"I haven't seen you for a long time, and you seem to have lost weight."

Yaqi's chin was raised, and she heard Ling Shu say so.

But in fact, she didn't hear what the other party said at all, and she felt that Ling Shu's breath was close at hand.

It's intoxicating.

"Has it become ugly?"

Yaqi subconsciously touched her face, and she cared about Ling Shu's opinion.

"No, I'm still as beautiful as before. I've lost weight. I still like you to be fatter and you'll have meat when you pinch it."

Ling Shu said frivolous words, but in fact he just reached out to pinch her face, which was completely different from those customers who liked to touch her hands and feet.

"Rose, where did you get this grape?" he asked the dancer on the other side.

"I just shipped it here today, Young Master Ling really knows the goods." Rose said with a smile, no longer having the restraint and immaturity he had when he first met.

It's like a large dyeing vat. When white cloth comes in, even if it's not dyed black and blue, it will at least be dyed pink.

"Go and get some for me. How can this little bit be enough for us?"

Ling Shu opened his mouth and Rose went away slowly.

She has a little bit of a sign of separation from Yaqi recently. Many of the guests who like to find Yaqi were pulled over by her, and she was ignorantly competing for the first dancer of Fei Lengcui.

Yaqi is not a fool, so she naturally understands that the two of them are harmonious and all the undercurrents are in little-known places. She is unwilling to let Ling Shu know about this, which ruins her beautiful impression of herself.

When I was distracted, there was an extra sachet on my palm.

"Which beautiful lady gave you this? I don't want anything from others."

She pretended to be coquettish and covered her inner sorrow.

Ling Shu said: "Open it and then talk about it."

Yaqi pouted and took off the ribbon on the sachet, and her expression turned surprised.

There were several rolls of US dollars stuffed inside, and some white oceans filled the sachets. No wonder they weighed them down.

"This, Mr. Ling?"

"Take it, it's all clean money. Haven't you always wanted to leave Fei Lengcui? This place is not suitable for you. Find a relative to you first. It's not safe to be alone outside, and you're not exposed to your wealth."

He Youan left him a lot of rewards, and Ling Shu donated most of them, and some were left to the He family's orphans, and the rest were all in this sachet.

Yaqi's eyes were red.

"Thank you, Mr. Ling, but you didn't come easily with this money, I can't take it..."

Ling Shu said lazily, leaning back on the sofa, impatient with her crying behavior.

"Okay, okay, don't get tired of it. Put it away quickly. If Rose comes back later, she will definitely go to the senior class to complain. You won't get a penny!"

Yaqi glanced at Rose's figure from the corner of her eyes. Without any time to say anything, she quickly stuffed the sachet on her body and lowered her head to adjust her expression.

When she looked up again, she was the charming dancer Yaqi again.

"You are so kind to me, but you refuse to touch me. Others want to buy me on the street clock, but you have never bought it."

This is full of resentment. In fact, if Ling Shu was willing to touch her, Yaqi would be willing to pay the money herself.

Ling Shu lifted her chin and looked around.

"I don't like resentful women. I like how you smile, as sweet as honeydew."

Yaqi chuckled. "Why isn't it grape?"

She felt her slender waist being wrapped around her long arms, and Ling Shu was hit by her heartbeat, and her heartbeat couldn't help but miss one, two, three or four.

"Because the grapes are still a little sour, it's hard to get rid of the mouth when you eat one of them occasionally."

The two of them continued for several minutes.

Yaqi felt like a little girl who was ignorant of the world and had no idea where she was putting her hands and feet.

With red face and hot ears, it was also a little strange.

"You are hiding behind the man? He has been standing there for a while. Is he a spy? Or a bad guy?"

Yaqi asked in a low voice, almost pressing against his ears, with a little intention of following the flow.

"Shh."

Ling Shu only returned one single syllable.

Yaqi completely turned red from her cheeks to her ears, and the heat also spread to her neck.

Fortunately, the lights are dim and there is no clear view.

Rose was jealous and came over to snuggle and acted coquettishly.

"Mr. Ling, are you dancing? You only danced with Sister Yaqi when you came today. You haven't danced with me yet. You can't be biased!"

"Which one do you choose between dancing or tip?" Ling Shu joked.

Rose's eyes rolled, "Then I'd better choose to dance."

"Oh well."

Ling Shu shrugged, grabbed her weak boneless hand and stood up, and the two walked towards the dance floor.

Yaqi flew backwards.

The man was still standing in the shadow of the corner.

He was tall and leaned against the wall, and he lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Yaqi couldn't see his appearance, but from his temperament and demeanor, he could vaguely guess that this person would definitely not be difficult to see where he went.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful she is, she is not as good as her Ling Shao.

After a song, Ling Shu came back with Rose's hand.

The latter was sweating profusely and his face was flushed.

Yaqi handed over a glass of wine to Ling Shu at the right time, and turned her head along Ling Shu's gaze.

She exclaimed, "That person is gone."

Ling Shu didn't say anything, so he sent Rose to open another bottle of wine.

"Do you like him?" He teased Yaqi.

Yaqi said sweetly: "If so, would you be jealous?"

Ling Shu raised his head and drank most of the wine in the wine glass, telling the truth: "No."

Yaqi knew the answer, but she was still a little sour.

"You haven't told me who that person is? Are you following your bad guy? Do you want me to call the police?"

Ling Shu laughed: "I am the police."

"Then he will come again next time, how should I deal with it? What if I ask you?"

Speaking of this, she was really nervous.

"He is my friend, not a bad guy, nor a spy." Ling Shu said.

Yaqi didn't believe it: "Then why didn't you both say hello?"

Ling Shu blinked: "If I say he likes me, do you believe it?"

Yaqi chuckled: "Believe it, why don't you? You, Young Master Ling, like it even a woman. I wouldn't be surprised if a man came!"

Ling Shu sighed, as if it was true or false: "There is no way, people with great charm always have this kind of trouble!"

Yaqi was quite curious: "Then did you reject him? Are you still friends now?"

Ling Shu: "I'll tell you a story."

"There are two people, they are childhood sweethearts, and they have grown up together and have a good relationship. The man told the woman that when he came back from joining the army, he would marry her. The woman believed it, and waited day after day to look at each other. Several years passed, but the man's death notice came."

"She was very sad and wanted to die of pain. She almost committed suicide, but she survived in the end. A few years later, she slowly calmed down her pain and met a better man. The two got married, gave birth to children, and had a happy family."

"It was only then that she accidentally learned that her childhood sweetheart was not dead, but was seriously injured. Maybe she was in the near future, maybe it was not long, even if she was with her, the two of them would not have a good life for several years, so he forged a notice of death, so he gave up and let her go completely free."

Yaqi listened very seriously, but in the end she seemed to understand.

"You mean, are you that girl?"

Ling Shu twitched the corner of his mouth: "How much do I look like that girl?"

Yaqi thought: "So, that girl doesn't like her lover at all."

Ling Shu: "What kind of fallacy is this?"

Yaqi: "If she really likes her, even if her lover is really dead, she will continue to wait, and wait for her for the rest of her life, but she doesn't stick to it, and she won't be able to wait for the day when the truth comes."

Ling Shu: "Time will heal everything, including the hurdles you once felt difficult to overcome."

Yaqi shook her head, and she had unusual stubbornness in this view.
To be continued...