Chapter 205 The Confused Little Fairy Remarries Her Father-like God (30 chapters)

After ordering their drinks, everyone listened to the music quietly and with great interest.

The young man sang the whole time, and his voice was almost hoarse, which made Qiao Meixin feel sorry for him.

Chu Yuan teased her, "Meixin, you sing very well too, why don't you go up and sing a song with the young man?"

Qiao Meixin had the desire to steal but not the courage.

I'm thinking of asking the guy for his WeChat later.

At this moment, four or five drunk men walked into the bar. They weren't there to cause trouble; they were just ordinary customers. After looking around for a few moments, they sat down in the booth next to them and started ordering drinks.

The shop wasn't crowded at first, so Chu Yuan and her friends sat casually and listened comfortably.

When people suddenly arrived, and it was someone who clearly didn't fit into the vibe of this charming little bar, everyone immediately felt a bit uncomfortable.

But having just spent the money and not yet finished the "hard stuff," he was reluctant to leave, so he endured his discomfort and continued to watch the performance on stage.

The young man finally left, and a cute girl took his place.

The two have very different styles. One is good at using his deep voice to win over female fans, while the other sings and dances to electrify the audience, making everyone temporarily ignore the inappropriate drinker next to them.

Qiao Meixin seized the opportunity, took out her phone, and asked the male singer who had come off stage for his WeChat.

As soon as I stood up, I was stopped by two little flower girls. "Sister, would you like to buy a few roses?"

In places like this, there are many underage children selling roses.

Usually, as soon as they see a man and a woman walking together, regardless of whether they are a couple or not, they will try to sell to them first.

Everyone knows this kind of tactic, so Qiao Meixin wasn't going to fall for it. She waved her hand to indicate she didn't want it, as she was more interested in flirting with the handsome young man who could sing well. However, at that moment, the tattooed man at the next table suddenly stood up, generously took a large bunch of roses from the little girl's hand, and asked, "How much? I'll buy them!"

The little girl exclaimed excitedly, "Uncle, ten yuan a flower, there are... um, twenty-six flowers here!"

"260, right?" The burly man shoved his phone camera into the girl's chest, scanned the QR code, and paid in a moment.

Chu Yuan and the others watched the whole thing and felt a little sorry for him because he was drunk, not thinking clearly, and not valuing money.

As a result, the tattooed man turned around and insisted on giving the roses in his hand to Qiao Meixin. His pushing and shoving movements were forceful and rude. Even though Meixin kept saying "no," he still ignored her and his tall body stumbled and almost pushed Meixin against the wall!

The women on the sofa immediately realized what was happening and panicked.

Chu Yuan reacted quickly and pulled Mei Xin toward her.

She stretched out her foot to stop the tattooed man, "Brother, my sister just rejected you. You bought this yourself, so please take it back."

Among the group of people, she looked the most delicate, but her tone of voice was very steady.

She doesn't sound like the soft, gentle type at all.

The tattooed man suddenly widened his squinty eyes a little, and exclaimed, "Wow, the previous one was pretty, but this one is even prettier!"

What a romantic encounter today!

The man's mind was already clouded by alcohol, and he became even more excited, grinning widely, "Little sister, she doesn't want it, why don't you take it?"

I'm from Northeast China, so I'm not good at sweet talk or flirting, but I can tell you're the one I like at first glance!

It's nothing, just a small amount of money. Let's just consider it making friends!

"Boss! Boss! How much did their bill cost? Give me the payment code, I'll pay for them!"

Chu Yuan, "..."

The big guy reeked of alcohol and was staggering, making a very bad impression, but thankfully, the system didn't detect any lewd malice in him.

He's probably just a big, dumb guy.

So she didn't react much, and simply declined, "No need, we have our own money."

"Hey, sister, don't be so formal. We Northeasterners are very generous." The tattooed man tossed a bouquet of roses onto the sofa, then turned around and grabbed a bottle of beer. "Why are you all standing up? Let's keep playing. Come on, let's have a drink together. We're friends, don't be so nervous."

Chu Yuan rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "Dude, with your appearance, who wouldn't be nervous?"

Qiao Meixin hid behind Chu Yuan and pulled her back, "Yuan Yuan, ignore him, let's go."

Chu Yuan nodded, but as soon as she turned around, her clothes were grabbed.

It was that big, drunken fool.

Her heart sank, wondering if she was about to get into more trouble today.

Just as he was about to take out the system items to teach the other party a lesson, two people came down from upstairs with cold eyes and a powerful aura. "Brother, drinking can be harmful. It's best to drink less."

Who else could it be but Shen Xizhou?

The other person, who seemed to have a similar aura and was also dressed in a Zhongshan suit, didn't bother talking to the tattooed man and quietly told the shop assistant to call the boss.

The tattooed man was drunk, and his pride made him unwilling to give in so easily.

He slammed the beer bottle on the table and was about to utter some harsh words when the boss rushed over and grabbed the tattooed man, his tongue twitching in his haste, but he managed to get the words out.

"You've had too much to drink, are you trying to die? Do you know who this is? He..." The boss behind him spoke in a low voice, so it was hard to hear clearly.

But after hearing this, the tattooed man's legs immediately went weak, and he apologized repeatedly, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've had too much to drink, my brain isn't working properly, please do as you please."

He was referring to Shen Xizhou and the middle-aged man, as well as Chu Yuan and the others.

Shen Xizhou wasn't surprised at all. He glanced at Chu Yuan's crumpled clothes and asked gently, "Were you frightened?"

Chu Yuan certainly didn't. The tattooed man was just a bit reckless; she had seen far worse situations than this.

But she still lowered her eyes and thanked him, "Thank you, leader."

Sensing her distant tone, even though he knew perfectly well that she was avoiding suspicion, he was inexplicably a little unhappy.

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