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He staggered out of the room, stumbled out of this large club, and came to the snowy street, the yellowish street lights, and passers-by in a hurry, which always gave him a vague sense of detachment. It suddenly occurred to him that this was the time he drank the most during the years of fleeing. Perhaps it was the disappearance of the beast in the depths of the spiritual sea that finally made him let go of his vigilance. Perhaps it was the stimulation from Di Allen's spiritual imprint, or perhaps it was the I have been tense for too long, and finally reached the critical point tonight...

He turned his head and asked a person in charge of clothing behind him, "Which bar in Guyuan City is the biggest and busiest, with the most beauties?"

"Bay Bay Bar. Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, if you go, I am willing to accompany you!" The steward winked at the security guard behind him and asked them to prepare the carriage. As long as you are not blind, you can tell that your Excellency is already very drunk.

Feng Qinglang waved her hand and said, "Just call a carriage to take me there!"

The steward thought that this arrogant illusionist might be disgusted with the maids provided by the clubhouse and wanted to hunt for beauty alone, right?

Unexpectedly, the other party said again: "Uh... I just want to feast the eyes of the women in the city, and there is no other meaning."

This made the steward not really answer, but decisively followed the carriage with a cheeky face. This Wen Ruyu is a member of the Bi family's key list. He is obviously drunk now, so there is nothing wrong with it. He pointed at the security guard. Another wink, there must be a steward standing by outside the door, he has to leave, naturally he needs to report to the higher-ups, and then make a series of personnel arrangements to fill the vacancy of his departure.

Of course, these little troubles will not affect Feng Qinglang's drunkenness. He squinted his eyes and saw that the steward also got into the carriage, and said with a cheerful smile: "Red flowers also need green leaves to set off. You are willing to be green leaves, very good!"

The steward could only laugh along with him. Seeing that His Excellency Wen Ruyu's handsome face was blushing, with bloodshot eyes crawling up to the whites of his eyes, he almost had "I'm already drunk" engraved on his forehead. Keeping as silent as possible is the best choice now.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglang would not let him go, and said: "Why do I think you look familiar?"

The manager had no choice but to say: "The day your Excellency Wen Ruyu came, you happened to be on duty."

"So that's how it is, it's really destined, but it's a pity that you are a man..."

"..." The poor manager resolutely shut up again.

His Excellency Wen Ruyu in front of him leaned his head on the edge of the window of the carriage. The light reflected on his face, as if covering his face with a thin halo of light. He seemed to be squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the passers-by outside. No focus at all, lost in some kind of brooding.

For some reason, the steward suddenly felt that this Wen Ruyu was actually not as crazy as he looked. Seeing his slightly bewildered expression, he didn't know what happened. Maybe tonight was an important moment in his life, and it happened to be for him. I bumped into it, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse...

At this time, Feng Qinglang was still patting the wooden armrest of the soft chair, singing in a low voice: "

Suddenly sunny and rainy, if you frown and smile, where can you ask the past...

The voice is light and agile, matched with the soft melody, it sounds very pleasant, but the style is completely different from the music in Stigmata Continent, which makes the steward can't help thinking hard, which continent is this music from?

His eyes fell on Feng Qinglang's face again, and he suddenly thought, if he looked carefully, His Excellency Wen Ruyu really looked familiar, could it be fate?forget it.But if he didn't have a beard, he would look different if he brushed away the hair that covered the outline of his face...

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to think about it any further. For a small person like him to have a decent job, a good income, and a good life for his family, he had to learn to behave. Never think deeply about people and things, if you don't think about it, doubts will naturally not be put on the surface...

While thinking like this, the steward found that Feng Qinglang suddenly turned his head and was staring at him, his eyes were obviously still drunk, but he seemed to be able to see himself clearly at a glance.

The steward wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but the whole person seemed to be frozen by the suddenly frozen atmosphere, unable to speak.

Fortunately, Feng Qinglang seemed to understand something, smiled, and looked out of the window again, continuing his unfinished song.

The steward still sat in his seat humbly, but he knew that his back was completely soaked in this cold winter.

At this time, the carriage stopped and the Bay Bar had arrived.

The Bay Bar is not only the most popular bar in Ancient Edge City, but even in the entire Northern Kingdom, it is also a famous sensual venue. It is famous for one-night stands and gray transactions. There are men and women, and there has never been a lack of people who come to opportunistically and hope to jump to the top. Among them, there are also men and women.

When getting out of the car, the steward seized the opportunity and whispered to the driver: "I see that Your Excellency Wen Ruyu is very drunk, let someone go and say hello to the Bi family immediately."

The coachman understands that this gentleman seems to be drunk, but he still wants to get drunk. If there is a trouble, when their club can't afford it, those hidden families will be dispatched.

The steward caught up with Feng Qinglang, who was drinking heavily, and followed half a step in a very polite manner. He winked at the etiquette supervisor on duty at the door, and the other party stepped forward immediately. He couldn't recognize the steward, but at least he had to recognize him. The uniform in charge also heard that the other party's club is holding a giant-level party. During this time, there are many club guests who spend a lot of money to come here to spend.

Now this guest is going to be personally accompanied by the manager of the clubhouse, presumably of high status, the plump and attractive etiquette director asked in a low voice: "Is it quiet, or is it lively?"

Naturally, the location should be arranged the best, but the former is far from the latter.

"Just be quiet!" The steward didn't want to make any trouble.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglang continued and said: "I want to be lively, I promised to feast everyone's eyes, how can I hide!"

The etiquette director hurriedly turned his attention to the steward, and the steward nodded quickly, so as not to let Feng Qinglang see something and get dissatisfied.

The etiquette director smiled and said: "Dear distinguished guest, this way please!"

The door opened, loud music burst out, and the whole world seemed to vibrate. Feng Qinglang smiled with satisfaction and walked in.

When the spicy alcohol poured into her throat, Feng Qinglang felt that her sense of desolation and decadence was also suppressed as the alcohol invaded again. A small boat floats around, obviously feeling weightless and uncomfortable, but with the dance of alcohol and soul, everything is so pleasant.