The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

The two were chatting lively. Song Huiyi picked up the wine glass and greeted Fu Yuan with a smile: "Doctor Fu, I haven't seen you for a while. How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay." He picked up the wine glass, touched it lightly with her, and took a big sip.

After taking a sip of wine, his expression remained unchanged.

Song Huiyi covered his eyes and smiled calmly.

Big brother's method is a bit damaging, but the results are good.

Fu Yuan was jealous.

Jiang Yao and Song Mingli were chatting happily, so she started talking to Fu Yuan.

He was absent-minded, replying to her one after another, and even got distracted several times in the process.

His thoughts were all on Jiang Yao.

This made Song Huiyi very puzzled.

He was obviously jealous, but he didn't say anything. He just sat there in a dull mood, occasionally taking a sip of wine.

Song Huiyi didn't understand a man like Fu Yuan.

If it were Shen Yuqing now, the table would be overturned by him without even thinking!

With Shen Yuqing's temperament, he would definitely straighten his face, either express his dissatisfaction through gritted teeth, or drag her away without saying any nonsense.

Even if Xiao Baixiang sat next to her for a while, he would be jealous and sarcastic.

Fu Yuan was angry, but he could sit still.

Song Huiyi didn't understand Jiang Yao either.

During the day, I was still struggling with this and that. At this time, I was more worried than anyone else.

A big man like Fu Yuan sat next to him and was angry for a long time, but she didn't know it at all and could still chat with her big brother with a smile on her face.

Even a bystander could see it.

Song Huiyi thought about it, and finally realized that he completely understood his elder brother's intention.

Of the two of them, one has a big heart and the other has too many things on his mind.

After nine o'clock in the evening, it is the busiest time at Paramount.

The soft dance music instantly turned into dynamic and rhythmic music, and the lights also changed from soft to flashing. The atmosphere in the ballroom was suddenly ignited, and the cheers were mixed in, making it very lively.

It's dancing time.

"Would you like to go dancing?"

Song Mingli asked them, "This time I renovated Paramount, I specially made some special designs for the floor of the ballroom."

Jiang Yao asked curiously: "What special design?"

"Spring floor." He said, "There is a special craft under the floor. When people dance on it, it will produce a vibration, so it is called a spring floor."

Then he asked, "Miss Jiang, would you like to experience it?"

"Okay!" Jiang Yao happily agreed and asked Fu Yuan, "Doctor Fu, shall we go dancing?"

She was eager to try.

Fu Yuan glanced at her, pursed his lips and said, "You go and play, I won't go."

"Aren't you going?" Jiang Yao was a little disappointed and her voice dropped.

Soon, she asked Song Huiyi again, "Sister Song, shall we go then?"

Song Huiyi was about to speak, but Song Mingli took over: "I'll go with you."

He looked natural and showed no trace at all, "The ballroom is full of men and women dancing. When two women dance, it will inevitably become the center of attention and they will not feel comfortable at that time."

Jiang Yao groaned.

Thinking that this was Song Huiyi's eldest brother, she was embarrassed to refuse, so she nodded in agreement.

What's more, Brother Song knew the reason why Fu Yuan was like this, and she wanted to take the opportunity to ask.

After they went up, only Song Huiyi and Fu Yuan were left in the seats.

Although Fu Yuan didn't say anything, his eyes followed the backs of the two people who were talking and laughing away. His fingers holding the wine glass turned white without even realizing it.

The dance floor is huge and can accommodate thousands of people dancing at the same time.

The two slid onto the dance floor and were instantly blocked by the crowd around them. They only knew that there were people there, but they couldn't see the person they wanted to see.

Fu Yuan withdrew his gaze.

His eyes were deep, but his tone was colder than before: "I regard Miss Song as a friend, but Miss Song doesn't seem to think so."

He called her Miss Song.

When we first met, he told me that he would just call me Huiyi from now on, and that's indeed what he called me.

It seemed that the eldest brother deliberately talked to Jiang Yao and asked her to dance, which really made Fu Yuan feel unhappy, and it was also her fault.

Fu Yuan must like Jiang Yao.

"Doctor Fu comes straight to the point with me and says whatever he has to say. Why is he not like this in front of Yaoyao?"

He exposed the matter outright, and she didn't mince words with him.

She said, "I have been observing you. Although you were talking to me, your mind was not on it. You didn't hear me clearly several times, and your peripheral vision kept focusing on Yaoyao.

You blame me for indulging my elder brother and not expressing my displeasure when they talk. My eldest brother invited her to dance, but you felt angry and still didn't say it out loud. Why? "

When smart people talk to each other, the other person will understand after just a few clicks.

When she said this, Fu Yuan knew that Song Mingli was just putting on a show tonight to show him.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you." He said.

He took a deep breath and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

He took another sip of his drink.

He was too drunk and shouldn't have drank too much, but when he saw Jiang Yao talking to other men with a smile like a flower, the reason in his mind collapsed long ago.

I don't care about anything, and I can only suppress my depression a little by drinking to drown my sorrows.

"Why don't you say it?"

Song Huiyi said, "If it were Shen Yuqing, he would never be as calm as you, and you are actually not as calm as you appear."

Fu Yuan's words just now had already expressed his unfriendliness.

A plain remark was actually questioning Song Huiyi.

He regarded Song Huiyi as a friend, and Jiang Yao was also his girlfriend, but she allowed her eldest brother to have feelings for his girlfriend.

Fu Yuan only said: "She's gone."

"What happened?" She was puzzled.

Fu Yuan said nothing and took another sip of wine.

He took off the calmness he had been pretending to have on his face.

In reality, he frowned, his lips pulled down, and his whole body exuded an aura of boredom, heavy and breathless.

Song Huiyi thought for a long time, but still didn't understand what he meant by "she went".

Perhaps sensing her probing gaze, Fu Yuancai said quietly, "He asked her if she wanted to go dancing, and she went."

Song Huiyi looked at him confused.

If he knew Song Mingli was acting, would he still be angry because of dancing?

Then she realized that Song Mingli was acting, but Jiang Yao didn't know.

She was in it, but she didn't care about Fu Yuan's mood. She left him here alone and went to dance with other men happily.

"Do you think I'm too pretentious as a man?" Fu Yuan asked her.

Song Huiyi said nothing.

She does have some thoughts like this.

Shen Yuqing never played coy with her, and always said whatever she wanted.

But he was different from Fu Yuan, and she couldn't figure out Fu Yuan in this way.

She was afraid that she would think wrong, so she did not speak rashly.

Fu Yuan said: "When we first met, she frequently came to the hospital to tell me that she was attracted to me. I told her to write to her, but she didn't reply once and ignored me after I wrote two letters. Later, she sent her brother to the hospital. After a physical check-up, we met again, and she said that if I asked her to watch a movie, she would ignore me."

Song Huiyi nodded.

Jiang Yao had told her all this, and it was exactly the same as what Fu Yuan said.

He added: "I thought she was interested in me, but actually she just wanted to play with me."