Sister Chen nodded at them, tacitly agreeing with Yang Haozhong's words. The two of them were dumbfounded. They looked at each other in confusion and walked helplessly to the bar counter.
"Little Yang…don't go overboard. Let's vent for a while and go home early." Sister Chen leaned over and whispered into Yang Haozhong's face.
Yang Haozhong kissed her pink cheek hard and said,""Thank you, Sister Chen."
Although the lights were dim and blurry, Yang Haozhong's seemingly casual and casual action was still seen by many people. The surrounding boos, whistles, and jeers mixed together. Some people even cried exaggeratedly. Although the Lady Boss was also considered a prostitute, she would often get close to the customers in the venue and flirt with them. No one would dare to provoke this woman with a complicated background. Today, seeing this unknown little rascal actually tease the Lady Boss in public, this kind of secret pleasure was as satisfying as getting on a horse himself.
The cheers rose and fell, and the people in the private room flocked out to watch the show. Sister Chen turned around and walked to the office without saying a word, leaving Yang Haozhong standing there in a daze.
Yang Haozhong was at a loss. He only felt that he was being played like a fool. It turned out that she, Dewey, and everyone else were sensible people. He was the only one who was jumping up and down like a clown. In his eyes, the so-called benevolence, righteousness, morality, propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame were simply childish and laughable things in the eyes of others. He had become a fool who admired himself alone in others 'eyes.
Yang Haozhong grabbed the bottle of wine that the waiter had brought over and gulped it down. That kind of drinking made him throw away all the burdens in his mind.
"What did you say? Your name is Xiao Die? No, that was not right. Your name is Xiao Die." Yang Haozhong spun around in a circle surrounded by a few ladies. He felt that he was not drunk, as if he still could not forget. However, his hands and feet did not listen to him, and his mouth did not seem to belong to him. He was like a soul that had been pulled away and watched his body play with a group of flirtatious women.
"Handsome. Why is your phone so annoying! It rang non-stop! Can you throw that thing away?”
"Phone? What was a cell phone? You like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you." Yang Haozhong reached for his waist and took off the phone that had been ringing non-stop. He gently threw it to the unknown girl.
The girl casually caught it and threw it into a corner like trash without even looking at it.
"Handsome, which one of us sisters do you think is prettier?”
"Pretty? They all looked good. Haha."
"Then which one do you like?"
"Can I like them all?"
"You're so bad. How greedy! I want both of them, so I'll punish you with alcohol…"
"Drinking? Alright! Ha…"
Yang Haozhong didn't know how many cups he had drunk. The people who had been drinking around him at first saw him drinking so desperately and ran away, leaving only a few ladies to continue teasing him.
He lay on the sofa, hugging a woman who was not fully clothed. For the first time, he died drunk in a gentle place. So this was the life that so many people dreamed of. It was a life of debauchery, debauchery, and debauchery. Haha…I didn't expect a poor kid like him to be able to enjoy it once.
" Pa!" A loud slap was heard. Yang Haozhong's face turned cold and hot. The cold wine splashed on his head, as if he wanted to burn him with hatred.
" Ah…" The women around him screamed.
"Who is it?" Yang Haozhong wiped the wine off his face. Who would dare to wash his face with such expensive wine? He tried his best to open his heavy eyelids. There was a blurry figure swaying in front of him. He supported his head with both hands, trying his best not to let it shake left and right.
"Yang Haozhong! Look at what you've done!" The burning heat in his heart from the alcohol cooled down again.
"Oh, I see. It's Wei Ling!"
"Handsome, who is she? So fierce?"
Yang Haozhong pinched the woman who came over frivolously, his hands full of rouge.
"Her? My woman! Hehe…" The women around him laughed in unison. Wei Ling's tears rolled down like broken pearls, and his heart was screaming desperately.
" I'm sorry. I told you not to cry, but now I can't keep my promise. I'm sorry…"
"Xiao Yang, I know you're unhappy. I've fallen out with my parents. I want to be with you. Can you come back with me? I don't want anything, I don't care about anything. I only want you, I only want you.”Wei Ling cried as she collapsed on the ground. She lay on the coffee table and reached out to touch his hand. Yang Haozhong pulled his hand away and used his drunkenness to gather his courage to touch the naked waist of the girl beside him.
"You don't want anything? Haha, why would I want you? What's so good about you? What right do you have to be so high and mighty? Are you giving me alms? Haha, I don't care. If you want a woman, I'll find one, right? My baby?" Yang Haozhong simply buried his head in the woman's chest, and the woman's hysterical laughter hurt his ears. He didn't want to see Wei Ling's tears again. He was like an executioner cutting this woman to pieces. Why did he have to treat her so cruelly?
"Xiao Yang, tell me this isn't true. This is not the real you." Wei Ling kept shaking her head and crying.
Yang Haozhong wanted to rush over and hug her, hide her in his arms, and bring her home, but his rationality told him not to do so. Wei Ling's parents were right. Yang Haozhong wasn't worthy of her. He couldn't afford a woman's carefree life. Her parents would not accept someone like him who came from a difficult family. Yang Haozhong's relationship with her was undoubtedly forcing her to break up with her parents. He could not give Wei Ling happiness, but would only destroy it!
"Waiter! Waiter!" Yang Haozhong shouted," What are you doing?" Quickly drag this crazy woman out, quickly!”
The two men jogged over and pulled Wei Ling out. Usually, it was common for them to deal with people who drank too much and caused trouble. Such a farce would be staged here every day.
"Little Yang…You lied to me, you lied to me, Little Yang…"
Wei Ling's cries were drowned out by the heavy metal music. Yang Haozhong pushed the woman beside him away roughly, ignoring her disgusting whine. He grabbed the remaining half of the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. Then, he smashed the bottle on the ground. The crystal glass bottle shattered on the marble floor, and the surrounding women screamed.
Yang Haozhong didn't want to bother with them. He felt a little nauseous. He stumbled out of the bar and was suddenly hit by a burly man walking towards him. He staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, the man pulled him in time, and his glasses fell to the ground and shattered.
"Little Yang?" Yang Haozhong could not be bothered with the exclamation. He grabbed the glasses on the ground and walked out. No one stopped him. Where am I? He opened his eyes as if someone had hit his head hard. He stared blankly at the white ceiling, his mind blank.
" Haha…Haha…" Whose laughter was so pleasant to the ear, like the tinkling sound of a stream flowing after the snow melted at the beginning of spring, like the croaking of frogs in the field when the rape flowers bloomed in spring, like the innocent and romantic laughter of a child.
Yang Haozhong slowly got up from the bed. The anesthesia of alcohol made his head heavy and his feet light. He was attracted by the bell-like laughter, like a lost pedestrian in the desert longing for an oasis. He also yearned for that warm smile. Yang Haozhong touched the door and gently opened it, as if he was afraid of disturbing the laughter and making it fly away.
It turned out to be Lou Tingyu giggling. Her smile was as fresh and tender as a daisy that had just bloomed. It was full of vitality, joy, and yearning for a new world. Yang Haozhong was also infected by her smile, and a smile crept up the corner of his mouth.
However, when he saw the person who was sitting in front of her and making her laugh, he could no longer smile.
Wei Ling played Chinese checkers with Lou Tingyu as usual, making her laugh non-stop. Yang Haozhong looked at her beautiful face, hoping to find any traces of damage left on her face from last night's mischief. Unfortunately, he didn't! Other than her haggard face from not sleeping well, she had nothing else! She was still playing chess with Lou Tingyu as usual, as if nothing had happened last night.
Yang Haozhong slammed the door hard. With a bang, the two of them were shocked and looked up at the same time.
"Xiao Yang, you're up. I bought breakfast in the kitchen. You can go eat by yourself.”Wei Ling was stunned for a moment before the smile returned to her face.
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