Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

On the third floor of the De Noya Hotel, there are gentlemen and gentlemen wearing various types of high-end clothes, and ladies and ladies wearing all kinds of expensive jewelry. Each of them holds a wine glass in their hands, and they are chatting with each other in small groups, with smiles as bright as flowers, and the sound of joy can be heard.

Immediately afterwards, soothing and melodious music sounded, and the people in the banquet hall talked much softer. Many gentlemen invited young ladies to dance, and the lights and shadows intertwined.

Lin Muan glanced at the center of the dance floor and looked through the crowd at Fu Jingnian sitting in the corner.

Fu Jingnian wore a finely tailored and high-quality indigo suit, a lighter shirt of the same color underneath, and a blue rhombus tie. He sat there casually, leaning his back on the sofa.

His hair was meticulously combed back, exposing his full forehead. His face was stern, his strong outlines were cold, his eyes were distant and indifferent, and his thin lips were pursed lightly, as if the collar was a little tight. He stretched out his hand and tugged on his tie, expressionless. He glanced at Fu Jing aside.

Fu Jinnian has a noble and casual temperament, and the aura of a superior person.

Lin Muan felt that his man was really good-looking, but he did not forget the main purpose of this time, and he averted his eyes and continued busy with what he was doing.

Fu Jingnian felt that someone was looking at him, but when he looked to the place where the sight was strongest, there was no one there.

"Brother, good brother, I want to dance too," Fu Jing looked at Fu Jingnian with bright eyes and said coquettishly to him.

"Don't run around." Fu Jingnian glanced at the dance floor, feeling that nothing would happen.

"Okay, thank you brother~" Fu Jing stood up with a smile, accepted the invitation of a handsome man, and entered the dance floor.

Fu Jingnian glanced at the assistant beside him, planning to go out to take a breath and ask him to look at Fu Jing.

This man just got up, his butt was still cold, and an acquaintance came to him.

"Hey, Mr. Fu, a busy person, actually came to the banquet." The man who spoke was sinister and had a smile on his face, but it gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Fu Jingnian didn't intend to pay attention to the person speaking, after all, they were unfamiliar.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu, he drank too much, please leave him alone." Another man who came with the man looked at Fu Jinnian with an apologetic look.

Fu Jingnian felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"Yeah." Fu Jingnian responded coldly, bypassing the two of them and walking to the balcony.

The drunk man sneered coldly at Fu Jingnian's back and pushed away the man supporting him.

"Chen Yi, you are so cowardly."

The man named Chen Yi pursed his lips and said nothing, his brows furrowed.

The man didn't say anything when he saw him, he just felt bored.

I originally came to Fu Jingnian to discuss business, but he didn't even stop me. It was nonsense.

The man ignored Chen Yi and left alone.

Chen Yi stood there for a while and glanced at the direction Fu Jingnian left.

Before Fu Jing reached the balcony, he was stopped by a noise.

"How do you do this? You don't even look at the road." The woman's sharp voice was filled with anger. She looked at her dress, "Do you know how expensive my dress is? It's haute couture. It's haute couture for you." Do you know! You can’t afford to pay for it if you work in this hotel for half your life!"

There was a pool of wine stains on the woman's purple fishtail skirt, and the man next to her was still trying to persuade her not to be angry.

But when a woman is angry, how can she listen to what others say, let alone what a man says.

She was so angry that she threw the wine in her hand on the face of the waiter in front of her. The waiter stood humbly without saying a word.

"Get out!" The woman waved away the man's hand, glared at Lin Mu'an angrily, turned and left the balcony.

"Shanshan!" The man looked at the waiter, handed him a few hundred yuan, and left with the woman.

Lin Mu'an stood blankly, feeling that this job was going to be ruined. He let the red wine drip from his hair and squeezed the several hundred dollars in his hand.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to lift the hair from his forehead, put the money in his pocket, put his hand on the white jade railing, and stared at the bustling city aimlessly.

Fu Jingnian had finished reading it all. He didn't know why he didn't leave, but the figure from the back looked familiar.

He also hid after the woman and man came in.

Now I saw the waiter's face clearly, and I was in a daze for some reason.

Lin Mu'an was wearing hotel work clothes, a white shirt underneath a burgundy vest, and the collar was wet with red wine. In order not to stick to his body, he unbuttoned two buttons to reveal his protruding collarbone, which reminded people of the soft skin of a newborn baby. His sleeves were rolled up to arm.

The amber eyes looked forward aimlessly, the eyelids were slightly drooped, the curled eyelashes trembled slightly, like thick little brushes, under the high bridge of the nose was a pair of crimson lips, the lips were pink and bright red, It has a jelly-like color and makes you want to take a bite.

Looking closely at the ends of his reddish eyes, you can't help but feel a sense of affection.

The evening breeze blew gently, blowing the corners of his clothes and his hair, and there seemed to be a faint smell of alcohol floating in the air. It was not unpleasant, but also had a light, sweet and fruity aroma.

Fu Jingnian was so fascinated that he lost his sense of proportion.

He looked over as if he had noticed something, looking at Fu Jingnian with his empty eyes, he was instantly panicked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, do you want to take a breath? I'm going to do things first, so I won't disturb Mr. Fu." Lin Mu'an bent towards Fu Jingnian and shook hands nervously.

Fu Jingnian didn't feel disturbed. An unknown light slipped through his eyes and disappeared quickly.

Lin Muan was about to leave, but as soon as he stretched out his hand to hold the door handle, he was stopped by a shout.

"Do you know me?" Fu Jingnian stared at Lin Muan's back.

Lin Mu'an was startled, frowned and pursed his lips, turned around, relaxed his brows, and looked at Fu Jingnian with a smile.

"Half a month ago, Konglai Bar." Lin Muan explained simply.

Fu Jingnian thought for a moment and stared at Lin Muan.

"Are you short of money?"

Lin Mu'an stared at Fu Jingnian blankly, lowered his eyes and hummed, unconsciously pressing the nail of his thumb on the side of his index finger.

"I need a substitute. I don't need you to do anything, and I won't do anything to you. I just need you to come over immediately when I call you." Fu Jingnian looked at Lin Muan's face and continued: "One month a month One million, if you find it too little, you can add more."

Lin Muan looked at Fu Jingnian with disbelief in his eyes.

After all, he didn't look very stunning, at most he was pretty.

"That's enough. When does Mr. Fu need me to start?" Lin Muan asked cautiously.

Customers are God, let alone VIP God.

"You don't have to be so reserved, just speak normally." Seeing his submissive look, Fu Jingnian frowned, "Leave your contact information and my assistant will call you tomorrow. Just wait for the call."

"Okay." Lin Muan smiled and nodded.

Lin Mu'an left a phone number for Fu Jingnian. Fu Jingnian returned to the banquet hall and saw Fu Jing still dancing, so he glanced at where Lin Mu'an was.

~~~Separating line~~~

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