Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Chapter 112: Duan Lang takes a drink late? (2 more)

  Chapter 112 Duan Lang takes a drink late? (2 more)

  The blind date is gone, Duan Linbai hides in the corner, shook his head secretly, and actually didn't kiss him when he pressed him down?

  So innocent?

  Blindly, he waited with his waist down.

Taking advantage of Fu Shen's discovery, he quickly evacuated the scene and returned to his seat, pretending that he had never left.

  Fu Shen walked back to the dining room and Song Fengwan followed closely. Instead of returning to his position, he sat directly opposite Duan Linbai.

   "Fu San, what a coincidence." Duan Linbai took a sip of the red wine and smiled at Fu Chen with a silly white and sweet smile.

  Song Feng Wanchai felt that she was sitting next to Fu Shen and eating her children's meal.

   "I will go to your house to ask you to have hot pot. When you are away, I will bring my sister out for dinner. You said it was a coincidence that you were actually on a blind date."

   "There are countless restaurants in the capital. It's a coincidence that I can meet him." Fu Chen didn't pierce him.

   "Yeah, I think so too." Duan Linbai was chilled by Fu Chen's smile.

  "Come out to gather later." Fu Chen fiddled with the Buddhist beads.

  Duan Linbai's heart beating wildly.

  Is this girl planning to take advantage of the high moon and black wind to attack himself?

  When he was about to refuse, Fu Chen's phone rang and the old lady called.

   "I'll take a call." Fu Chen finished speaking and got up and walked out.

  It's nothing more than the woman who had been on a blind date and the introducer crying a while ago, but she didn't say very clearly, only that Fu Chen was too bullying, and the old lady knew her son's temper.

  Black belly and damaged mouth.

  Thinking that she was bullying and crying because of what she said. This is another introduction by an acquaintance. She always has to give someone an explanation. He called and asked Fu Chen to return to her old house immediately.

   When Fu Shen returned to his seat, he glanced at Song Fengwan, who was sullenly eating.

   "What's wrong? Something?" Duan Linbai was anxious for the plague **** to leave quickly.

"I'm going back to the old house. After the meal, you will take her home, and you will decide the location for the gathering in the evening." The old lady urged too tightly. Song Feng just had dinner late in the evening and couldn't leave for a while. .

   "It's such a cold day, go home to sleep, why do you come out." Duan Linbai has a guilty conscience.

   "Exchange feelings."

  Fu Shen said as he said, he even specially told Song Fengwan, "After eating, I will go home and study hard. I will go back soon."

  Song Fengwan nodded muffledly, remembering that he had just been pressed on the railing, but he did not dare to look at him.

  **

   Both Song Fengwan and Duan Linbai ate this meal dull and tasteless.

   "It's almost seven o'clock, let's go back." Song Fengwan glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist.

  Duan Linbai looked at her, and suddenly smiled, obviously unkind.

   "It's still early, don't just study, you need to relax occasionally, and go out to play with your brother later."

  "Not going anymore." He had an appointment with Fu Chen, and she did not dare to join in the fun.

   "Fu San went to the old house, and it is estimated that he will contact me a few hours later. I will show you around the night market in Beijing, and I will take you back." Duan Linbai knew that Song Fengwan was the gold medal for exemption from death.

  He and Fu Chen are too familiar. He hadn't had an episode just now, so he must be scrupulous about the image in front of Song Fengwan.

   "No, it's too much trouble for you, I really want to go back to do my homework."

"You asked me to be a model for you. If I don't say anything, I won't let you stay with me for a while?" Duan Linbai sighed, "People nowadays are impersonal... "

   "Poor me, just go out and blow the cold wind alone."

  "For you and me, I was blown by the cold wind, and I shed tears when I was lonely..." Someone hummed a song when he talked about his sadness.

  Song Fengwan asked him to be a model. He did owe favors to others. He bit his head and nodded, "Well, then I will stay with you for a while, but before San Ye comes, you have to send me back."

   "This is for sure." Duan Lin Baiqiang held back his excitement, "Don't worry, brother will not cheat you."

  Why is this kid so kind.

  Song Feng night bit his lip, always feeling a bad premonition.

  **

  Duan Linbai originally wanted to take Song Fengwan to the downtown area for a round, but recently reorganized it, and when he arrived at the location, he found that the small stalls were gone.

   "Do you usually listen to folk songs?" Duan Linbai would never let Song Feng go back late.

   "It's okay."

   "I know that a folk ballad that clears the bar is good. I'll take you to play for a while." He said, turning the front of the car and ran to the bar.

   "Why don't you send me back, I'm not an adult, and I can't enter that place."

"I know the boss, so I just go sit in the box and don't let you drink, just listen to the nursery rhymes." Where did Duan Linbai dare to lead her to the inconsistent place, Fu Chen knew not to kill him. what.

   Before Song Fengwan could speak, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

  "Help me to book a box in Mansion Nine. Don't take wine, prepare some milk drinks. I will bring a younger sister over. Don't give me the rest."

  There are always other services in the bar. Duan Linbai said tactfully. Song Fengwan sat in the co-driver and understood the meaning of his words, but he hung his head and said nothing.

  **

  No. 9 Mansion

  About twenty minutes, the car stopped in front of the bar. The exterior decoration was retro and low-key, which was obviously different from ordinary bars.

  Duan Linbai pushed the door and got off, leading Song Fengwan into the car. The bar manager had been waiting at the door early when he got the news.

  "Little boss, you are here." The man who greeted us first, with a twenty-four-five appearance, dressed in a suit, "The boxes are all set for you, and they are prepared according to your instructions."

   "Good job." This person is Duan Linbai's assistant.

   "Young Master Duan, you come inside." The bar manager hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and subconsciously glanced at Song Fengwan, but was blocked by Duan Linbai.

   "What are you looking at?"

  The manager smiled bitterly, and suddenly stuffed something into his hand, "My little care, I wish you a good time tonight."

  Duan Linbai glanced down, the whole person was stunned.

  Intercontinental hotel room card.

  What is this doing?

   "I wish you a victory tonight, everything is ready for you, absolutely privacy and confidentiality, you can play with confidence." The manager added another sentence in his ear.

  Duan Lin Bai looked bewildered, and then he recovered and cursed secretly: Fuck!

  These two guys are usually stupid, so give him a clever trick at this time.

  Play with your sister, this is Fu San’s daughter-in-law, my future sister-in-law, you let me play?

  **

  Fu Shen is receiving criticism and education in the old house at the moment. He doesn't like to gossiping back. He didn't mention the girl's lateness. The old lady said that she was tired, so she naturally ignored him.

  His phone vibrates.

  Qianjiang's information.

  He thought the content was saying that Song Feng arrived home safely in the evening, but it turned out...

  【Duan Linbai took Miss Song around the capital. 】

  【He took Miss Song to the bar. 】

  [His people booked a big bed room at the InterContinental Hotel, prepared champagne, roses, red wine, and condoms. They might want to take Miss Song there. 】

  Fu Shen squinted, I asked you to send someone home for me, would you take her to open the room?

   Brother Duan: There is someone who wants to harm Laozi!

  San Ye: [indifferent face]

   Brother Duan: Aow-God, if I die by fate, I will definitely be a jealous talent!

  San Ye:...

Brother Duan, take care! Remember to buy insurance. Haha~

  **

  Thank you for your reward at the beginning of the month, thank you~ I love you

  Daily ask for a message, ask for a ticket~

  (End of this chapter)