After Lin Yinghui left, he waited for a while at the entrance of the guesthouse Lin Wan ntioned.
To be honest, Lin Yinghui didn’t recognize Mu Qing’s mom, they hadn’t t before. He didn’t dare to rush in to find Mu Qing.
About twenty minutes passed. A man wearing a jacket rode a bicycle to the guesthouse entrance. After stopping, he went inside shortly. When he ca out again, a middle-aged woman followed by Mu Qing was seen.
The man didn’t recognize Lin Yinghui, and Mu Qing’s mom didn’t recognize Lin Yinghui either, but Mu Qing noticed Lin Yinghui’s figure at first sight when she walked out.
Her steps suddenly paused for a mont, feeling joyful inside. After bidding farewell to her mom, she followed Wang Xiangyang’s steps but didn’t directly go forward to recognize Lin Yinghui. She kept her head down, her mouth curving into a smile over and over.
Seizing the mont when Xiangyang wasn’t attentive, she made two hand signals that only the two of them often used at school.
Upon receiving them, Lin Yinghui quickly turned his bicycle around, facing away from them.
"Mr. Wang, where are we heading today?" Mu Qing asked Wang Xiangyang ahead of her. "There’s a newly opened bar nearby, I’ll take you there for so fun." "Weren’t we supposed to watch a movie?"
"It’s your first ti in the Capital City, it’d be a pity not to go there. Movies can be watched anywhere, Mr. Mu, let’s go. The new bar has so great shows these days." Acting like a rogue fitting his playboy image, Wang Xiangyang seed sowhat unrestrained and in Mu Qing’s eyes, he was simply lewd.
Inviting a girl to a bar late at night surely had no good intentions. Her mom was so power-hungry she could even sell her own daughter. Mu Qing felt suddenly mournful.
If Lin Yinghui weren’t here, she would surely have walked away.
Mu Qing glanced back at Lin Yinghui. Suppressing the disgust within, she got on Wang Xiangyang’s bike.
The place Wang Xiangyang ntioned wasn’t far, just a ten-minute bike ride. By the ti they arrived.
Lin Yinghui was already inside the bar’s hall. It was his first visit to this place as well.
The bar wasn’t big, with red-brick houses, flashing lights that were hard on the eyes, and few redwood tables encircling a large stage.
On stage, several bizarrely dressed young n and won were singing the most popular songs of the ti.
Lin Yinghui ordered a drink which cost one yuan, and the prices were notably high.
When Wang Xiangyang brought Mu Qing in, he deliberately chose a corner and promptly ordered the strongest red wine in the place.
"Mr. Wang, I don’t drink alcohol," Mu Qing sat with a gap of about two persons between her and Wang Xiangyang.
"At a bar, how can it work without drinking? If you can’t drink, just have a little. What’s there to be afraid of, I’ll surely get you back to the guesthouse," Wang Xiangyang spoke earnestly, not making Mu Qing feel anything amiss.
Suddenly Mu Qing smiled and raised the glass, "Yes, with Brother Wang here, what could I fear? But hey, just drinking, what’s fun in that, I heard Brother Wang sings exceptionally well, comparable to Hong Kong star Chen Baiqiang, why not sing a song for ."
Wang Xiangyang felt sowhat flattered by Mu Qing’s words, becoming noticeably more familiar, leaning closer to Mu Qing "Sis, you sure have a discerning eye, not that I’m boasting, no one in the army sings better than I do. My comrades said it’s a pity I didn’t beco a literary soldier. Since you like it, I’ll sing a couple for you. Whose do you like?"
"Brother Wang, I like all you sing, any type is fine," Mu Qing intentionally spoke with an ambiguous tone.
Wang Xiangyang initially thought Mu Qing was a reserved girl, unexpectedly her habitual slyness would reveal so quickly upon arriving at the place, just like her family. Imagining climbing higher branches. Won like this, there’d be no guilt in taking advantage of them. Considering her decent looks, today he would try to create so atmosphere, and unless he took full advantage tonight, it wouldn’t be worthwhile.
Singing alone at the bar, there was a charge. Mu Qing didn’t know the exact amount but surely not cheap.
While Wang Xiangyang was inquiring, Lin Yinghui holding a nu approached Mu Qing quietly and placed it on the table. Then, he took big strides out of the bar’s door. Wang Xiangyang went on stage, glanced at Mu Qing and indeed sang a song by Chen Baiqiang.
Just after singing the first two lines, Mu Qing over here smiled at him and gestured for the waiter to co over, handing over the nu Lin Yinghui had just given her. "Bring a few of each item, the one on stage said treats everyone. Drink freely, no need to be polite."
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