Si Chen was still carrying his wooden box this time.

When Lin Feiwu saw Si Chen, he greeted him warmly:

"Brother Sichen, I've been waiting for you!"

As he said this, he pretended to be enthusiastic and wanted to give Si Chen a hug.

With a quick glance, Si Chen saw a long wooden box behind him.

Lin Feiwu subconsciously stopped his steps, retracted his open arms, and stopped approaching Si Chen.

How could Lin Feiwu not know what was in that wooden box?

It simply gave him lingering fear!

Si Chen found this scene quite funny.

Another six or seven so-called "good brothers"——

Wearing a flashy short-sleeved shirt, with shawl hair, hanging on a big gold chain, a big silver chain.

They all stood up and came over to welcome Si Chen and shake hands with him.

One of them, late at night, in a dark private room, actually had a pair of toad glasses on his nose and handed Si Chen a glass of whiskey.

Si Chen remained unmoved, folding his hands across his chest and looking coldly at their faces.

Several people were bored, with various expressions on their faces, they retracted their hands and stepped back.

Especially the man in sunglasses who handed him whiskey curled his lips in disdain.

Si Chen raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, don't these people know me?

I made a big fuss at Lin Feiwu's so-called birthday party that day.

Who else in the so-called dandy circle of Longcheng doesn’t know about me?

Judging from the reactions of these people, they must be new people joining this circle!

It's possible that he wasn't there that day.

In the venue, the earthy heavy metal rock music continued, and the coquettish dancers were twisting and turning on the stage.

The shining light ball rotates regularly and is colorful, emitting dazzling neon light spots belonging to this era.

In the mottled light and shadow, Si Chen's cold and refusing attitude was incompatible with everything here.

Lin Feiwu invited Si Chen here today not because he wanted to anger him, but because he really wanted to please Si Chen.

I hope Si Chen can accept him and restore a good relationship with him.

But Lin Feiwu ignored a question. Why did people who had already been at odds with each other suddenly reconcile?

Also, why?

The relationship between adults is not like children playing house, arguing in class, and quickly making up after class because the other party gave them a lollipop.

Lin Feiwu put on a smile, made a gesture of invitation, and said:

"Standing at the door is not the way to treat guests. Brother Sichen, please come in!"

Si Chen curled his lips and strutted into the private room.

Behind him, the little sunglasses who had previously handed Si Chen a drink muttered:

"Chi, you're paralyzing Chi!"

As he spoke, he threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground and snorted.

The wine glass fell onto the thick carpeted floor without even making a sound.

Si Chen came to the long sofa and sat down casually.

Lin Feiwu quickly lit a cigarette for Si Chen. It was a cigar.

Si Chen waved his hand to indicate that he would not smoke.

Lin Feiwu's face darkened.

In his mind, he felt that Si Chen was looking down on others.

But Si Chen doesn't drink or smoke for his own safety. Who knows if there are any ingredients?

After all, there are lessons learned.

Lin Feiwu suppressed the feeling of humiliation in his heart, forced himself to smile, and poured Si Chen a glass of xo himself. It was Remy Martin.

Authentic imported goods, not the fakes that are flooding the market these days.

For example, Lin Feiwu himself manufactures and sells fake products, including fake cigarettes, fake wine, and fake luxury goods.

In Lin Feiwu's seriousness, he thought that Si Chen was pretending to be cool and disliked the whiskey that was handed to him.

Therefore, he poured Si Chen a glass of high-end foreign wine with his own hands.

Unexpectedly, Si Chen still refused to give face!

Si Chen pushed the glass of xo away, took a bottle of beer from the ice bucket, opened it, and blew on the bottle.

Lin Feiwu was so angry that he gritted his molars!

Si Chen, Si Chen, you are so shameless!

The expressions on the faces of the young men on the side also became subtle. Do these two people have a grudge?

The atmosphere in the place was strangely awkward.

Lin Feiwu's thoughts were all on Si Chen. Even if he was unhappy in his heart, he would still force a smile to please Si Chen.

After all, my recent situation is really terrible!

In order to "land safely", Lin Feiwu pointed to the row of fat swallows and thin birds in front of him and said:

"You can choose from all the girls I have here!"

"As long as you like it, not only will it make you happy tonight, but it will be yours from now on!"

"If you fancy one, take away the other; if you fancy a pair, take away a pair!"

"As long as you like it, any number of them will be given to you by my brothers!"

As he said this, Lin Feiwu smiled narrowly and raised his wine glass towards Si Chen.

Si Chen's eyes were dark and he stared at Lin Feiwu without saying a word.

This feeling made Lin Feiwu's back feel cold for no reason.

It's like, on a quiet and empty night, you are walking alone in darkness——

And in the dark, there always seems to be a pair of eyes staring at you.

Not showing up, not taking action, just staring at you.

This makes everything become unpredictable and unknown.

Lin Feiwu couldn't understand what was going on, so he could only try his best to please Si Chen.

He waved his hand and motioned for a row of orioles to turn sideways and show off their figures.

This group of ladies are wearing the uniform uniforms of this nightclub: small dresses.

However, these are not serious dresses, they are improved ones.

Unable to cover the places that should be covered.

The parts that normal people should expose, they cover up.

For example, face.

Lin Feiwu waved his hand again, and the ladies turned around, showing a row of graceful back figures.

Everyone tried their best to show off their coquettishness, hoping that they would be chosen.

Si Chen looked at it calmly, expressionless.

The other people sitting on the couch had long been fascinated by this scene of red sleeves adding fragrance, and their wolf eyes were shining.

…

Outside the restaurant, in a dark alley, there was a dilapidated pickup truck parked.

In the car, my uncle and grandpa were holding a gun and kept looking out.

The second uncle and grandpa leisurely loaded the magazine into the gun without even bothering to raise his eyelids and reassured:

"What's the rush? It's still early!"

My great-uncle said anxiously:

"This kid Si Chen has been in there for so long and hasn't come out yet. Could it be that he was wrapped up by the goblin in the silk hole?"

The second uncle and grandpa loaded the gun, turned off the safety, put it on, and said slowly:

"He is just like that monkey, it's strange that he can change his mind!"
To be continued...