Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

A group of people moved to Huayan. Huayan changed its owner due to the stock sale. The club was fully upgraded and became the city's leading high-end entertainment venue.

Several cars arrived at the same time, and the lobby manager personally led them upstairs to the crown box on the top floor.

"Are they here?"

"Call and ask."

"What are you asking? If you keep nagging, tell them not to come and call someone else."

The men took the wine mixed by the waiter and sat on the sofa with their legs crossed like a man.

Song Zhiyu took off his coat, picked up the sake on the bar and took a sip. He was very bored.

The manager stood nearby and smiled good-naturedly, "We have a new group of female students who are part-time students. Do you want to call them up?"

Yi Ling looked sideways in surprise.

Others were eager to try, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

When these words fell in Xiao Ya's ears, her first reaction was strange, but she understood what the manager meant the next second.

Waiting for the colorful girls to step into the box from the outside in an orderly manner, lined up under the dim purple light, they looked as if they were real figures in a shopping mall window.

The rich young man looked like a dog, and while he was sipping foreign wine, his eyes were full of scorn and scorn as he plundered and looked at the goods.

Xiao Ya was sitting on pins and needles, subconsciously looking for Song Zhiyu's existence.

He sat on a bar stool against the wall, leaning his head on his hands, tilting his head so that he couldn't see his face.

Several men over there had already begun to pick on each other. Whether because of Xiao Ya's presence or Song Zhiyu's lack of movement, Yi Ling sat aside obediently and didn't dare to glance around.

Yingying Yanyan, talking softly, and after three glasses of wine, the men began to touch the girl next to them.

Yi Ling coughed a few times and called the manager over, asking him to arrange two healthier programs.

The so-called healthier program is just to go to the suite inside and enjoy pole dancing.

Apparently, the manager misunderstood something.

Xiao Ya followed Song Zhiyu closely. In the red light and green wine environment, she looked like a little white rabbit surrounded by wolves.Only the man in front of her can give her a sense of security, which comes from the keen intuition of the little white rabbit.

The young girl's soft waist bent into an obsessive arc, spinning on the edge of the cold steel pipe.

Her enchanting brows and eyes sometimes looked angry, and then showed a gentle and dazzling smile.

The girl in the center of the stage confidently showed off her wonderful dance moves. The audience sitting on the stage were unconsciously drawn into the dance and were focused on it.

After the dance ended, Song Zhiyu took the lead in applauding.

The girl took a graceful bow, but did not leave in a hurry.She glanced at the manager standing in the dark corner, who looked at Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu leaned forward slightly, raised the corners of his lips, picked up the wine glass and drank it dry.

When he put the wine glass back on the coffee table, there were only three of them left in the box.

The pole dancing girl disappeared along with the manager.

Yi Ling smacked her mouth, rolled her eyes, and wanted to speak.

Song Zhiyu interrupted him: "I'm a little tired. Please greet the people outside for me."

After saying that, he grabbed his coat and prepared to leave.

Xiao Ya stood up.

Yi Ling scratched her head, "Really, I don't want to play anymore? There are still a lot of shows."

"Another day."

"Xiaoya..."

Xiao Ya pursed her lips and said quickly: "I'm sleepy. This place is really not suitable for me. You guys have a good time, so I won't join in the fun."

She insisted on going home, how could Yi Ling force herself.What's more, he secretly has his own little Jiujiu.

It's really not good to have Xiao Ya around. "Okay, then I'll ask Ayu to take you back, and we can make an appointment another day."

"Ayu..."

Song Zhiyu waved his hand and left the box without looking back.

Men's leather shoes walked silently on the carpeted corridor of the club.

The girl who followed behind him was unhurried and always two steps away from him.

Until I walked out of the clubhouse door, the night wind suddenly swept through my body, causing goose bumps.

Song Zhiyu stood in front of the car door, then turned around and put the coat on Xiao Ya's arms.

He drank a lot of wine in the evening, and there was a cold and strong aroma of wine when he got close.

"I can't drive today."

Xiao Ya raised her eyes, her moist eyes tightly locked by the man's gaze.

He smiled slightly and then snapped his fingers at the doorman behind him.

The doorman came over and asked respectfully: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Please call me a driver, thank you."

10 minutes later, in a high-end apartment in Shengshi Haoting.

Xiao Ya sat awkwardly on the single sofa in the living room, occasionally stealing glances at Song Zhiyu, who was standing in front of the marble kitchen counter pouring water with his back to her.

It’s been too long since I’ve been back, the refrigerator is empty, and I need to boil some water to drink.

"Thank you." Xiao Ya held the teacup in her hand, feeling the temperature coming from the wall of the porcelain cup, and continued to remain silent.

Song Zhiyu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city soaked by the falling rain, and said in a low voice: "Stay here tonight, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

"...Okay, thank you."

Less than a few minutes after setting off from the club, there was a sudden heavy rain, lightning and thunder, which was particularly scary.

Song Zhiyu glanced at Xiao Ya's tightened shoulders and noticed that she was trembling silently, so he asked the driver to drive directly downstairs to his house.

In fact, it doesn't make sense at all to do this.

But Xiao Ya did not refuse at that time.

"That's the bathroom over there. You can take a bath. I'll wear my clothes first. Do you mind?" All Shen Jiajia's things were emptied out and taken away as early as the second week after they broke up.

Now the whole house has been restored to its original state, and the atmosphere of a single man is everywhere.

The bed in the guest bedroom was not made, and the spare four-piece set in the closet was not removed. Song Zhiyu touched the back of his neck, hesitating between "use it directly" and "it should need to be washed with water before use."

If his mother, Lu Chuyao, were here, she would definitely give her son a blow to his head.

New sheets and quilts are just like new underwear that need to be washed and dried in the sun before they can be used.

Finally, Xiao Ya came out wearing his home clothes. The Simmons mattress in the guest bedroom was still bare.

She shook her sleeves and rolled up her long hair.He said cautiously: "I'll lay it myself."

She thought the eldest young master didn't know how to do housework.

The tall Song Zhiyu turned sideways and was about to say something when an accident happened.

The door to the room was narrow, so he turned slightly sideways and rubbed her sensitive part with his elbow, pressing it against the soft mass.

Both of them were stunned.One raised his head in shock and confusion, and the other lowered his eyes in slight embarrassment.

Xiao Ya's eyes were red with embarrassment and anger, her cheeks were like burning clouds, and her whole body was like a cooked shrimp. She was so frightened that she was so attractive.

Song Zhiyu slowly rolled his Adam's apple, and his eyes suddenly became very dark and unclear.

"...Um..." Xiao Ya tilted her head, trying to pretend that nothing happened, "I'll change the blanket wherever you are."

"Don't change it."

"Ok?"

His voice, already deep after drinking, was even hoarse now, and every word carried an unknown danger, "They are all new and haven't been washed yet."

Xiao Ya wants to say it's okay, I don't mind.Just as her mouth opened, the man suddenly pressed down, imprisoning her between the door frame and his chest, and swallowed her words tightly.

In the empty silence, the sound of spitting and moaning could be heard from time to time.

The showdown between the veteran and the novice is almost a crushing victory.This kiss was intense and long.

Xiao Ya was so kissed that she lost all strength. She whimpered and leaned against the side of the man's neck, gasping for air.