Rival says he loves me

The signboard at the entrance of the bar has changed.

It was even more eye-catching, and even the waiters at the door were much more handsome. Fang Jiayao noticed that the parking lot in Nanxiang Street was packed to the brim with luxury cars.

No wonder Xing Nan felt uncomfortable when he didn't come, there must be a big horn at night.

"Wait here for me, I'm going to park the car."

Fang Jiayao was placed at the intersection of South Lane by Wu Wei, because the parking place was far away and it was difficult to walk, so Wu Wei drove in by himself.

Every time the gas pedal is moved and stopped suddenly, it sticks through the cracks of the car, the sound is exaggerated, Wu Wei just hangs his arms and hands on the car window, turning the wheel with one hand, Fang Jiayao also laments that Wu Wei's driving skills are really good .

The sound continued inside, with intermittent roars.

Fang Jiayao put his pocket in front of the three-dimensional light at the entrance of the bar, touched a cigarette, frowned slightly and looked at the red light in the deepest part of the parking lot.

At the intersection, Wu Wei just hugged Fang Jiayao lightly, said something ambiguous, and then drove him across the school.

Xing Jinbei called yesterday and said that a group of foreigners came to the store, and he has recently become a regular customer. His business is good and he has a lot of money. Let him run here more when he has nothing to do.

There were people coming and going at the gate, and the alley was narrow, bumps and bumps were unavoidable, where Fang Jiayao was standing was crowded with people, and one of them was bumped on the shoulder.

Last flower arm.

"Jin Zhuo, you were reckless last time." Hua Bi came up to recognize Fang Jiayao and reported his name first, and he was no longer fooling around, this time he was quite serious.

"Yes," Fang Jiayao nodded slightly at him, as if he understood.

When Fang Jiayao was talking, Wu Wei had already turned the car key to catch up. He walked up to Fang Jiayao and looked at Jin Zhuo. He didn't speak, and then dragged Fang Jiayao into the bar.

Wu Wei's outfit is pretty cool today, he took a jacket from the car and put it on, Wu Wei has a good figure, and ordinary people can't take his eyes off it if he casually dressed, and Fang Jiayao found that Wu Wei seldom wears a hat now, and only wears a hat when he goes out. The forehead is gray with grandma.

So when he and Wu Wei went in, there were not a few people who aimed at them openly or secretly.

Seeing that Xing Jinbei was not outside, Fang Jiayao wanted to tell Wu Wei that he would go to the backstage to see what to do for the evening, but he saw a person sitting in the innermost seat on the bar counter, with only his back and Jin Zhuo standing next to him.

"Not going in?" Wu Wei patted Fang Jiayao's shoulder lightly.

Fang Jiayao directly bypassed Wu Wei and walked towards Jin Zhuo's table, walking faster and faster, pulling the back of that figure with great strength.

"Mian Sheng, how about a drink?" The man turned around and saw that Fang Jiayao was in pain from being pinched and wanted to curse, but he smiled when he saw his face clearly, "I invite you to talk."

Fang Jiayao stared at that person quietly, and waited for the violent heart beating to calm down slowly. After a long time, he said sorry, "I admit my mistake, I'm sorry."

"Looks alike?" The man continued to laugh, "I don't mind, you take me for anyone, I still say the same thing, have a drink?"

"He's not free," Wu Wei stretched his arms in front of the man, and drank the wine handed over by him, "Together, I'll replace him."

Seeing Wu Wei, the man glanced at Fang Jiayao again, reluctantly waved his hand.

"Thanks, I'll treat you to a drink after the dance." Fang Jiayao took his bag and walked in, without any unnecessary explanation, Wu Wei himself didn't ask, expressing his understanding, so he picked a seat and sat down, watching him go to the backstage .

Fang Jiayao thought it was Du Yu.

In the past, childhood sweethearts grew up and played well. They were both in junior high school in Qingyu. Fang Jiayao was talented in dancing, so he always took Du Yu to play. If he wanted to, he ran after him, and Fang Jiayao took out his heart to see. From the beginning to the end, there was only one sentence, "I want to chase you."

Fang Jiayao had many worries and never agreed, so he spent eight years with him.

Later, when I accepted and agreed, all the promises were broken and it took two years.

Wu Wei can do [-] for him now, but Du Yu did [-] for him back then.

Emotional things can't be done in the first place.

After going backstage to change clothes, he received a call from his brother.

Fang Gayao glanced at the time, this is Qing Yu's evening self-study, his brother is sensible, if he is not in a hurry, he will not wait until the end of get out of class, Fang Gayao swipe the screen to answer, "Grapefruit?"

"Brother, have you seen Du Yu?"

"No, where did you hear that?" Fang Gayao looked up to the stage, the man had already gone down, and waved at him, indicating that he was ready to go up.

"I've heard people say that he's going to find you by name now. I don't know why he's crazy. I can't help you here, so I ask you to be careful. Don't believe anything he says." Fang You said more and more. The smaller the voice was, the last he heard was that he went outside, "Brother, I'm in class, let's talk at night."

After Du Yu went to university, he had no contact with him unilaterally. It was a clean break with Fang Jiayao. If he had a relationship, he owed a fight.

Fang Gayao will beat Du Yu sooner or later.

Fang Gayao put down the phone and walked to the stage.

The first thing he saw was Wu Wei sitting in the middle of the stage, staring wildly at him, with a glass of Bloody Mary on the table, and nodded to him.

When Fang Gayao started to dance, a group of people came in from the door. They were not too old, but they laughed loudly. The leader was a tall man, who wore a very expensive suit in autumn, and scolded the neighbors. Idiots, walking towards the empty seats around Wu Wei.

Finally, the tall man stopped beside Wu Wei, took a look around, probably saw Wu Wei's geomantic treasure, then turned to the table where Wu Wei was sitting, pointed at Wu Wei's shoulder, and said something to him with his head down.

Fang Jiayao looked at the shape of his mouth and roughly translated it. There are only three words.

"Get out of here."

The author has something to say: Xing Jinbei: My guests love to die, how to swell and break.

The final outcome of the bar is estimated to be Fang Gayao dancing (recruiting people)-the guests who came (death)-Wu Wei (repelling people)-the bar is dirty.