Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Room Tianzi No. 1 was indeed easy to find, and Fusang arrived at the door of the room in a short time.

Fuso pushed the door and found that the concierge was locked.

She patiently knocked on the door.

"Hahaha, the wine delivery person must be here. I'll open the door."

"I really can't drink anymore." Xiaoyan cried.

"The wine you just broke is much more valuable than your life. If you don't want to drink it, you can just pay for it."

"I...I have no money."

"Then drink."

This was what Fusang saw when he came in. A successful man dressed in human-like clothes was pulling Xiaoyan's hair, forcing her to raise her head to drink.

"I..." Xiaoyan swallowed the drink. Because she didn't have time to swallow, the clothes on her chest were wet with the drink she didn't have time to swallow.

"Where's your wine?"

The man who opened the door for Fuso noticed something was wrong.

This man came empty-handed.

Fusang ignored him, she stepped forward and rescued Xiaoyan from the man's hand.

"Cough cough..."

Xiaoyan was about to say thank you, but when she saw the person standing in front of her clearly, her eyes widened. She couldn't even control her voice, "Are you crazy? What are you doing here?"

Fusang signaled Xiaoyan to stop talking, and she hid Xiaoyan behind her.

"Who are you? Dare to come up and ruin my business?"

"Pfft, Xiaoyan can't drink well and can't have fun with you. I'll accompany you."

"you?"

The man asked rhetorically and looked around the box again.

Fusang felt surprised, and she followed his gaze.

"What are you looking at? Watch your eyes. Aren't you a hero? Are you here to drink?"

When Fusang came closer, he looked straight, "If you admit your mistake, I can also..."

"Bang!" Fuso used the table to open the wine bottle.

She drank a bottle of wine without even looking at the man.

Xiaoyan behind her opened her mouth in surprise, "Drink slower."

After seeing Fusang open another bottle, Xiaoyan cried and said, "I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it, don't let her drink it."

Fuso patted her shoulder comfortingly, indicating that she was fine.

After she finished another bottle, the expressions of everyone in the box became numb.

They looked at the woman with a normal face, a little distrustful, and someone directly took a bottle of high-strength alcohol and placed it in front of Fusang.

"After you finish drinking, these are all for you."

Fuso looked at the large amount of red money on the table and nodded with satisfaction. She did it directly, then collected the money on the table and put it into her wallet.

"What a drunkard."

Fuso didn't care, she reached for another bottle of wine. After all, these things are more like water to her.

"enough."

Fusang thought the voice sounded familiar, and she paused as she reached for the drink.

When he saw the person coming, Fusang said in his heart: What a coincidence!

"uncle?"

When everyone saw the bartender calling Song Yuan "uncle", they were so frightened that they stopped breathing.

Is this a relative of Mr. Song?

But this lady was very unfamiliar, and I had no idea which family she was from.

Bah, how could a noble lady come here to do this?

Could it be?

The eyes they looked at the two of them were full of gossip.

Song Yu'an frowned, "Don't have random relationships."

"Pfft." Fusang smiled.

Xiaoyan, who had been silent all this time, swallowed her saliva. Even though she didn't know the identity of this person, she could tell from the way everyone looked at him that he was the highest-status person in the group.

Xiaoyan pulled Fusang's clothes a little scared.

She was really scared. Each of these rich people was more nervous than the last.

Fusang gave Xiaoyan a look, "I really don't have such noble relatives as you. I'm here to drink with you. Uncle, don't ruin my business."

Song Yu'an frowned.

"Are you here to have a drink?"

"Ah."

"You're a coffee maid, and you're here to accompany the wine. What do you want to do?"

"Me?" Fusang didn't understand the meaning of Song Yu'an's words. "Of course I'm short of money!"

Song Yuan "..."

"Open the window and speak out, who sent you here?"

Fuso "..."

I said I was sent by the dead Jiang Xinyao, do you believe it?

"Don't tell me? Aren't you here to drink with me? Come and drink with me!" Song Yuan said. "What are you supposed to do?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching the two go to the box compartment, they exchanged a look.

"The first time I saw Mr. Song..."

"You don't know that Mr. Song used to..."

"What was it before?"

"President Song used to be known as the eldest son of City A. Back then, there were many rumors about his romantic affairs, but since President Song accepted the Song family, he has stayed away from those..."

"So far away, are ghosts gathering with us?"

"Okay, but these are just rumors."

"Aren't you telling the truth?" Song Yu'an asked.

"Uncle, do you have paranoia?" Fusang rolled his eyes at him.

Song Yuan handed Fusang a bottle of wine, "Short of money?"

"Ah."

Fusang looked at the hand on his leg and looked at Song Yu'an displeased.

"You don't think that accompanying a drinker... is just to accompany a bar?"

"It's about drinking, not sleeping!" Fuso patted his hand away.

Song Yuan's eyes became more interested.

"I don't believe there is such a coincidence in the world, so you just lied." Song Yu'an pinched her chin, "What do you want to do after attracting my attention?"

"I said I just want to make money."

Song Yu'an increased the strength on his hands. He lowered his eyes to see the look in her eyes clearly. "I don't like people lying to me over and over again. Enough is enough with your tricks. If you tell the truth, I can Give you what you want.”

"Okay, I admit it. In fact, I came here to seduce you. It was a man named... I forgot the name of that person. Anyway, he asked me to come here."

Fusang said yes and shamelessly extended his hand to Song Yuan, "Give me money."

Song Yu'an was speechless for a moment. Looking at the hand stretching out for money, he suddenly smiled.

He took out a black pen from his clothes bag, and Song Yuan wrote a big word "money" on the palm of Su Jinyao's hand. After writing, he asked Fusang to take his hand.

"Collect the money."

"You... big liar?"

"Then you are a little liar"

"Didn't you seduce me? Didn't someone instigate it?"

Facing Song Yuan's pressing step by step, Fusang took a step back and whispered, "I'll admit it as you wish, but you won't pay me either."

"How about I give you money and you stay with me for one night?"

Fuso was furious. She took out two hundred dollars from her wallet and slapped them on the table. "I'll give you money too. How about you stay with me for one night?"

"Less." Song Yu'an replied after thinking carefully.

Fusang felt pain and took out a fifty-dollar bill from his wallet, slapped it on the table and said, "No more."

Song Yu'an looked at the dazzling two hundred and fifty and suddenly laughed. He stretched out his hand and put it into his pocket. "Then let's go, I'm yours tonight."

Fuso "..."

"Uncle, please return the money to me. I...I regretted it." Looking at Song Yu'an's face, Fusang said fearlessly, "The key is that you are not worth the price."

"Are you drunk?" Song Yu'an asked.

Fuso's original drunkenness had come back, and his face and neck were turning pink.

"Snapped."

Fuso suddenly held his face and said, "It's so...like..."

In her daze, she only heard him say, "You're here to provoke me."