Kiss!

The bureau was organized by Wen Shuyang, Shen Xun arrived a little later, and when he arrived, there were already a dozen people in the box.

Wen Shuyang called out, "Third brother."

"Third Brother." Someone also shouted.

Wen Shuyang also made an appointment with other people tonight, and several of them were rich second generations in the circle. In addition to their own female companions, some female companions also brought friends with them.

After entering the door, he nodded at the people present, then threw himself on the sofa in the corner and drank by himself.

Both Gu Cheng and Wen Shuyang are used to it.

Now his temper is becoming more and more unpredictable, moody, and he talks less and less. It can be described as cherishing words like gold.

It's just that he spends more time in bars and clubs. As long as there are games, he will basically participate, but he can't blend in.

To put it bluntly, it is to find a lively place to drink.

It's not the first time for Shen Xun to come here. Public relations have good eyesight. Usually, they don't want to make fun of themselves and go to him, just squatting beside him and quietly refilling the wine and lighting the fire for him.

Since he came in, he caught the eyes of several people.

The man wants to strike up a conversation, talk about business matters, but the woman is more or less attracted by his face.

It's just that he has a strong sense of alienation, indifferent, as if everything is ignored by him.

Two women looked at each other, their eyes gleaming eagerly.

In the end, a man came forward with a drink. The woman didn't know who he was, but judging from the attitudes of the crowd, it was obvious that he was going to be superior.

These people, to put it bluntly, many of them are disposable.

She took it this time, but she doesn't know who she will take next time, so the opportunity slips away.

The woman walked over and called out delicately: "Third brother."

Shen Xun's whole body was hidden in the dark light. Hearing this, his thin eyelids lifted slightly, and he raised his chin towards the opposite sofa.

The publicist next to him knew that this meant going aside.

But the woman got it wrong and thought she was being asked to come to him, so she walked over and sat down next to him, but the female publicist didn't have time to stop him even if she wanted to.

Shen Xun sat down on the sofa, with his long legs wide open. When the woman sat down, her white thighs just rubbed against his pants.

"Are you in a bad mood?" the woman asked.

Shen Xun retracted his legs, slowly sat up straight, put the cup in his hand on the table, got up and said, "Let's go."

This was said to Wen Shuyang and Gu Cheng.

The woman was overjoyed, thinking she was being asked to come along, she put down the glass and hurriedly followed, thinking that this man was difficult to deal with, isn't this much easier than she imagined?

After walking out of the box, Shen Xun realized that someone was following behind him, and looked back.

The woman smiled sweetly at him, and after following a few steps, she had already reached the stairs, boldly wrapping her arms around his.

Shen Xun stopped suddenly.

"What are you doing?" While speaking, he twitched his arm vigorously.

Before the woman could react, she slipped her high heels and slumped down the stairs for several steps.

With a sound of "stab", a tear was torn in the skirt that only reached the middle of the thigh, extending all the way to the base of the thigh.

The woman looked at Shen Xun in surprise, and called out pitifully, "Third Brother."

He glanced coldly at the woman under the steps, "Your name is also third brother?"

The sound of "Third Brother" provoked Shen Xun's anger. In the past, there was also a person who called him that way.

What can I do now?The house was empty, and there was nowhere for her.

So I turned back and went to the private room.

Everyone was quite surprised by his return, but they didn't say anything. He always thought about it, even if he asked, he didn't bother to explain.

It's just that tonight, he drank in a hurry, and his face was darker than usual.

Wen Shuyang couldn't persuade him even if he wanted to.

When it was twelve o'clock, the atmosphere in the private room was getting hotter and hotter.

Several people were too drunk, and as soon as one was carried out, a rich second generation yelled and continued to drink.

Wen Shuyang said: "He's still drinking ass, let's go, find someone to get him out."

Zhang Chi also drank too much, and said with a big tongue: "If you don't drink with me, are you fucking looking down on me?"

With Wen Shuyang's temper, he was a little shy in front of Shen Xun and the others, and they walked sideways outside.

He raised his chin, "What's wrong with looking down on you?"

When Zhang Chi heard this, he became angry, pointed at Wen Shuyang and said, "How dare you fucking look down on me?"

Someone next to him came up to persuade him: "I told you to drink less and drink less, if you drink too much, you will go crazy."

Talking to the PR to help him out.

Drunken man, who cares about you, just flick your arm.

Zhang Chi said drunkenly, "You...you made it clear to me today."

Wen Shuyang: "Go away, what do I need to tell you?"

Zhang Chi persisted, "You are Shen Xun's dog."

"You fucking deserve a beating." Wen Shuyang raised his fist and was stopped.

"Okay, you drank too much." Gu Cheng said.

Zhang Chigeng became even more violent, saying, "He was once in the police station, and once he was sent to a labor camp/criminal, you treat him like a dog, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he received a solid punch on the face.