his words casually, very naturally.

Zhu Ye said indifferently, "I've heard her songs before."

The year when he broke his waist coincided with the time when 16-year-old Sheng Jiashu became popular all over the country, and her songs penetrated everywhere.When Sheng Jiashu was mentioned, Zhu Ye first thought of the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. It wasn't really a good association, but it didn't make him angry at the artist.

"Then do you want to say hello?" Kong Zhejun invited the two of them.

Zhu Ye glanced sideways at Shao Zigui's face filled with hope, and replied, "Okay."

Shao Zigui breathed a sigh of relief, not because of the joy of being able to get close to his idol, but because he was finally able to get rid of the predicament of being alone with Zhu Ye.

At the same time, he is very, very envious of Kong Zhejun.

Confidence and calmness should be skills that only the proud of heaven have, and he probably won't be able to learn them in this life.

Coincidentally, at this time Sheng Jiashu was being entangled by Zhu Yu.

She came here to sell Zhu's face, so it's understandable to accompany Young Master Zhu to chat and fight boredom.But Zhu Yu's name is so famous that it's hard to guard against. Now that his parents are not looking at him, he will start to be serious again after three glasses of wine.

Headed by him, several dandies including Xie Hui toasted around the Queen of Heaven. Qu Yiyi always liked to sneak into the young master's group, so he would also get involved in it and play tricks on him.

Zhu Yu used the name of a toast to profiteering, and almost put half of his body on Sheng Jiashu's body, stuffed a glass full of red wine into her hand, and said with a shy face: "I really like Miss Sheng's song, it's rare to see it tonight , be sure to offer three cups."

Three cups like that can be worth one bottle, and with the assists from those cronies, Sheng Jia Shu Zong's huge volume has to be discounted here.Shao Zigui planned to get Zhu Ye drunk so he could get away, and Zhu Yu was probably planning to get Sheng Jiashu drunk so he could succeed.

The red wine was poured flush with the rim of the glass, without any art or taste at all. Sheng Jiashu's hand trembled slightly, and the overflowing red wine stained the light-colored evening dress on his body.

She showed reluctance, still struggling to die: "Mr. Zhu, three cups is no problem, but you are too honest, dare to wish your family great success, red wine is like no money. This cup is worth at least 1 yuan. I'm just a guest today, so how dare I drink so much."

"Where is Miss Sheng, who doesn't know that your song is worth millions." Zhu Yu couldn't hear her evasion, and took advantage of the situation: "Why don't you come on stage and sing a song now, and you can drink red wine when you come down."

Sheng Jiashu's face turned pale.Accompanying wine is not counted, but even singing.

She is a serious singer with a golden voice.But this year is 30 years old, and she can't sell girls' character designs, and she is showing signs of decline in the talented entertainment industry.

That's not enough to come to a private commercial event to sell and sing!

Otherwise, I don't know how the entertainment tabloids exaggerated her predicament, maybe tomorrow they will be labeled as "walking around after a bad day".So even if she had to attend the dinner party to maintain her relationship with Zhu Shi, she deliberately avoided the unveiling ceremony, only willing to attend the reception, and refused to sing on stage during the day.

"Sister Sheng, let's sing a song. I haven't heard you sing before." Qu Yi was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and that others would not know that Sheng Jiashu was old, so he called out "sister" one by one.

Sheng Jiashu knew that Qu Yi, who reads entertainment news every day, had a bad reputation, so he could only respond: "Then next time my sister will give you tickets for a concert, you must come and listen, and then don't say you don't have time."

"Then should we sing first or drink first?" Some people couldn't wait any longer, staring at the full wine glass in Sheng Jiashu's hand and booing.

"If you want to sing, why don't you do it yourself? Aren't you also a graduate of the Conservatory of Music?" Kong Zhejun hurried over to intervene, he didn't dare to criticize those wealthy young men, but he was qualified to challenge Qu Yi.

Qu Yi has a thick skin and is eager to have more opportunities to show off, but he doesn't mind performing another peacock on stage.But he didn't want to fulfill Kong Zhejun's wish, and he just wanted to pull people into the water: "It's fine, we are a team, and if the captain agrees, we will go together, and we can't miss one of them."

He dumped the blame on the captain Kong Zhejun.Shao Ziqian, who was standing a little farther away, encountered unexpected disasters and bad luck followed.

Night and alcohol are the most likely to arouse people's animal desires. What is the difference between singing and dancing on this occasion and twisting your waist to be picked?Losing face is trivial in comparison.

Don't you think today's matter is not big enough!

"Big star, sing one! Big star, sing one!" Xie Hui led the applause.

Sheng Jiashu forced a smile, and silently squeezed the goblet tightly in his hand, knowing that things could not be good today.

Now she is going from bad to worse, and her momentum is incomparable to that of ten years ago, and she is actually reduced to being pushed on stage by a group of young masters to sing for fun.

Kong Zhejun looked at the white knuckles of her slender fingers bulging due to force, stared at Qu Yi's arrogant face angrily, and nodded unwillingly.

He said, "Okay, let's sing."

Sheng Jiashu glanced at him gratefully, his eyelashes fluttering to block the stream of light in his eyes.