The sports car stopped at the door of the bar.
Zhong Han bypassed the front of the car and knocked on the window of the driver’s seat.
Fu Yao rolled down the car window and looked at the man who had crawled out of the tender countryside on time with satisfaction.
The Fu and Zhong families were both well-known mansions in the city.
The two families had been close friends since their grandfather’s generation.
Fu Yao and Zhong Han became sworn brothers who grew up together. They had always been close with each other.
Fu Yao had inherited the family business, while Zhong Han was under a lot of pressure. He was very engrossed in managing the top-notch entertainment facilities such as bars, restaurants, and entertainment.
The thick smell of smoke from Fu Yao choked Zhong Han.
“What even!” Zhong Han held the car’s body and bent over, coughing violently.
Fu Yao slowly got out of the car and threw the car key to the waiter who was waiting on him.
He turned around and kicked Zhong Han’s calf. “Are you okay?”
“Do you want to die? You smoke so fiercely and you don’t even know how to let out the smoke.”
“I’m happy.”
Zhong Han squinted at his tall and cold face. “Fine, fine, fine. A thousand gold coins can’t buy your happiness. No one will say anything even if you smoke yourself to death.”
Fu Yao was stunned for a while, then he walked into the bar with a livid face, too lazy to pay attention to him.
“??” Zhong Han didn’t know what he said, but he somehow received another look of disdain from Fu Yao.
The waiter led the way, followed by Fu Yao, who was looking around.
The bar was not closed yet. Usually, there would be some guests who stayed up all night around this time.
However, as far as the eyes could see, the place was quiet. Only then did Fu Yao relax a little.
Zhong Han turned into the kitchen and asked the waiter to send up some porridge he asked to prepare at the last minute.
It wasn’t that he, Zhong Han, was attentive. It was just hard to unsee the sour smell left behind by Fu Yao’s entire night was too strong, and the pile of green ash and stubble that had appeared on his face.
Zhong Han didn’t know how a fine person could be tortured into such a sloppy state.
Fu Yao had always been the most perfect person. Although he would drop his guard in front of his friends, Zhong Han rarely observed his current state. It was as if he would collapse in a single strike.
The last time Fu Yao was like this was the night before his wedding.
He walked into the innermost private room on the third floor. This was the base for Zhong Han’s gathering.
The exaggerated layout, the extremely fashionable color match, and the unique strokes of vandalism.
It was Zhong Han who had designed the room himself. He had even personally drawn a dragon-like drawing on the wall.
Zhong Han summoned his friends to enjoy the room and prepared to enjoy the warm praise and cheers.
At that time, he didn’t know who had tilted their head and burst into laughter.
They all pretended as if they saw something great and praised.
“Hahahaha, woah! I didn’t expect this, Zhong Han, your art is really good.”
“Hey hey hey! What nonsense are you talking about? It’s obvious that Mr. Zhong, who had been pretending to be be in a man’s body for more than 20 years couldn’t hold back his girlish heart anymore.”
“Han, don’t listen to their nonsense. Let me love you… Hey! Why are you kicking me?”
Zhong Han, who had kicked someone, curled up in a corner in anger. What kind of friends did he make.
They didn’t know how to appreciate art.
He glanced at Fu Yao, who was watching the show, and rolled to his side.
Looking at Zhong Han’s expectant eyes, Fu Yao thought for a moment.
“Yes, don’t be afraid in the future. We will protect you.”
“Hahahaha! Fu Yao, you are the worst!”
The people on the side who eavesdropped burst out laughing.
Zhong Han thumped his chest and stamped his feet. “They are all perverts.”
…
Fu Yao couldn’t help but chuckle when he recalled this. They were all the best.
After sending the waiter away, Fu Yao slowly opened all the windows.
“Master, are you satisfied? There are so many servants here to serve you.”
Zhong Han followed him into the room, only to find him lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.
He was so angry that Fu Yao took his bar as a hotel.
Fu Yao opened his eyes slightly and looked at him without saying a word.
“What the hell is going on with you? A workaholic suddenly has a buzz? Did you smoke all night?”
“…”
Zhong Han kept nagging, but the person in front of him was not listening.
“Hey! Say something! I’m worried about you. Give me a response!”
Zhong Han kicked the tip of his shoe in an attempt to provoke his response.
Fu Yao silently drew back his feet and said with a poker face, “Be quiet. You’re so annoying.”
“Hey, nobody ever complained that a bar is noisy. If you want peace, you may go home and lie down quietly.”
Zhong Han looked at him in disbelief and couldn’t help but tease him.
Fu Yao, whose sore spot had been hit, rolled his eyes at him. “Can you shut your mouth?”
“Fine, fine, fine. I’ll do my best to help you maintain order in the bar. I’ll slap whoever makes a sound. I promise there’ll be no sound at all!”
Zhong Han stretched out his fingers in an oath-like manner, his mouth full of sarcasm.
Fu Yao couldn’t help but smile. He couldn’t stand his nonsense.
“Yes, yes, yes. That’s it. Have another smile!”
Zhong Han reached out to pinch his face, but before he could get close, he was shrugged away.
“Oh, you little unlucky child sure is stubborn!”
Fu Yao closed his eyes again and allowed Zhong Han to entertain himself.
Zhong Han was very enthusiastic. He would be brilliant if he were given a little bit of sunlight. He was extremely noisy. Fu Yao knew that he couldn’t be bothered with him.
Zhong Han still wanted to say something, but the waiter interrupted him by knocking on the door.
After placing the hot porridge on the tea table in front of them, the waiter quietly stepped back.
“Come on, look at how attentive I am. Take a few bites for my sake.”
Zhong Han was as earnest as a mother.
Fu Yao smelled the fragrance and felt disgusted. “I won’t eat it.”
“Hey! I really am!”
Zhong Han was really afraid of Fu Yao’s bad temper. “Okay, okay, I’ll eat it if you don’t eat it!”
Fu Yao watched Zhong Han wolf down his food and suddenly said, “I want to drink.”
Zhong Han looked up at him and said, “If you want to drink, you should drink porridge to cover your stomach. Fu Laoye would break my leg if something happens to you.”
Fu Yao ignored him, stood up, and walked straight to the treasured wine room in the private room.
This small space was filled with all sorts of fine wine from all over the world. Opening a bottle of it was as if it was going to cost Zhong Han his life.
In just a few minutes, Fu Yao clasped his left and right hands together and hugged four of the bottles at a time.
Zhong Han snatched two bottles in his arms. “I don’t care how you go crazy. You can’t ruin my baby!”
Fu Yao stretched out his hand and said, “Give it to me! Zhong Han, can you just let go? I’ll repay you ten times more in the future.”
Hearing this, Zhong Han went forward with a big smile. “Drink, drink, drink. I’ll give you as much as you want. We won’t go home until we get drunk today!”
Fu Yao got what he wanted. He leaned against the wall and sat on the blanket. Leaning against the sofa, he lowered his head and carefully opened the bottle with a bottle opener.
Zhong Han found it hard to explain how sympathetic he felt when he saw Fu Yao giving up on himself.
There was a lonely shadow on this God’s favored child.
Zhong Han was truly worried about him, sitting on the ground in front of him.
Fu Yao waited patiently for him, his eyes empty.
The two of them reached out their hands and touched the bottles at the same time. They could only raise their heads and drink.
Zhong Han saw that Fu Yao didn’t stop and quickly reached out to stop him.
“Do you think this high-quality wine is tap water? Do you want to die?”