Chenxing took two deep breaths. "Nightclub!" she said, imdiately hugging his arm. "I’ve never been to such a place, my cousin said it’s actually fun and you can dance. I’m just really curious, can I go and indulge just this once?"
"Can dance?" This mischievous girl actually wants to go to such disreputable places to have fun. Why isn’t her curiosity a bit more refined, like asking him to accompany her to a concert?
Chenxing shook her head, then the next second loudly said, "Didn’t I dance with you last ti? I danced pretty well, didn’t you see?"
The girl had indeed never been there before, so she didn’t know that the dancing in nightclubs was entirely different from what she had danced at the birthday party.
The only ti was at his birthday party, which was the ultimate experience of her life, and she wanted to experience it again. "Co on, please? I promise I’ll spin even more than last ti. If you don’t believe , I’ll dance for you to see."
Chenxing said when she decided to act, she would act imdiately, climbing out of the bed to pull Gu Shaocheng. He didn’t want to go, but he had just said he would let her have her way from now on. If he went back on his word now, she definitely wouldn’t trust him in the future. Fine, he would go. With him there, she couldn’t cause too much trouble.
Gu Shaocheng drove, while Chenxing sat in the car making a phone call to her cousin. After thinking it over, she also sent a text ssage to Hua Hua to console his little heart that had been neglected today.
Um, might as well send a WeChat ssage to Brother Fengchi, too—perfect to create a chance for her cousin and Brother Fengchi to make ands.
Speaking of the party, Gu Shaocheng rembered sothing. On the way to the upscale nightclub, he casually asked her, "At the last birthday party, did you run into Yuanyuan?"
ntioning the person she disliked, Chenxing muttered in her heart: Every ti he says her na so affectionately, "Yuanyuan" coming out of his mouth sounds like he’s calling soone he’s close to.
So she couldn’t help but complain, "She has a surna, why don’t you call her by her full na every ti? Can’t you call her Wang Yuanyuan?"
He chuckled and said, "You little vinegar jar. I’m just used to calling her that."
"And what’s the difference between calling her ’Yuanyuan’ and ’Wang Yuanyuan’?"
"Of course, there’s a difference—a big difference." Anyway, she hated it most when he uttered those two words: "Last ti she even wanted to hit , and she cursed at , said I was shaless, a woman who got to where she is by sleeping her way up."
Without hesitation, she snitched.
Gu Shaocheng, seeing through her little sches from the rearview mirror, teased her, "You retorted as well, didn’t you? What was it again, let think."
"It’s sothing like, ’That’s still better than so people who can’t even climb into bed’, right?"
Chenxing was flabbergasted, her mouth agape, "How did you know?"
Oh, she understood, "Was it Brother Fei who snitched to you?"
Gu Shaocheng’s face remained inscrutable, making it impossible for her to confirm her suspicion. The sowhat certain lady huffed and puffed, "He promised he wouldn’t tell, but he went and snitched to you."
"You don’t think he’s the only person I’ve planted by your side, do you?" Gu Shaocheng laughed slowly, drawing his laughter to a close before saying with a stern tone, "I won’t let her have the chance to harass you again in the future."
The car arrived at the biggest nightclub in City E.
This club was backed by the Gu Family. He usually only ca to check on the business once every six months. The sudden inspection tonight frightened the manager to the point that his legs were shaking, scrambling to the entrance to greet them, bowing and scraping and cautiously saying, "Sir..."
Gu Shaocheng, one hand on his trench coat and the other around a slender waist, escorted them into the nightclub, not even glancing at the manager, who followed respectfully.
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