Zhang Xiaolong looked up and down at this stunningly beautiful young woman, feeling as if his heart was on fire and his eyes were extremely hot.
However, his acting skills were very good, and he did not act too explicit at all. Instead, he showed the humble demeanor of a young man.
Once Dong Yuejun sat down, he could no longer stand up.
She found that this handsome young man, who was five or six years younger than her, was very well-spoken and well-behaved. His chatting made people feel like a spring breeze, and she unknowingly lowered her defenses.
The obese young woman occasionally interjected a few words, but spent the rest of the time watching Zhang Xiaolong and Dong Yuejun chatting.
Zhang Xiaolong's mouth is very sweet, and he can make Dong Yuejun smile without saying a word.
Dong Yuejun became a little elated under the sugar-coated bombardment. Coupled with the envious looks of the female customers around her, she couldn't help but feel complacent.
It has to be said that Zhang Xiaolong worked hard to pick up young women.
He is very familiar with women's involvement, and he can talk endlessly about any topic Dong Yuejun mentioned.
Moreover, Zhang Xiaolong does not have the arrogance of those handsome guys outside.
His long career as a jobber has shaped his soft-spoken character. To put it bluntly, he doesn't have the sharp edges that young people should have, and is almost like a yes-man instead.
However, in Dong Yuejun's eyes, this is cleverness.
After talking about it, Dong Yuejun began to show his heart and spit out the bitterness of divorce.
Zhang Xiaolong looked surprised and sighed with regret: "Sister Dong, your ex-husband doesn't know how to cherish him. It's really abominable.
If I were him, how could I be willing to make a woman like Sister Dong sad?"
Zhang Xiaolong's expressions were very good, making Dong Yuejun feel the same.
"Yes, yes, Xiaodong, your husband is so heartless. Where can I find such a good woman like you? I feel sorry for him!"
The obese young woman shook her head repeatedly, picked up the seafood and put it on Dong Yuejun's plate, "Here, you eat more. Now you have to take good care of yourself. You must not wrong yourself because of these stinky men!"
"Sister Wen, I know." Dong Yuejun sighed bitterly and glanced at Zhang Xiaolong, "If he understood me half as well as Xiaolong, then I wouldn't be so lonely."
"Sister Dong, I think we are very compatible, why don't we become sworn brothers?" Zhang Xiaolong smiled warmly, "We can get together more often when we have time in the future. I can't do anything for you, but I can chat with you and be a listener.
, it’s still okay.”
Dong Yuejun was stunned for a moment, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Well, I feel good."
"Oh, it's better to choose a different day than to hit it, otherwise you two will become sworn friends today." The obese woman teased her cheeks and giggled.
"Sister Dong, I'm a foreigner and don't have many friends in Binhai. If I could get to know a sister like you, I would be lucky enough to get through in my lifetime."
Zhang Xiaolong's eyes were bright and he looked very excited.
"Let's go, let's go and have a drink today!" The obese woman enthusiastically pulled Dong Yuejun up and said with a low voice, "Xiao Dong, Xiaolong is a caring person. If you two get along,
I’ll match you up!”
"Sister Wen, don't talk nonsense. Xiaolong is so young and handsome. He will definitely have a bright future in the future. I am already old!"
Dong Yuejun's expression changed slightly, and he shouted softly.
It is true that she has some affection for Zhang Xiaolong, but it is far from being like her. The topic of obese women is too sensitive, which makes Dong Yuejun a little unhappy.
The obese woman complained repeatedly, and the three people left the seafood restaurant and went to a nearby nightclub.
Zhang Xiaolong was very familiar with this place and asked the manager to open a small restaurant and ordered a lot of drinks.
Dong Yuejun and Zhang Xiaolong talked very easily. In this atmosphere, they couldn't help but drink a few more drinks, and their faces became more and more rosy.
Seeing that Dong Yuejun was already drunk, Zhang Xiaolong tried to put his arms around her waist and said with a slight smile: "Sister Dong, you are so perfect. I really can't tell you what kind of man can be worthy of you."
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Dong Yuejun still had some consciousness in his head, so he quickly pushed his hand away, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Xiaolong, don't move around, sister is not used to it."
"Yes, yes, I am wrong. Sister Dong, please don't mind."
Zhang Xiaolong didn't take it seriously and continued to pour wine for Dong Yuejun.
The obese women were making noises on the sidelines, exaggerating that Xiaolong was smart and smart, and that he and Dong Yuejun were a perfect match.
Dong Yuejun got drunk and became bolder. He leaned close to Zhang Xiaolong and sang a love song.
Zhang Xiaolong's voice is very pleasant and his singing is particularly charming.
He was deeply in love, and his profile was melancholy, like a Western prince trapped in love.
Dong Yuejun couldn't help but be fascinated by it. He felt that he was somewhat similar to Ye Fan's silent look, and his eyes were charming.
After singing the song, the obese woman raised her glass repeatedly and drank with Dong Yuejun.
This time, Dong Yuejun really drank too much, so Zhang Xiaolong hugged her and whispered softly in her ear, full of words of praise.
Dong Yuejun covered her mouth and smiled sweetly. The redness on her face became even more charming under the influence of alcohol.
Zhang Xiaolong winked at the obese woman. The obese woman understood, pretended to pick up the phone and walked outside the private room.
"You guys chat, I'll take a call."
"Sister Wen, what time is it? It's time for me to go to the store and have a look." Dong Yuejun wanted to get up, but was pulled into his arms by Zhang Xiaolong.
"Sister Dong, I still have something to say to you, please stay a little longer!"
"You...don't do this."
Dong Yuejun struggled feebly, but in Zhang Xiaolong's eyes, he was trying to resist and welcome him, and the flames in his chest and abdomen were rising like crazy.
The two of them were in the private room, rubbing their ears and temples together, so ambiguous.
The obese woman glanced at the door through the small window with a proud smile on her lips.
"I took down Xiaodong so easily. My brother is so capable!"
At this moment, she suddenly saw a reflection on the glass of the small window.
The obese woman was startled and turned her head quickly, only to see a young man holding his daughter standing behind her.
"You were not in the seafood restaurant just now..."
"Was the show in the private room good?" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and gently supported Yiyi, who was full of indignation.
"It's none of your business!" The obese woman quickly calmed down her inner panic and shouted in a low voice: "You bastard, go away, or I'm going to call someone!"
"Call." Ye Fan nodded indifferently.
"Xiao Chen, Manager Chen!" The obese woman took the initiative and called the young man at the other end of the corridor over.
"Ms. Wen, what's the matter?" The young man was startled when he saw Ye Fan, and then looked at the obese woman.
"This gangster wants to cause trouble for me. Tell someone to throw them both out, quickly!" the obese woman folded her arms and yelled angrily.
Manager Chen opened his mouth and said, "Ms. Wen, is there any misunderstanding here?"
"No!" the obese woman said condescendingly: "This person has been following me in from the outside. He must have bad intentions. Hurry up and call him, or I will never come to your place to spend money again!"
Manager Chen glanced at Ye Fan in embarrassment and said: "Ye...Mr. Ye, why are you here?"
"Are you Long Chun's younger brother?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yes Yes."
"Well, my wife was intoxicated by her and the man inside, and she is probably taking off her clothes now.
Give you ten seconds to resolve this matter, otherwise if I do it myself, even Long Chun will not be able to bear the consequences!"
Manager Chen was immediately shocked, "What?!"
All the obese women were also confused, "You said Xiaodong is your wife? No...that's not right. Isn't she divorced?"
"There are still six seconds." Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, making Manager Chen feel scared all over.
Without saying a word, he took out his walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "Eighteen packs, someone is making trouble, everyone, come here!"
Immediately, Manager Chen pushed the obese woman away and kicked open the private room door.
In the private room, Zhang Xiaolong had already taken off Dong Yuejun's coat, and underneath was a black suspender skirt. Her pink and white skin was exposed, and the deep ravine on her chest was clearly visible.
Dong Yuejun was drunk, half pushing and half giving up, his eyes were blurred and he was panting orchid.
Just when Zhang Xiaolong was about to put his hand into Dong Yuejun's clothes, the door was kicked open with a "clang".
He suddenly became extremely angry and roared: "What are you doing..."
Before he finished speaking, Manager Chen walked in quickly with a face like that. The sound of rapid footsteps could be heard outside the corridor, and then a dozen young people holding iron rods poured into the private room.
Zhang Xiaolong's expression suddenly changed and he quickly closed his mouth.
Ye Fan slowly walked into the private room and pointed outside, "Catch that fat woman in and arrange for two people to guard the door while the others disperse first."
"yes."
Manager Chen directed the boys to do things, and the fat woman and the boys were dragged by force and thrown into the corner of the private room.
She was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she felt regretful to death.
Originally, she thought Dong Yuejun was a divorced young woman, but she never thought that her ex-husband had such a big background!
Dong Yuejun was knocked out by the crowd and became slightly conscious. After seeing Ye Fan come in, her expression suddenly changed.
"Ye...Ye Fan, Yiyi..."
At this time, she was still sitting in Zhang Xiaolong's arms, her clothes were disheveled and messy.
Yiyi looked at her with big eyes, her face turned green and white at one time, and her heart had already lost its square inch and turned into a mess.
"Still sitting on the pretty face?" Ye Fan hugged Yiyi and laughed coldly: "Are you reluctant to leave?"
"ah!"
Dong Yuejun screamed, jumped away quickly, put his clothes on his body, huddled in the corner and looked at Ye Fan weakly.
"Xiao Chen, call Long Chun." Ye Fan waved his hand, "Everyone else should withdraw."
"Yes, Mr. Ye, you can do it yourself. We are guarding the outside to ensure that no one will come in." Manager Chen responded quickly and quickly left the private room with the others.
Ye Fan took an iron rod from someone's hand and put Yiyi down.
"Yiyi, mom... mom today..."
"snort!"
Yiyi gritted her teeth, her little face full of disdain.
Ye Fan touched Yiyi's head and whispered: "Yiyi, you have to remember that no matter how unhappy our lives are in the future, we must maintain dignity!"
"Yeah!" Yiyi nodded her little head firmly.
"No, that's not the case, Yiyi, listen to your mother's explanation." Dong Yuejun felt a stab in his heart and spoke quickly.
Ye Fan pointed at the iron rod in the distance and snorted coldly: "You can shut up. Dong Yuejun, I didn't expect that you actually have such a hobby! Why, can't Chen Kai satisfy you?"