The patron is sick

Qu Yi is shameless, and just treats it as an extra chance to please the benefactor, and doesn't mind working for free.After looking around, he offered to find Mu Chen who was hiding somewhere.

"You don't want to sing?" Zhu Ye's emotional sensitivity was different from ordinary people. He noticed the inaudible trembling of Shao Zigui's shoulders, so he asked.

"No...no." Shao Zigui faltered, he naturally thought that the Second Young Master Zhu by his side and the Young Master Zhu who took the lead in provoking troubles belonged to the same faction, and he didn't even dare to express his opinion.

In fact, it didn't matter to him whether he sang or not. Anyway, he had already provoked Zhu Ye. Except for a little embarrassment, everything else was fine.I'm just worried that Mu Chen and Kong Zhejun will get into trouble again.

"If you don't want to sing, don't sing." Zhu Ye said coldly.

After speaking, he took a step forward, walked out from the shadows, and faced the elder brother whom he disliked the most.

"Zhu Ye!" Zhu Yu was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost, he bounced off Sheng Jiashu's body in fright.

Zhu Ye directly announced: "They can't sing."

"Why can't you sing?" Thanks to the support of his friends behind him, Zhu Yu picked up the majesty that had just shattered to the ground, straightened his waist and confronted it.

"Because he wants to drink with me." He gracefully picked up two glasses of wine, one for himself and one for Shao Zigui, after clinking glasses, he took a sip.

This was his first sip of wine tonight.

Shao Zigui was stunned, and honestly drank the cup of Qianqian to show his sincerity.Don't end up being stigmatized for chatting, drinking, sleeping, doing something bad, annoying your ancestors, and being stabbed by the benefactor to Lin Yi to sue.

Seeing him taking a big gulp of wine, Zhu Ye frowned in displeasure as his beautiful Adam's apple rolled with the movement of swallowing.

Then he carefully looked at the fair and clean face in front of him, and Yoyo said another reason: "Besides, the actors didn't wear makeup, how can they sing."

Xie Hui had just experienced his nervousness in the afternoon, so he quickly calmed down the atmosphere and smoothed things over: "They don't sing, so it's the same when they sing in Tianhou. It just so happens that Tianhou hasn't opened her voice yet."

Zhu Yu conceded and said yes, but Zhu Ye didn't immediately agree.

His gaze first fixed on Sheng Jiashu's pale face, then passed Kong Zhejun's tense mouth, and finally fell on Shao Zigui's flustered expression.

It seemed that Cutie was more reluctant to see Sheng Jiashu being unlucky than herself being unlucky.

So he said unreasonably: "Miss Sheng doesn't sing either."

The smile on Xie Hui's face gradually froze. I didn't expect this lunatic to be so ignorant of the art of compromise. Like a baby, he couldn't talk at all. He made it clear that he wanted to make trouble.

Sure enough, Zhu Yu stopped serving in the next second, and asked in a growl, "Why is that?"

Zhu Ye took another sip of his wine, pointed at the pianist on the stage who was concentrating on playing, and said casually, "The moon is shining today, so I just want to hear someone play the piano."

"Zhu Ye! This is not your territory!" Zhu Yu yelled at him with a ferocious expression.

If Xie Hui hadn't pressed the button, he would have rushed up to fight.After all, although Zhu Ye is tall, his physique is obviously not as good as him.But now that Xie Hui held him down, Zhu Yu could only continue to curse: "I want to go back to your capital! I'm not your grandfather, so I won't get used to your problems!"

"Do you still know that I have something wrong?" Zhu Ye put the glass of red wine that was barely touched back on the dining table, then picked up the fork to play with, the delicate metal object was flying around his fingertips, making it hard to see clearly Is it the tableware or the murder weapon?

Everyone had heard the rumors that he had mental problems, and they didn't even dare to breathe out for a while.

After playing enough, Zhu Ye raised his eyes with a sarcastic expression, and asked softly: "My good brother, I just want to do this, just say you are not used to it?"

"Old Zhu! Be steady!" Xie Hui persuaded in his ear: "Don't argue with him! Let's not say that your father is biased, if you really want to have something wrong, he says he is mentally ill, how can he justify it? Besides, he can still be arrogant here for a few days, and when he returns to the capital, you will be out of sight and out of mind!"

The muscles on Zhu Yu's body tightened and loosened, and he finally admitted his cowardice, saying, "I'm a guest from afar, I'll let you tonight!" Then he dragged Sheng Jiashu to leave.

"Stop!" Zhu Ye called to stop him.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yu stopped.In just half a day, he was about to be made mentally ill by his own brother.

Is this problem still contagious?

Zhu Ye sneered, pointed at Sheng Jiashu and said, "Miss Sheng stay and drink with me."

"You..." Zhu Yu clenched his fists, and he simply tried to persuade him to the end, and swallowed the following "don't push too hard" by himself, almost choking himself to bleed.

I wish the young master had never suffered this kind of grievance, and now he can only hypnotize himself thousands of times. Anyway, this mental illness will go away tomorrow, and I will talk about it tonight after I have a big temper.

Zhu Ye had a bad waist and couldn't stand for a long time, so he found a place to sit down.

He was in the limelight tonight, before the waiter came over, Tianhou personally picked out pastries and fruit plate for him, and thanked Dade for bringing them to him.

Shao Zigui went to the bar tonight, took a lot of drinks, and filled the not-so-spacious circular table to the brim.

His joy at finally being at the same table with Tianhou was overwhelmed by the fear brought about by Zhu Ye's moodiness, and he couldn't hold back a word.I was thinking that rich people are always on the loose, and since he fell in love with Sheng Jiashu, he thought he could escape, but since Zhu Ye didn't let him go, he had no choice but to follow along.

Shao Zigui and Sheng Jiashu looked at each other, and the other party obviously couldn't figure out the temperament of the Second Young Master Zhu, and was as flustered as he was.

Shaozi ordered to calm down and cheer himself up.Then the elders stepped forward and said dully: "Mr. Zhu, you drink."

"No." Zhu Ye flatly refused.

But his tone was gentle, much sweeter than the weird tone he used when he was fighting with Zhu Yu just now, at least he looked like a normal person.

Shao Zigui's heart skipped a beat, he was worried that this person might not be drunk tonight, what should he do.He weighed deeply in his heart, if Second Young Master Zhu insisted on having someone to sleep with him, he didn't know whether he or the goddess would suffer.

But with Sheng Jiashu's status...should be able to refuse.He thought luckily.

"Drinking is not good." With a stern face, Zhu Ye taught Shao Zigui extremely seriously: "You should drink less, too."

"Ah? Okay..." Shao Zigui thought to himself that he really didn't play the cards according to the routine, so he had to withdraw his finger that was about to clink the wine glass embarrassingly.

Sheng Jiashu was smarter than him, and said with a sweet smile, "Mr. Zhu is right." He quickly called the waiter over and removed the wine from the table.

After removing the wine glasses, the table was empty, and the waiter humbly leaned over and asked them, "Then what do you three need?"

Zhu Ye's fingertips tapped on the table, touching Shao Zigui's sensitive nerves one by one. He was sure that this person was really thinking about this question seriously, and he wasn't perfunctory at all.

After a long time, I heard Zhu Ye say: "Milk, skim, don't be too hot."

It's really unbelievable!

The waiter maintained a professional smile, but he should have panicked in his heart, and only listened to his polite response: "Okay, Mr. Zhu, please wait a moment."

"Would you like it?" Zhu Ye asked the other two people at the table, and sincerely recommended: "Hot milk helps you sleep."

No one refused, so he raised three fingers to the waiter and said, "Three cups."

After the waiter left, he didn't come back for a long time, probably because he drove to buy skim milk.At their table, I wish the second young master sits in charge, and strangers are not allowed to enter, but it is also clean.

Shao Zigui observes him covertly from the corner of his eye, reminiscing about his perverseness and innocence, nervousness and kindness.

It was only later that they realized that they were all rescued by Second Young Master Zhu.

He felt that maybe he had misunderstood Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye was not very talkative, Sheng Jiashu started several topics in a row, but couldn't continue the conversation. Once the table was quiet, time passed very slowly, making people feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

The warm skim milk finally came up, and it was not so awkward to hold it in my hand.

"Shao Zigui," Zhu Ye suddenly called his name, "Don't you want to chat with Miss Sheng?"

Shao Zigui woke up like a dream, almost flattered to think that Zhu Ye kept Sheng Jiashu by his side to chat with him.

But when he raised his head to look into Zhu Ye's eyes, he knew clearly: it wasn't what he thought, but it was true.

Zhu Ye rushed the ducks to the shelves, so Shao Zigui had no choice but to say to the goddess the words that he had held back for ten years: "Miss Sheng, actually... I am your fan."

Sheng Jiashu was a little startled, and she didn't know whether it was because of the weird atmosphere on the table, or because of Shao Zigui's sincere words, she was stunned for a second, and then lowered her eyes and replied, "Thank you."

Zhu Ye is such a smart and sensitive person, he immediately guessed that his presence made people feel uncomfortable.

So he stood up and said only one sentence: "I'm going to the bathroom, you guys continue to talk." After he walked two steps away, he turned back worriedly and said, "If anyone finds fault, just say you are waiting for me."

He backed away silently, not knowing where to go.

His history of mental illness robbed him of his ability to be close to people, but it also made him extra sensitive to people's emotions.When dealing with Zhu Yu, this ability is a nuclear weapon that can defeat the enemy with one blow, and for others, it is the most understanding and gentle in the world.

For example, now, if he wants to give Shao Zigui and Sheng Jiashu a chance to chat, he needs to create at least half an hour of space.Otherwise, with Shao Zigui's shyness, he might not have straightened his tongue in front of his idol.

After Zhu Ye left, Shao Zigui felt much more at ease.

He chatted with Sheng Jiashu for a few words, and was surprised that although the age difference between the two was not that big, there seemed to be a generation gap between them.In front of Sheng Jiashu, he is an out-and-out child, everything he says seems childish, and he doesn't know what to say more and more.

"You and Kong Zhejun are in the same group, have you known each other for a long time?" In the end, Sheng Jiashu took the initiative to find a topic to resolve his embarrassment.

"Yes..." Shao Zigui took a sip of milk nervously, and replied honestly: "Brother Kong is very powerful, and he also takes good care of us." Kong Zhejun is three years older than him, with a calm personality, and has always been the captain of the group.

"He's really good, he's a lovely junior." Sheng Jiashu had a pretty smile, and she looked like a 30-year-old.

Shao Zigui stared blankly at her, thinking that such an elf should be taken good care of.

"What about you and Mr. Zhu?" Sheng Jiashu glanced at the empty seat and asked, "Have you known each other for a long time?"

"No!" Shao Zigui quickly clarified.One's own reputation is not important, it's a big deal to offend the benefactor by indiscriminate relationship, "I met him for the first time today."

"Oh?" Sheng Jiashu raised her eyebrows unexpectedly: "I saw him taking care of you so much, I thought you two had friendship." When she realized her slip of the tongue, she quickly explained: "I didn't mean that kind of friendship when I said friendship."

"I know." Shao Zigui knew that she didn't have any malicious intentions, so he wouldn't be like Qu Yi, selling his own ass and thinking that everyone else was going to the pole like him to seduce the money owner.

"Then he might like you." Sheng Jiashu said bluntly, winking mischievously.The lipstick sticks to the cup, and the milk sticks to the lips again, like a greedy cat without a plan.

"No way!" Shao Zigui retorted subconsciously.

He doesn't believe in love at first sight.

Do not believe that you are worthy of being loved.

If you don't believe me, the second son of Zhu only has his eyes on him.

I can't believe that such a good feeling can last long.

I don't believe there is still true love in this circle.

……

He has suffered so much that he no longer believes in anything.

"Young people, be more confident." Sheng Jiashu didn't get entangled in this topic, and instead boasted about his business: "I've seen your MV, and you're actually good at singing, but you lack a bit of celebrity aura."

"No, isn't it good?" The topic turned too quickly, and the goddess suddenly affirmed, Shao Zigui stuttered nervously.

"Well, not bad." Sheng Jiashu blinked and replied firmly.