Chapter 20

The mute ending of the sentence "How are you?" made the car quiet for a long time.

After a few more seconds, Su Miaomiao finally came to his senses and slowly moved towards the car door.

"……not good."

As she spoke, the girl's thin white neck was stained with a bright pink color.

Shang Yan smiled.

"Why is it bad?"

"I..." Su Miaomiao choked for two seconds, "I don't eat spicy food..."

"Then eat something else."

Su Miaomiao held her breath and whispered, "It's not good to get something for nothing..."

"Who told you," Shang Yan touched the tip of his tongue lightly to the roof of his mouth and smiled, "that beauties in the village are something you get for nothing?"

Su Miao raised his head and looked at him in confusion.

Shang Yan could see clearly, the eyes reflecting his shadow were clear and clean, with clear black and white.

A child who is like a blank piece of paper.

Don't understand anything.

...you can apply any color you like.

Shang Yan clenched his knuckles and let out a slow breath.

He turned his head, narrowed his dark eyes, and stared out the window aimlessly.

"What do you want me to call me?"

Su Miaomiao looked at the boy's back in confusion, but still answered obediently:

"Master."

"..."

Shang Yan did not respond.

He just squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the overlapping shadows of the two people reflected in the window, and clicked his tongue in his heart.

Shang Yan is a good example to others.

At least……

Be a human being.

A row of impressive taxis finally stopped outside a very famous private club in City C.

The black-clad security guards outside the club looked strange after seeing the four taxis.

The two people standing outside looked at each other, and after shaking their heads to confirm that they had no impression, one of them stepped forward, walked in front of the leader Wu Hongbo, and stretched out his hand to block their way.

Then the security guard frowned and said:

"I'm sorry, guys, we only accept VIP members and their guests here. We don't accept individual visitors. Please leave-"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Hongbo, who was the first to squeeze down and started digging, finally took out the lavender invitation and thrust it right under the security guard's nose.

After seeing the invitation clearly, the security guard's expression didn't change much. He only relaxed his brows and reached out to take it.

Wu Hongbo said dissatisfied: "Brother, in what age do you still judge people by their appearance? You haven't received education in socialist core values? Besides, taxis are also cars, so what's the point of not having car rights? Look, let me tell you, structurally...

………”

Wu Hongbo was ready to chat with the security guard for another two hours.

Slowly getting out of the second car, Shang Yan walked over.

He looked lazy and raised his legs back and forth, pretending to kick Wu Hongbo——

"What time is it? Why don't you come in?... Do you want us to stand outside with you and have a drink?"

Wu Hongbo ducked away, aggrieved.

"You don't have to eat, but you have to explain the truth clearly to them."

"Go to the lecture nearby and don't block the door."

Shang Yan bypassed Wu Hongbo and walked to the security guard.

The security guard inadvertently raised his head two seconds ago and has not lowered his head since then. At this time, he was looking at Shang Yan blankly and did not make any move when he walked up to him.

Shang Yan stopped, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked down, and pressed on the invitation——

"Is there a problem?"

"..."

In this flash of lightning, the security guard finally remembered who the very familiar-looking boy in front of him was.

He suddenly came back to his senses, his face changed drastically, and he stretched his neck almost in panic——

"Young Master Shang..."

"No problem, just give in."

Shang Yan calmly cut off what the security guard had not finished saying——

"Let's go in."

"Hug, hug...sorry."

The security guard quickly stepped aside, staggering in the process.

Wu Hongbo was close to the two of them and could clearly see that in just a few seconds, sweat had already appeared on the security guard's forehead.

Wu Hongbo glanced at Shang Yan curiously.

Shang Yan turned a blind eye and only turned sideways to look at Su Miaomiao a few meters away.

"Let's go, little kid." He smiled, "Be careful if you get lost, you will be kidnapped and taken back to 'press the village'."

"..."

Su Miaomiao's steps stagnated and he lowered his head in slight annoyance.

Next to him, Wu Hongbo was amused, "Hey, Brother Yan, what's the point of suppressing the stronghold?"

Shang Yan slowed down his pace and waited for Su Miaomiao to come beside him.

He lowered his gaze and said with a half-smile, "Child, tell him."

"..."

Su Miaomiao finally couldn't bear it this time.

She raised her face slightly, and her dark pupils looked at Shang Yan dissatisfiedly with a bit of annoyance and watery eyes.

Wu Hongbo watched happily.

"Brother Yan, I found that Xiao Su's wings are so hard that she dares to glare at you."

Shang Yan didn't care and laughed it off.

Su Miaomiao was startled.

——

If Wu Hongbo hadn't reminded her of this, she wouldn't have noticed it herself...

I don't know since when, she seemed to be less and less restrained towards Shang Yan, expressing all her emotions, and no longer being as cautious as she was when dealing with others, worrying that she would make him unhappy.

For Su Miaomiao, this was a depth of relationship with others that she had never experienced before.

Under this depth, it is a completely unfamiliar new world to her:

Like Ya'er emerging from the soil for the first time, everything in the new world makes the girl feel curious and expectant.

…

This private club in City C occupies a large area, and there are four buildings with different themes in the club.

Following the "Modern Pavilion" index on the invitation letter and the directions from the receptionist who suddenly arrived midway, the group quickly arrived at the box where Shu Wei was holding the party.

The room in front of me looks like a small concert hall.

It's just that unlike the regular seats in the concert hall, in this private room, in front of the semi-elliptical stage, there are high stools attached to the bar, as well as scattered tables and chairs that are aesthetically pleasing. There are also several well-designed furniture scattered around the corners.

Leather sofa group.

The lighting in the box is approximately adjustable.

As soon as Shang Yan and the others walked from the door to the table, they experienced several changes in the light overhead from bright to dark, and then from dark to bright again.

This is the first time for Su Miaomiao to come to such a place.

From the moment she first came into contact with the light, she felt a little uneasy, and her body involuntarily leaned a few centimeters closer to Shang Yan.
To be continued...