President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

The next day, in the Huangting bar, colorful lights flashed on everyone's face. The noisy music came out of the speaker and was very lively. The dance floor in the center of the bar is crowded with people. The indoor atmosphere is in sharp contrast to the cold and silence outside the bar.

Su Yimo looked a little out of place when she stood in a corner of the bar. She was wearing pink medium and long cotton clothes, light blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers. She looked like a student and didn't look like the person who came back to the bar at all. If Gu Shaoqian hadn't brought her in, I'm afraid she would have been stopped outside by the security guard.

She glanced at the man standing beside her, frowned and asked, "Qian, are your friends in that box?"

"No one answers the phone yet. Good boy, let's wait." Gu Shaoqian put his mobile phone in his ear in one hand and put his hand on her shoulder. He comforted her softly.

He knew she didn't like this occasion, but today's party was organized by Fu Wenhao. In addition to Fu Wenhao himself, only he and Zuo Ye came. He hoped that she could enter his world and integrate into his world.

The phone was finally answered. In the noisy environment, his volume unconsciously increased a lot, "Xiaohao, are you in that box?"

"Well, ok... No, let's go by ourselves."

Su Yimo stood beside him and didn't hear what the person on the other end of the mobile phone said. After he hung up the phone, he took her to the second floor.

Up the stairs, they walked down the aisle until they stopped at the door of the innermost box. Gu Shaoqian handed a su Yimo a soothing look, then hugged her and pushed the door in.

The moment the door opened, the noisy music in the box also stopped. Fu Wenhao and Zuo Ye, sitting on the sofa, looked at them one after another.

Su Yimo knows both of them. One is Zuo Ye, who saved her last time, and the other is Fu Wenhao, who helped her mother cure her heart disease. Both of them are modest friends and her benefactors.

She didn't Miss Fu Wenhao's dislike for her. She pursed her mouth and leaned slightly against Gu Shaoqian.

Why didn't you take her hand to the sofa

Su Yimo obediently sat down with him without saying a word.

Fu Wenhao sat on the sofa, shook the wine glass in his hand, looked up and down at Su Yimo, and the dislike in his eyes became more obvious. He didn't know how his brother liked a girl like Su Yimo. It's not that Su Yimo is not good. Su Yimo is really beautiful, but she doesn't deserve his brother. At first, he also blessed them. But since his brother was abandoned by her, he saw his brother's dejected appearance, and he began to hate Su Yimo from the bottom of his heart.

Why does this girl make his brother sad? Is it not enough to have such a good man as his brother?

"Brother, I want to take it. I don't have a girlfriend... Brother, why haven't you changed your girlfriend!"

Su Yimo was not sad to hear Fu Wenhao's words. It was false. However, she is also a sensible person and won't care about Fu Wenhao. She knew that Fu Wenhao was seeking injustice for the last time she broke up with Qian.

Gu Shaoqian held Su Yimo's hand tightly in one hand, rubbed it carefully, and looked at Fu Wenhao carelessly, "Xiao Hao, do you want me to sew your mouth?"