Chapter Seventy One An Explanation

  "A wine party? What kind of wine party? Can't you be more specific? Because no matter how I listen to it, there's a hint of conspiracy." Chu Yan wouldn't directly agree with Duanmu Linglong. This little girl hated him deeply, and now she was attending a wine party and came to drag him along as her companion. It was clear that this companion wasn't someone ordinary people could be. Maybe it was an ultra-cannon fodder with a clear flag guiding him.

  "Don't mind this, are you coming or not?" Duanmu Linglong didn't mean to explain at all. This little girl's face was full of murderous aura, if Chu Yan refused, who knows what crazy thing she would do next?

  "Alright, I'm telling you, paparazzi sister, if you want me to be your cannon fodder, at least tell me what kind of battlefield it is! I don't like this feeling of being led to the execution ground with my eyes closed. As I said before, if you explain clearly, I'll go; if not, even if you beat me to death, I won't go!" Chu Yan said, then decisively pulled out the car key, put his hands behind his head, leaned back comfortably in his seat, and narrowed his eyes with a resolute expression of "I won't do it unless you explain clearly".

  "You!! Die, glass counter you ruthless!!! " Duanmu Linglong almost went crazy, but in order to succeed, this little girl gritted her teeth and endured. "The banquet is hosted by a wealthy person with no conscience, publicly claiming to be a charity fundraising banquet, but actually it's just a place for the rich second generation to openly flirt and commit adultery. I don't want to be harassed, so I had to bring a bodyguard with me, because I'm not a rich second generation, and Miss is such an exceptional beauty, I'm afraid someone will have ulterior motives towards me, how about that? Will you go now?"

  Chu Yan listened carefully to Duanmu Linglong's words, and although this little girl explained clearly, there must be something hidden between the lines. However, since she could say these things, Chu Yan had no reason to refuse Duanmu Linglong anymore. As always, no matter how much trouble this little girl caused in front of Chu Yan, he couldn't get angry with her at all.

  "Alright, I've agreed to it, time and place." Nodding in agreement, Chu Yan started the car while Duanmu Linglong pulled up the handbrake. "I'll notify you of the time and place, come pick me up then we'll go together, that's all, remember! If you dare to stand me up, I'll make sure you regret it!!" Opening the car door, Duanmu Linglong got out, her dark green Beetle was quietly parked in the distance.

  Watching Duanmu Linglong get on the car, the Beetle roared past Chu Yan's orange Camaro like a madman, and the people who were originally in the breakfast shop wanting to teach Chu Yan a lesson also chose to watch, after all, Chu Yan was driving, but it was the famous Big Yellow Bee, which looked like it was worth a lot of money.

  "This young man is obviously a rich second generation, he has nothing to do with playing women, this time the woman's belly was played big, that Volkswagen may be given by this young man to that girl."

  "It's a good thing I didn't stick my head out just now, otherwise we would have gotten into trouble with that rich second-generation kid."

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  Chu Yan sat in the car and couldn't hear the whispers of the crowd, but he could see people pointing and staring. Chu Yan didn't bother to pay attention to them, lightly stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel and headed straight for Food Street. Du Mu Ling was so busy with this commotion that she almost forgot about the main event.

  It was already ten o'clock and Chu Yan had finished looking at the house with the decoration company's people, now it was almost time, he took out his phone and dialed Mo Xi Yao's number.

  The phone rang for half a day, just when Chu Yan thought Mo Xiuyao wasn't going to answer, the call connected, and Mo Xiuyao's cold voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Chu, what's the matter with calling me? I'm very busy right now."

  When Chu Yan heard Mo Xiuyao's voice as cold as winter, he knew that this woman was still angry. "OK, since you're busy, let's talk about it later." Chu Yan said and was about to hang up the phone, while Mo Xiuyao was holding her phone with a face full of frost. "Chu Yan! You bastard!!"

  In the end, Mo Xiuyao hung up first, and Chu Yan also got the location where Mo Xiuyao might be. The soft background music on the phone was played in a 24-hour bar, and Chu Yan had been to that bar more than once because it was open 24 hours, even if he went there at dawn, he could drink whatever he wanted.

  "This little girl actually ran there." Putting down the phone, Chu Yan drove to the right and headed straight for the city center.

  In the city center, Nanshan's first museum has officially opened and all facilities inside have been fully renovated. Chu Yan's car is parked in front of the museum, but he didn't come to visit the museum. He was heading to the business center across from the museum.

  7th floor of Business Center, diagonally opposite to Yishan Golf Club, Hand in Hand Music Bar.

  Strictly speaking, this place can't be considered a bar in the classical sense. Almost everyone who comes here is a couple, and the environment is particularly clean. There are hardly any shady characters around. Chu Yan spent several days coming here every day, not to pick up girls, but to sit quietly on the sofa, staring blankly at the stack of photos in his hand.

  It was around that time when the boss of the music bar would often chat with Chu Yan for a few sentences, but they never talked about anything deep, just casual conversations. At that time, Chu Yan really liked this song, and the boss told him that this song was actually the background music that must be played in the middle of the night and early morning.

  Mo Xiuyao's figure was sitting in a double-seat booth by the window, at this moment there were not many customers in the music bar, except for Mo Xiuyao, only a few couples who slept here last night and didn't leave, Mo Xiuyao was the first customer to come in early morning, according to the old rules of this music bar, a cup of fruit cocktail personally mixed by the boss would be given as a gift.

  "This son of a bitch!" Mo Xiuyao still had the same appearance, although she was still dressed as an older sister, but her temperament had changed. The original intellectual and charming older sister type had become a cold and aloof ice queen, this little girl's transformation was a complete failure.

  "No, that woman seems to look a bit familiar? I think I've seen her somewhere?" Getting angry was not something Mo Xiuyao liked to do. She was stimulated by Du Mu Ling's ruthless hand, and when she calmed down and was alone, this clever woman discovered some unusual doubts.

  First of all, it was that woman who claimed to be pregnant. She seemed familiar because Du Mu Linglong's appearance was too outstanding. Even Mo Xiuyao couldn't compare with her and felt somewhat inferior. Although the two people had completely different styles, Du Mu Linglong's beauty was something that Mo Xiuyao could not deny or ignore. It was precisely for this reason that Mo Xiuyao had a very deep impression of a pair of exceptionally beautiful long legs!

  "Where have I seen her before?" Although the beautiful legs left a deep impression, Mo Xiuyao couldn't think of where she had seen Duan Mu Linglong before.

  "Kastina Table Tennis Club." A familiar voice picked up where Mo Xi Yao left off, and Mo Xi Yao looked up to see Chu Yan standing in front of her with a smile on his face.

  "Who? How did you know I was here?" Chu Yan's sudden appearance made Mo Xiuyao feel a little warmth in her heart, but only a little. Before she figured out what kind of relationship Chu Yan and that woman had, this little warmth was negligible.

  "Telepathy, okay, don't ask me how I found you. The key is that I'm here to see you, and it's about something important. Did you forget that we had an appointment with the decoration company to measure the house today? Time is almost up, shall we take care of the important matter first?" Chu Yan's face was serious, seemingly not intending to explain anything about Duan Mu Linglong's situation, which reignited Mo Xiuyao's anger that had just subsided.

  "Chu Yan! Don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Mo Xiuyao's face was pale with anger, this little girl seemed to have really lost her temper, and even forgot the things Chu Yan had hinted at earlier.

  "Cough, okay, as a friend, I owe you an explanation. So I'll explain it to you. That woman, you should have an impression of her. At the Castina Table Tennis Club, she once forced her way into our private room. Do you remember?" Chu Yan's voice carried a hint of inexplicable blandness, which made Mo Xiuyao suddenly feel a little lost, because in Chu Yan's tone, there was no longer any intention, no concern, only a flat and calm narrative.

  A woman's sixth sense is amazing, Mo Xiuyao could feel the distance between herself and Chu Yan getting farther and farther apart, and the reason was because of Chu Yan's explanation in his mouth. Mo Xiuyao hadn't forgotten that last time when Chu Yan stood her up and ran away halfway, at that time Chu Yan wouldn't explain to her but directly opened his mouth to compensate.

  These two vastly different developments resulted in a situation akin to two parallel lines, never intersecting. Last time, Chu Yan didn't explain, and Mo Xiuyao felt that Chu Yan was close to her. Today, although Chu Yan explained with a smile, Mo Xiuyao felt that Chu Yan was near yet seemed far away, with a hint of being worlds apart.

  "Is she that journalist?" Chu Yan's hint suddenly woke Mo Xiuyao up, and Duan Mulan seemed to have seen her a long time ago, but at that time it was just a fleeting glance, without any substantial contact, because the boss of the explosive weekly where Duan Mulan worked was a not-so-reliable friend of Mo Xiuyao.

  "To put it simply, I ruined her news a few times, so she's been following me relentlessly. Then we had a fierce game, and that's what happened today." Chu Yan said, snapping his fingers at the music bar owner, who nodded at Chu Yan and brought over two cups of thick milk a moment later.

  "Two yuan, take your time, Chu Ge, the thing you ordered will probably arrive soon, I'll give it to you when it does." The boss of Music Bar was a young man in his late twenties, who belonged to that kind of hardworking and somewhat clever person.

  "Alright, thanks bro." He handed a cup of milk to Mo Xiuyao and downed his own scalding hot milk in one gulp. "Now that things are clear, can we get going?"