AFMVSS – CH07, P3

That’s why Chu Haoqi specifically sought his opinion.

If Feng Mingzhang didn’t go, it wouldn’t be much fun for the three of them to go either.

Feng Mingzhang asked: “Who will be there?”

“Quite a lot of people,” Chu Haoqi added, “He said he’ll get us a private room.”

Feng Mingzhang pondered for a moment and nodded.

“Alright.”

“But I need to rest for a bit first.”

The long hours of work inevitably brought him a wave of fatigue. Feng Mingzhang got up to go to the break room. “Send me the address later, I’ll go tonight.”

Chu Haoqi nodded, not bothering him anymore. “Then I’m really leaving.”

“After all, I really do have a date.” He showed a smug smile, his eyes carrying disdainful undertones. “Unlike some people—”

“Marriage equals widowhood, can only find fun with the bros.”

Feng Mingzhang: “…”

—

Seven o’clock in the evening, at the newly opened bar in the north of the city.

It was the first day of opening, and Sun Minge had invited everyone in his social circle.

He had specifically opened a large private room for a group of rich second-generation kids.

There were many people inside, both men and women, making it inevitably somewhat chaotic.

Jiang Lie, leveraging his status as an old classmate, specifically got a small private room for the four of them to enjoy privately.

Shen Huaishan didn’t like playing games, Chu Haoqi swore he wouldn’t sing, and Jiang Lie couldn’t understand billiards.

Therefore, when these few gathered indoors, besides drinking, they just played cards.

After several rounds, it was halftime break.

Feng Mingzhang had a cigarette craving.

He was too lazy to go to the balcony, and never stood on ceremony with this group of friends, so he directly lit the cigarette between his fingers and started smoking in the private room.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he happened to see Jiang Lie holding his phone with a silly smile.

He gestured toward that direction with his chin, asking the other two friends.

“What’s wrong with him?”

Hearing this, Jiang Lie wasn’t annoyed and handed his phone over for them to see.

Still laughing cheerfully.

“I just told my sister I’m drinking now and will be back before ten.”

“She said okay.”

Feng Mingzhang: “…”

That’s it?

“Have you successfully pursued her?”

This hit Jiang Lie’s sore spot. “…Not yet.”

“And just one ‘okay’ can make you this happy?”

Chu Haoqi saw the confusion in Feng Mingzhang’s expression and laughed as if watching a show. “He reports to his beautiful sister every day, of course he’s happy to get a reply.”

He changed the subject, cleverly introducing the topic he wanted to discuss. “Don’t tell me—you don’t even tell sister-in-law when you go out to have fun?”

Feng Mingzhang chuckled lightly, glancing at him sideways.

“You mean this kind of reporting-style romance?”

The corner of his mouth held an indifferent smile as he suddenly shook his head.

He didn’t finish speaking, but his meaning was already very clear.

Reporting-style romance? Even dogs wouldn’t do it.

Author’s Note:

Not long after.

Feng Mingzhang: Woof.

Chu Shuangye: Good boy~