*They didn’t know sothing that even Ye Feimo knew?*
"Miss Wen, why do you have such a constipated expression?" Su Ran asked with a laugh.
Wen Nuan’s reflex answer was, "Overacting..."
"What?"
Wen Nuan quickly adjusted her facial expression. "Nothing!"
Ye Feimo shook his head. He naturally knew what Wen Nuan was bothered about. Lin Ning suggested they all go for a late-night snack, as an early celebration. Ye Feimo had no objections; they often gathered to hang out, and it was still early, so everyone decided to go together, with Ye Feimo treating.
Su Ran said fawningly, "Miss Wen, call your Sister Xueru to co along, too! Please, help a brother out, and I’ll definitely send you a nice gift."
Wen Nuan’s face fell, and she instinctively looked at Ye Feimo.
Young Master Ye Er was definitely a cunning and scheming man: "Go ahead and call her. Invite her to join us."
Wen Nuan blinked. "You said that."
"Mm!" Ye Feimo said. He could see that Tang Shuwen wasn’t completely devoid of feelings for Chen Xueru. Perhaps he’d had feelings for her years ago, despite claiming to have hated her for so long.
*What kind of international joke is this? Why hate a woman over sothing like that? It’s simply resentnt because she used him and then dumped him. It’s not their style to hate an insignificant woman for years without reason.*
It was precisely because he couldn’t have her that he hated her.
Furthermore, they had a child, and Wen Nuan and Chen Xueru were close, so Young Master Ye Er decisively chose to help his wife over his brother.
Su Ran was known as a troublemaker and quite the party animal. To prevent him from getting too deeply into character, Ye Feimo thought for a mont: "Su Ran, co here, I need to tell you sothing."
Wen Nuan went to make the call. It rang a few tis before connecting: "Sister Xueru, what are you doing at ho?"
"Nothing, just watching a movie."
Wen Nuan thought, *Sure enough, it was because Tang Shuwen and Zhao Yuning would be at the preview that she didn’t go. Or perhaps Tang Shuwen demanded that she not appear at the sa event as Zhao Yuning.*
"Sister Xueru, if you’re not busy, co out and hang out with us! Ye Feimo, Lin Ning, Producer Gu, Sister Xiaojing, and Su Ran are all here. They’re a lot of fun," Wen Nuan said with a smile.
Chen Xueru paused. "You go ahead and have fun. I won’t go."
"Sister Xueru, Tang Shuwen isn’t here, don’t worry," Wen Nuan said. "Co on, please! Otherwise, it’ll just be Sister Xiaojing and , two won among so many n. It’s not good to have such an imbalance."
Chen Xueru chuckled. "Alright, where are you all...?"
...
Blueberry Night was a bar that Su Ran ran as a hobby. Located in the most bustling area of A City, it beca very lively after 8 PM. There were energetic songs and dances, elegant piano music, international ballroom dancing, tango, and various exotic dances, all making the blood race.
They arrived at the busiest ti, and the whole bar was in full swing.
The managent here was very strict. There were over twenty bodyguards alone, and it was an exclusive mbers-only club with real-na registration to prevent entertainnt reporters from getting in. This place was different from Casablanca, which had no entry barriers. Here, there were strict requirents for entry; all the patrons were elite mbers of society: people from the entertainnt industry, second-generation rich, and elites from various other social strata.
When work stress beca too much, people ca here to relax.
Except for Wen Nuan, they all had mbership cards for this place. With Su Ran leading the way, Wen Nuan naturally got in without inspection. Su Ran also told the manager to bring Chen Xueru to them later.
On the stage, there was an international ballroom dance with a Spanish bullfighter flair. A dancer in vibrant red moved with incredible charm, captivating the audience below, who applauded enthusiastically.
The performing band was a well-known group. Wen Nuan quickly spotted many familiar faces, mostly those she had seen on screen.
"Wen Nuan, what do you want to drink?"
"Orange juice!" Wen Nuan replied to Cai Xiaojing without turning her head, as she was engrossed in watching the performance. Just as she was about to agree, Ye Feimo’s cold voice cut through the fiery atmosphere. "From now on, no more orange juice."
Wen Nuan turned around, looking puzzled. "Why? I’ve been drinking it for over ten years."
"No why. If I say no, it’s no." Ye Feimo ordered a whiskey. Wen Nuan pouted and glared at him.
Producer Gu said, "Why are all of you speaking with such a tense tone tonight?"
Su Ran and Tang Shuwen had just argued, and now Ye Feimo’s tone was also becoming tense. Was this a sign that the Earth was about to explode?
"What tense tone? It’s sourness, you idiot, don’t you understand?" Lin Ning said. "Orange, orange..."
Su Ran and Producer Gu said "Oh" in realization. Ye Feimo gazed at Wen Nuan expressionlessly. Wen Nuan covered her face, coughed a few tis, deciding not to drink alcohol. She opened the drink nu and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow, Young Master Su, you’re a vampire!"
*What is this? A bottle of pure ice water that sells for 2 dollars outside, he sells for 30 dollars. Is he robbing a bank?*
Cai Xiaojing smiled. Su Ran made no effort to hide his vampiric nature. "Your husband is paying, so be bold! Look, no one is wasting his money; how pathetic!"
"You’re too ruthless!" Wen Nuan stared at the drink nu, dumbfounded. Besides pure ice water and beer, the rest were various kinds of alcohol, at all price points. As long as you had money, they could provide good wine. A bottle of brandy that cost 10,000 outside was selling for 150,000 here. Too dark!
Ye Feimo noticed that Wen Nuan didn’t object to the word "husband," and his mood imdiately brightened. *She’s so on board! That’s exactly what he wanted—for her to subconsciously consider him her husband. Hmm, good sign.*
Even an idiot could tell that Young Master Ye Er was in a very good mood.
Wen Nuan lowered her head, pondering what to drink. Seeing Cai Xiaojing order a beautiful cocktail, she looked at it. Su Ran smiled and leaned in. "How about trying our house special—’Enchanted Night’?"
Wen Nuan squinted at him. "Just from the na, I can tell it’s not a good thing."
Director Lin raised his hand. "Nonsense! It’s the best mixed drink! If you don’t believe , ask Young Master Ye Er."
Producer Gu lowered his head, chuckling in a shaky way. Cai Xiaojing leaned back, watching the show. Wen Nuan glanced at them all, then looked at Ye Feimo. "Is it really good?"
"Absolutely delicious!" Ye Feimo declared emphatically.
Director Lin clapped his hands and burst out laughing. "Young Master Ye Er, I finally know how you reeled her in!"
Ye Feimo gave him a cold stare. Lin Ning looked at Wen Nuan with an enigmatic expression. She suddenly felt that ordering that drink was a very bad idea. So, Wen Nuan ordered another signature cocktail—**"Blueberry Night."**
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