At this moment, Wu Yahuan finally realized clearly that Ding Fan did not belong to her alone, but was cared about by a group of women! Just thinking about it made her feel very depressed.
Mu Xiaolei did not need care and had a strong ability to live independently. Wu Yahuan intended to follow him to Fuyuan City. After a fierce ideological struggle, he finally gave up the idea. It was too cheap and he would definitely be laughed at by Bai Yifei and Cai Cai.
"I feel a little annoyed, let's go to the bar and dance!" Wu Yahuan suggested.
Ding Fan really didn’t want to go, he was exhausted physically and mentally after struggling all afternoon! But he still nodded and agreed. The landlady couldn’t afford to offend him, but Masan was eagerly waiting for the two of them to fall out!
Wu Yahuan became happy and went back to the house to tidy up. When he came out, Ding Fan was almost eye-catching and looked like a little girl.
The fiery red tight-fitting shirt exposed her belly with a diamond navel nail. Her hair was deliberately blown to be very fluffy, as if her head was enlarged. Two oversized earrings were bigger than her ears. Below were black bloomers with fat and wide legs.
On her feet is a pair of AB black and white sneakers.
"How is it?" Wu Yahuan asked proudly.
"Compared to you, I'm just a scumbag." Ding Fan said sincerely.
"When you go to that kind of occasion, you have to be exaggerated. You should also change your clothes quickly. Suits and leather shoes are not flattering, and you are not going for business negotiations." Wu Yahuan urged.
Ding Fan also went back and changed into casual clothes, and the two went downstairs. Only then did Wu Yahuan realize that Ding Fan had not driven the car back!
"Where is your BMW?" Wu Yahuan asked.
"There was a slight malfunction this afternoon, so I sent it to be repaired." Ding Fan didn't tell the truth. If Wu Yahuan knew that it was Cai Cai who did it, he would definitely think that she was targeting him deliberately.
"What's the problem? You can't drive it back on the same day?" Wu Yahuan is not easy to deceive.
"It was just a sudden rear-end collision. I haven't driven a motorcycle for a long time. I miss the old days!"
Wu Yahuan laughed loudly and said proudly: "My motorcycle is really better than the BMW! Okay, then drive my motorcycle!"
"Sister Huan, where are you planning to go?" Ding Fan asked as he walked.
"Ranqing Bar, I know the owner there." Wu Yahuan said.
"Is it also the family's property?"
Ding Fan took it for granted that last time Wu Yahuan worked as a DJ there and became Miss Huanhuan who set off the whole crowd.
"My family doesn't like this kind of small business. The boss only knows me because I know how to play DJs and I don't pay for it. In fact, he doesn't even know my name." Wu Yahuan is 30% disdainful and 70% arrogant.
Mixed strength.
Ding Fan felt that he had really thought too much. It was not about relying on connections to go anywhere. The key was to have the ability. That was the real passport.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at the Ranqing Bar. They chose a booth on the second floor. Wu Yahuan ordered two glasses of brandy with ice and a fruit plate.
"Xiaofan, you sit down first, I'll go find the boss, my hands are a little itchy, and I'll be a DJ again." Wu Yahuan said.
"Well, I have always been your most loyal audience." Ding Fan agreed.
"I'll stay with you later!"
Wu Yahuan stood up and left, not forgetting to turn around and blow a kiss. Ding Fan grabbed it with a smile and put it on his lips, causing Wu Yahuan to giggle.
A moment later, DJ Huan Huan came on stage. Wu Yahuan stood on the stage with an aura that was definitely more than three feet tall. As he shook his head, his hair was flying, which immediately caused the whole audience to whistle.
"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies!" Wu Yahuan bowed slightly, which immediately attracted a round of applause.
"There was once a relationship that was placed in front of us, but we did not cherish it. Now that we have lost it, we regret it. If I could start my life over again, I would love you with all my life until the stars no longer shine and the years turn into desolation.
.Tonight, let us express the love in our hearts together on this dance floor and shake it up! I love you, do you know if there is a kind of love that will come back again? There is a kind of person who is willing to wait..."
Tears suddenly burst into Wu Yahuan's eyes. In line with her passionate speech, more intense music sounded. I don't know who took the lead in shouting, "Huanhuan, I love you!"
It immediately triggered a wave of cheers from the audience, "Huanhuan, I love you!"
This is the real Wu Yahuan, young and energetic, yet rebellious and arrogant. In a place like this, she is always the brightest star in the audience and the most eye-catching focus.
Ding Fan was also deeply affected. He got up and came to the dance floor, swaying to the sound of the music, swaying! Swinging! Swinging!
Wu Yahuan was DJing and dancing at the same time. His eyes fell on the dance floor. When he saw Ding Fan, who was moving the most clumsily, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was undetectable tenderness in his eyes.
He was sweating all over, but he was very happy. After the song, Ding Fan returned to his seat. Not long after, Wu Yahuan also walked over while twisting his dance steps and snapping his fingers. The two looked at each other, laughed, and clinked glasses loudly.
Drink it all in one gulp.
"Happy!" Wu Yahuan put his ankle on the thigh of the other leg.
"Sister Huan, you should become a rock star. You will definitely become famous all over the world." Ding Fan complimented.
"My family will not agree unless we cut off the relationship. But this lively feeling is so good, all the worries are forgotten." Wu Yahuan squinted his eyes slightly, still intoxicated.
This is true. The third young lady of the Wu family, of course, cannot engage in the entertainment industry. In the eyes of many conservative people, this kind of career is not popular and is just about pleasing others.
Of course, Wu Yahuan is a rational person and will not completely fall out with his family just because of his hobbies.
At this moment, a fat man with a bald head walked over. He had small eyes, a big nose, and a fleshy face. He seemed to be an enlarged version of Pang Feilong. Behind this man were three young men with hairy hair, all of them swaying their arms and walking.
It's like there is no back heel.
With a clang, the fat man placed a bottle of Ace of Spades on the table, narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss Huanhuan, I want to have a drink with you to show my face!"
"Go aside!" Wu Yahuan said impatiently.
"Why, how dare you not give Brother Biao face and not go nearby to inquire about who Brother Biao is." A young boy stepped forward and bared his teeth.
"Hey, I just came out of the cell, and I have maimed a few people before!" Ding Fan answered.
"It's good to know!" Another bastard answered.
Wu Yahuan didn't even look at it, and a cold air came from his nose.
"Boy, I like your mazi, let me have fun with you, and we can talk about anything else." Brother Biao looked at Ding Fan with disdain, and he didn't understand what was so masculine about this boy.
Ding Fan saw that Wu Yahuan was on the verge of falling out. It would probably take less than ten seconds to cripple these guys.
Of course, if they knew that they were teasing the third young lady of the Wu family, they would have knelt down immediately, knocked their heads to bleed, and repeatedly scolded themselves for being blind.