On the way to Zuixian Tower, Fu Mei and Han Sanqian were walking at the front. Fu Mei was indescribably happy. Being able to get along with the mysterious man so close was simply the best opportunity for her.
Along the way, Fu Mei gently approached Han Sanqian intentionally or unintentionally, trying to create some subtle physical contact.
Men are all physical animals. As long as their hearts are moved by sight and touch, even gods cannot resist their inner impulses.
"By the way, I wonder what Brother Mysterious Man usually likes? Meier is not talented. She knows some music and some water painting. If Brother Mysterious Man is interested, Meier can find a quiet place after dinner.
, and enjoy the end of the world with big brother." Fu Mei chuckled softly.
She spoke very tactfully and softly. People who didn't know her thought she was a gentle lady, but Han Sanqian didn't really know her.
Han Sanqian secretly cursed the fox, but said with a smile: "Isn't this not good? Mr. Ye may have misunderstood something?"
Speaking of Ye Shijun, the smile on Fu Mei's face froze. Every time she thought of being pressed down by an ugly man like Ye Shijun, she felt extremely sick. However, Ye Shijun was obedient and regarded herself as a goddess. In addition, her family background was good, so Fu Mei
Only then did he sacrifice his life to hug this thigh tightly.
But in Fu Mei's heart, Ye Shijun is just a tool, an accessory that can enhance his status.
"Haha, actually... it's a long story..." Fu Mei deliberately acted like she was hesitant to speak. Han Sanqian knew that she would definitely talk about the misfortune of her marriage.
As Han Sanqian expected, Fumei sighed: "Actually... Ye Shijun and I exist in name only. Fumei's life is miserable. In order to support the family, there is no way..."
After saying that, she looked at Han Sanqian, because usually at this time, the other person would comfort her, and then sympathize with her, and even felt that she was sacrificing herself for the sake of her family, and her spirit was rare.
But Han Sanqian!
No!!
"Haha, just eat when you want to eat. I don't really like playing the piano, and I don't really want to paint. I like Su Yingxia to accompany me quietly." After saying that, Han Sanqian glanced at Zuixian Tower in front of him and started.
Went in.
After hearing Han Sanqian's words, Fu Mei froze on the spot, clenching her fists: "Fuyao, Fuyao, Fuyao again!"
When they arrived at Zuixian Tower, the Fu family had already booked the place. They went all the way to the Yage on the second floor. There were three jade tables inside, filled with rich food with various gold utensils. It looked extremely luxurious, and it was
A dazzling array of items.
Fu Mang sat at the main table in the center. There was no one next to him, but the other two tables were filled with martial arts masters who were dressed in rich and noble clothes or had great cultivation. As soon as Han Sanqian arrived, Fu Tian immediately greeted him enthusiastically.
All the guests at the two tables also stood up.
"Rare visitor, rare visitor, the mysterious man's visit really makes this place shine." Futian laughed.
Han Sanqian was smiling. If he took off his mask, Futian would know that he was the lower creature on earth that he said, and he didn't know if he could say such compliments.
"Come on, everyone, let me introduce you. This is the mysterious man who is the powerful god at the top of Qishan Mountain. I believe you have heard of his heroic deeds, so I won't say any more nonsense." Futian said with a smile.
A group of people immediately rushed to Han Sanqian and saluted with clasped fists, showing extraordinary politeness.
Fu Mei came up from downstairs at this time, digesting the anger on her face, and walked in with a smile on her face as if nothing had happened just now.
"Brothers of the Mysterious Man, these are all the elites of my Fuye family. They are either rich or have extremely outstanding cultivation and abilities. Some of them are masters in the realm of killing evil." Futian smiled and said to Han.
While explaining, Sanqian invited Han Sanqian to sit down at the main table.
Han Sanqian sits in the center, Fumei and Futian are on the left and right sides respectively, accompanied by guest seats.
With a congratulatory speech from Futian, the banquet officially began.
During this period, almost every guest present would come to the main table to toast Han Sanqian.
Firstly, no one wants to get close to the mysterious man at this time, and secondly, this is what Futian had already ordered before the banquet started.
After thirty years of drinking, two beauties dressed in cheongsam-like clothes slowly walked up.
The two beauties smiled softly, and then moved a screen to separate the three tables, and the middle table instantly turned into a small room.
At this time, two more beauties with figures and looks as good as those of the two women walked in. The beauty on the left in blue looked like a fairy from the world, and the beauty on the right in green looked like an elf. They were simply the best in the world.
The beautiful woman in blue is holding a pipa, and the beautiful woman in green is stroking the xylophone.
Then, the two beauties in cheongsam came back. The difference this time was that they were followed by beauties wearing the same clothes, each holding a jade bottle of wine in their hands.
