Red Rose Second Miss's Beloved Wife

At one o'clock in the morning, Rose's employees were still cleaning, and Yan Mo never went back.Liu Siyi went downstairs to the bar and mixed a glass of orange-red volcanic rock cocktail.

Yan Mo's gaze was on her all the time. She set out the wine, raised her eyes and smiled faintly, and waved to Yan Mo.

"Me?" Yanmo looked around, not sure if Liu Siyi was calling him.

Liu Siyi nodded, and while waiting, she lit a cigarette for herself.The bar is usually dimly lit, and all the lights were turned on during cleaning, but it is rare that the lights are bright today.

"Sister Hong~" Yan Mo sat at the bar, scratched his head, bit his lower lip lightly, and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Hong, I got into trouble and caused you to be injured."

Liu Siyi moved the ashtray over, didn't say a word, just smoked dully.Yan Mo watched silently, not daring to make a sound.I don't know if Sister Hong was trying to adjust her mood, but she smoked this cigarette extraordinarily quickly, the ash flicked down, and the thin smoke blurred her eyes.

Yan Mo's face turned red suddenly, it was the first time she looked at Liu Siyi so presumptuously, and she just felt that she was a little more beautiful than usual at the moment.

"You don't have to blame yourself. No matter whether it's your fault or not, someone will pay for it." Liu Siyi took a deep breath of the cigarette, snuffed out the cigarette butt behind the ashtray, and pushed the volcanic rock cocktail to Yanmo: "Try it."

Yan Mo is allergic to alcohol, so she doesn't drink at all. She usually avoids contact with alcohol, but she couldn't bear to refuse the wine Liu Siyi made.

She took a sip, and it was sweet in her mouth. The strong mint and lemon flavor formed a stimulating sourness on the tip of her tongue.Although it's wine, it doesn't feel like drinking at all, Yan Mo breathed out lightly: "Is this a drink?"

"This is called volcanic rock. I used some juices and added some whiskey. Do you think the color looks like you?"

"It's delicious." Yan Mo took another sip, feeling that Liu Siyi had something to say, she sat upright and asked, "Sister Hong, if you want to criticize me, criticize me, wine is strong and cowardly, usually I don't dare to talk to you." You speak, and you will go all out today."

Liu Siyi smiled, opened a bottle of wine casually, and poured himself a glass: "It's inevitable to encounter these things when working in a bar. You can't cope with being normal when you first entered the society, but you are lucky. Your impulsiveness and your temper Someone will pay for your willfulness."

"Thank you, Sister Hong... I really know I was wrong." Yanmo knew she had made a big mistake and was already feeling guilty. She thought Liu Siyi was here to hold her accountable, "Today's bar loss can be deducted from my salary, it's not enough If so, I can sing here for free."

Liu Siyi drank the wine in his glass and smiled: "I have already said that you will not be compensated if someone pays the bill, but you will not be so lucky every time. If you meet someone else in the future, you will meet someone else. things, then you will only be responsible for the consequences of your impulses.”

"I know, it's all under Sister Hong's care..."

"I hope that after this time you can think carefully about whether you should continue to do this business, whether you can withstand these pressures, and whether you can face these emergencies. You can take a good rest in the past few days and see if you want to do it after you have considered it." come to work."

"Sister Hong, are you going to fire me...don't, I finally found the environment I like, I..." Yanmo started to sob as she spoke. She had already resisted all opinions by choosing the conservatory of music. I came out to sing under the pressure of my parents just because I like to sing.

Liu Siyi knew about her situation. In fact, she just saw herself from Yan Mo, moved her heart with compassion, and wanted to counsel her psychologically, but she didn't expect it to be counterproductive.

This kid thinks too much.Every word she said was over-interpreted by her, blindly blaming herself.

"I didn't mean that. I was afraid that you would be frightened, and I wanted you to rest for a few days."

There were tears in the corners of Yanmo's eyes: "Really..."

"Really." Liu Siyi casually took out a tissue and handed it over, Yan Mo turned from sadness to joy, and smirked: "Thank you, Sister Hong."

Liu Siyi smiled without saying a word, picked up the wine glass and glanced upstairs.I don't know if Ling Qianyu has left or not?Did you take another exit?Do you want to go up and have a look?

Forget it... I deliberately left her alone, because I wanted to give myself some time to adjust, so as not to be jealous when I opened my mouth, and think of her confidante when I spoke.

Besides, she should go.

Liu Siyi's eyes drifted away, her whole heart was on Ling Qianyu, and she absently played with the wine glass.

"Sister Hong, I'm actually very scared." Yan Mo was aroused by Liu Siyi's softness in his heart, and regarded her as a confidant sister, and poured out all the words in his heart. His love for music since childhood was spurned by his parents. Her profession, and now her relatives criticize and look down on her.

She is usually introverted and timid, and she just wants to sing her own songs. Her daily expectation is when customers order songs and hear applause.Of course, she still has a little secret, which is to look forward to when Sister Hong will be in a good mood and play a song with herself. That is the most down-to-earth moment for Sister Hong, and she likes it very much.

Liu Siyi is a good listener, she will not interrupt the other party, nor express subjective opinions, everyone's mood is different, she respects others, even if it is just a part-time resident singer.

Maybe she can't feel the happiness of others, but she is more profound than anyone else in experiencing pain.After listening to Yanmo's words, she remembered that when she was a bartender, she was humiliated by clients, forced by her boss to come out, and almost sold overseas.

She has never felt warmth since she was a child, but she has always treated others with generosity. Every employee in the bar has experienced misfortune and tribulations. Only Liu Siyi knows that their misfortunes are as small as dust in this huge world.

To put it bluntly, the Rose she runs is the end of her misfortune and the beginning of luck for these people.

"Sister Hong, sometimes I have low self-esteem, so when they trampled on my self-esteem today, this low self-esteem was transformed into anger, so..."

"The luck of the misfortune is that we will meet the person who is willing to pay for himself."

"Sister Hong is the one for me." Yan Mo blurted out, and he answered the words smoothly without thinking about whether it was appropriate. Liu Siyi's smile froze. In the early years, when she was drinking with her, she was made things difficult by customers. Ling Qianyu took Zhang Xiaowu to rescue her. Then she was often "booked out", but no one came.

She knew that person was Ling Qianyu. She had such a strong personality back then, she never saved face for her boss, and she never humiliated her when some rogue bosses made things difficult for her. She often offended others.

Fortunately, she met Ling Qianyu.

It's great to be young and dare to express, but she has no chance.

Liu Siyi didn't know that Ling Qianyu upstairs had been watching her, seeing how gentle she was to Yan Mo, how considerate she was to others, but cold to herself...

Ling Qianyu saw that Yan Mo and Liu Siyi were chatting, and the way they were talking and laughing was really an eyesore.This child is young, and the admiration and infatuation in his eyes are obvious.

This woman with peach blossoms... Ling Qianyu picked up her mobile phone and made a call to Liu Nan, the head manager of Tianling Entertainment.

"Ling...Mr. Ling..." Liu Nan was sleepy, and the boss dared not answer the call.

"There is a bar called Rose in Wuhefang, and there is a resident singer named Yan Mo in it, pay attention." After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and she looked at the two downstairs with slightly frowned eyebrows. If there is a higher platform and opportunity , Will Yanmo leave Rose?

Ling Qianyu just can't see Liu Siyi being gentle and warm to others, even though it's rare at times like this, she feels uncomfortable when she bumps into her.

The contrast between hot and cold attitudes made her feel frustrated. Could it be that she is not as good as a resident singer? ?

Ling Qianyu returned to the office depressed, not wanting to read any more.If she wanted to just wait like this, she wanted to see how long Liu Siyi would let herself wait when she knew she was there.

But the truth is, Liu Siyi thought she was gone... She didn't know that Ling Qianyu would be waiting for her to get off work at the bar.

This is the first time.

After Yanmo expressed without thinking, Liu Siyi fell silent. She finished her glass of wine and said lightly, "Go back."

"Hong... Sister Hong, what I just said has no other meaning, but I am very grateful to you..." Yan Mo tried to explain, she knew what she was expressing, but she didn't want Liu Siyi to misunderstand and alienate herself.

Liu Siyi lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Think about what you should think about, and don't put your energy and thoughts on irrelevant people and things." I hope she can understand what I want to express.

Yan Mo hummed softly, she somewhat understood Liu Siyi's words, she didn't dare to cross the threshold, but with a glass of rainbow wine and Sister Hong's single status, how dare she conclude that she is crooked?

Even if such an excellent woman is crooked, what does it have to do with me?Yan Mo laughed at herself, she knew that she was so weak that she couldn't be worthy of someone like Sister Hong, and her inferiority complex was secretly haunting her, she didn't say anything more, and left in a hurry after saying goodbye.

Liu Siyi sat alone for a while, smoking another cigarette, not knowing what to think.She walked around the first floor, drank two glasses of wine sullenly, and then went upstairs.

is she goneLiu Siyi was thinking about this question every time he took a step.

She wished she was gone, to stop thinking about herself.She also hoped that she hadn't left, because she wanted to see her.

Liu Siyi walked upstairs very slowly, as if a little slower could change anything.The door of the office was open, and the doors of all the boxes were not closed, and the downstairs could be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the box.

She didn't stay, and walked directly to the office. The closer she got, the stronger her intuition became. Ling Qianyu didn't seem to leave.

The indoor lights illuminated the corridor, elongating Liu Siyi's figure, she stopped at the door, Ling Qianyu sat at the desk, fell asleep.

A sheet of A4 paper was laid flat on the table, and the pencil in the pen holder was taken out.Ling Qianyu rested her head with her left hand, and still held the pen in her right hand. The tip of the pen was only half an inch away from the paper, and a woman's outline was outlined on the white paper.

It was the first time Liu Siyi saw Ling Qianyu draw with a brush. She remembered that Aunt Yu Xinyu was a sketch goddess when she was young.

Ling Qianyu has never learned painting, but under the influence of her ears and eyes, coupled with her mother's excellent genetic inheritance, simple sketches are easy to grasp.But who is she drawing?

With a few simple strokes, the tall figure of the woman is drawn, the facial features have just completed a pair of eyebrows, and the eyes, nose and mouth have not yet been drawn.The woman in the painting has long curly hair, which naturally falls on her shoulders, and the length is the same as her own. Why does it feel a bit like...?

No, Liu Siyi denied her conjecture, she did it unconsciously, maybe she didn't think about who to draw, maybe the person she wanted to draw was Qi Muwan.But Liu Siyi couldn't remember whether Qi Muwan's hair was straight or curly, and she always wore her hair in a bun the two times they met.

But this eyebrow shape is very similar to sword eyebrows. Liu Siyi's eyebrows are turned upwards, without obvious curvature, heroic, and with this familiar figure, he really looks like himself.

Maybe she just draws casually when she has nothing to do, why should she think so much... What Liu Siyi dares most now is to think wildly and be passionate.

The temperature in the office was not high, she was afraid that Ling Qianyu would catch cold if she fell asleep like this, and she couldn't bear to wake her up.She must be very tired from being busy with pipe piles recently.

Liu Siyi sighed softly, took off his coat, and gently put it on for her.

It may be that she is too sensitive or restless, living in battles every day, afraid of being caught by others, Ling Qianyu is very alert when she falls asleep in an unfamiliar environment, and her consciousness is almost carved in her bones.

The moment Liu Siyi's clothes touched her body, she woke up with a start, feeling a sense of danger of being approached unsuspectingly, which made her extremely nervous.

"Who?" She instinctively defended, grabbed Liu Siyi, and pulled her injured arm. Liu Siyi tightened her masseter muscles, endured the severe pain, and said softly, "It's me."