PDLP Chapter 226 Should I call Mr. Bo?
Chapter 226 Should I call Mr. Bo?
Hua Ling smiled meaningfully, "Alright, then let's just enjoy ourselves tonight and not talk about anything else."
As she spoke, she took Shen Feiwan's arm and went downstairs.
It was very lively downstairs.
Young faces can be seen everywhere on the dance floor.
Male models with well-defined muscles danced on stage, each with their shirts unbuttoned up to the third button. Boys dressed in a pure and innocent style were offering lollipops to customers while biting them with their teeth. A bartender with mixed-race features was pouring blue cocktails into customers' lips, drawing cheers from the surrounding crowd.
The air was filled with the mixed scents of various perfumes.
A male model with dyed silver hair was attracted by Shen Feiwan's temperament and walked straight towards her with a wine glass in his hand.
Upon seeing this, Hua Ling crossed her arm and blocked Shen Feiwan's path. "My sister here doesn't drink alcohol. Bring over a glass of freshly squeezed pomegranate juice with ice."
After saying that, she leaned close to Shen Feiwan's ear and asked, "Would you like something vegetarian or something savory tonight?"
Shen Feiwan felt a tightness in her chest that hadn't gotten better. "Then let's have something simpler. The atmosphere upstairs where they were making tea was quite nice."
Hua Ling nodded, then turned and beckoned to the manager of the inner room with her index finger. The manager immediately bent down and leaned in to listen.
Within three minutes, the two tea masters from before arrived.
They were still wearing traditional Chinese robes, which made Shen Feiwan feel much more comfortable.
But when they sat down next to her, they were just like everyone else. Shen Feiwan could even clearly see that they were wearing very obvious makeup, with foundation thicker than she, a woman, was wearing.
Moreover, at this moment they didn't seem to be anything special; they were just deliberately trying to please her.
Shen Feiwan suddenly felt very bored and couldn't enjoy it at all. But she still endured it for a while and tried to get used to it, but after forcing herself for a while, she realized that she really couldn't get used to it.
She let out a sigh of relief, then suddenly stood up. "Sister Hua, I suddenly feel a little unwell, so I'll take my leave now. I'll treat you to a meal next time."
Hua Ling, who was drinking the wine that the male model was feeding her, immediately turned her head away upon hearing this, saying, "Then I'll have someone deliver it to you."
"No need to trouble yourself." Shen Feiwan had already picked up her handbag. "Just have fun."
Shen Feiwan left the club soon after.
She drove here, but now she has no desire to go back to that small, cramped space. She doesn't want to go home either; she just wants to wander around and clear her head.
This area is a famous leisure, entertainment and commercial consumption area. As Shen Feiwan walked, she arrived at the famous bar street.
There are many bars with different styles here, and Shen Feiwan was immediately attracted to one of them, a quiet bar.
Pushing open the glass door of the place called "Snow Realm," a cold mist carrying the scent of pine immediately rushed towards me.
The bar has an ice and snow theme, with irregularly shaped crystal ice bricks embedded in the walls, refracting tiny specks of light under the dim blue spotlights. The transparent acrylic stools are covered with silver-white plush cushions, and each table has a crystal ball that is "snowing".
On a circular stage in the corner, a pair of twins wearing white turtlenecks are singing while holding a natural wood guitar.
Their bangs almost covered their eyes, and the snow machine above them was scattering artificial snowflakes, which immediately reminded Shen Feiwan of her experience abroad half a month ago.
Actually, it's winter now, so this bar looks even colder.
Normally, Shen Feiwan would never come in, not only because it looked cold, but also because she doesn't drink alcohol.
But today, for some inexplicable reason, she walked in uncontrollably.
She didn't look at the menu carefully, just ordered a cocktail on the spot, and then sat on the sofa in the corner listening to the twins singing on stage without drinking it.
"Next up is 'Winter Song'." One of the singers suddenly looked up, and artificial snowflakes landed on his nose.
Shen Feiwan was startled by his gaze. That was not a resident singer at all; it was clearly Bo Junxing's appearance when he was on Holmos Snow Mountain. The pale skin and the eyelashes wet with snowflakes were all his.
She found it terrifying that she had mistaken the resident singer for Bo Junxing.
She quickly looked away, only to catch another singer raising his eyes.
The eyes hidden behind her bangs overlapped with the intense gaze that Bo Junxing had when he looked at her.
What is this thing? Is her eye damaged?
Shen Feiwan immediately turned her head away, and as a result, even the slightly tipsy customer at the next table had the flushed face of Bo Junxing when he had a high fever.
"I'm crazy..." Shen Feiwan felt like her brain might be broken; she was already drunk without even touching a drop of alcohol.
She picked up the cocktail in front of her called "Tears of the Aurora." In the clear stemmed glass, the blue and green liquid resembled the aurora borealis, gradually becoming cloudy as she swirled it.
The gray sky was just like the sky when she and Bo Junxing were trapped in the snowfield that day.
She felt even more agitated after seeing it.
He simply picked up the glass and drank the liquid in one gulp.
The icy liquid slid down her throat but then burned intensely. The effects of the alcohol were strong and fast. After drinking it, she was dazed and lay motionless on her seat.
It wasn't until several hours later, when the bar was about to close, that a waiter came over and gently tapped her on the shoulder. "Madam? Madam? Can you hear me?"
He groggily opened his eyes, looked up and leaned closer to the waiter, then suddenly smiled.
She raised her hand and suddenly hooked the black bow tie on the waiter's white shirt collar.
"Bo Junxing... why are you dressed like this in a place where I'm drinking? Has the Bo family gone bankrupt?"
Shen Feiwan's looks were so outstanding that the waiter blushed at her gesture.
However, he immediately realized that Shen Feiwan had mistaken him for someone else, and quickly bent down to ask, "Madam, you're drunk. Would you like me to contact your friends?"
"No..." Shen Feiwan shook her head, "We can't let them know I'm back."
"And what about Mr. Bo, whom you mentioned? Should I call him for you?" the waiter asked again.
Shen Feiwan shook her head again, but cooperated by taking out her phone. "Don't call him. I see him in everyone, even you. I feel really sorry for him... Take me home, and I'll give you money."
The waiter was tempted for a moment, but reason told him he shouldn't do it; he felt he should call this Mr. Bo instead.
"Ma'am, could you please unlock your phone?"
Shen Feiwan was quite cooperative and unlocked the phone with her hand.
The waiter immediately opened her phone's contacts and found the entry for "B," but there was no name for Bo Junxing there. However, there was an abbreviation of "BJX" in pinyin.
The waiter thought this must be the Bo Junxing the lady had mentioned, so he dialed the number.
The southern city, two thousand miles away.
Bo Junxing had just finished showering. Because his left hand was in a cast, he took a long time to shower and hadn't been able to go to bed until late at night.