My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

Sun Weimeng took the invitation letter.

Masquerade, Moonlight Bar?

Tonight at seven?

He flipped through the invitation and sneered, "Why does even a bar need an invitation? It's so high-end?"

"Mr. Zhao organized the party, and most of them were from the entertainment industry, and there were also some business tycoons from home and abroad."

Sun Weimeng understood immediately, "Pimp?"

Relying on pimping to expand his network, Master Zhao really has some skills. No wonder Pei Zheng looked down on other people in the Zhao family and gave this shady job to Master Zhao. I don't know how many connections he has won for Pei Zheng over the years.

It’s no wonder that Huo Xingzhou said that the second largest family in the imperial capital would cause great power if they were cornered.

Sun Weimeng suddenly remembered the fire at Shisanwan Wharf. Pei Zheng's business was all over the world. Could the secret be hidden in this Moonlight Bar?

Maybe those deals were not made through his personal connections, but through some gray channels.

Like a masquerade?

Then maybe there will be some gains from tonight's dance.

Cunning Rabbit Three Caves.

Pei Zhengdu has eighteen caves.

Huo Xingzhou urged: "Bring more people with you."

Sun Wei raised his chin and said, "Don't worry, I cherish my life very much. If Lao Chen doesn't go out, just come with me. I feel at ease with him around."

"Yeah. Don't act impulsively, and try not to expose yourself."

"Well, what if we're exposed?"

"It doesn't matter. We have already torn our relationship with the Pei family. It's fine as long as you can get out of this unscathed..."

Sun Weimeng suddenly laughed: "You said that when I return to Haicheng, can our Sun family's business monopolize the whole country? I will rely on you for the rest of my life, okay?"

Huo Xingzhou glanced at him and said, "Then I'll wait until you can return to Haicheng safely."

"It's a deal! Even though I don't have a business mind, I have to make my parents proud of me by relying on my ability to curry favor with people."

Even dandies have dreams!

……

at night.

Sun Weimeng took Lao Chen and drove away the coolest sports car in the garage. He was dressed like a peacock and wore a large feather mask.

He is obviously a prodigal son.

Not only that, he also picked out a sequined suit for Lao Chen and a black mask.

With this decoration, Old Chen looks like a silly bodyguard beside a prodigal son, and there is no sign of murderous intent in him at all.

The car roared.

With a whistling sound, he drove away.

When Qiao Xi was drowsy, she asked what happened. Huo Xingzhou touched her soft hair and said softly, "It's okay. Someone went out to fool around."

fool around?

It has nothing to do with her.

Her eyelids felt heavy and she fell asleep. She was tired from grinding herbs all day.

Sun Weimeng and Lao Chen arrived at the door of the Moonlight Bar.

I found that this place is really lively and more upscale than the Rose Club I visited last time.

"Old Chen, have you arranged everything? I can't die here."

"Don't worry, Young Master Sun. We have bodyguards all around here. You have seen their skills. Even if one can't defeat a hundred, one can defeat ten."

"That's good. My head is tied to your belt."

Sun Weimeng knew how brave the Huo family bodyguards were. They were secretly trained by Huo Xingzhou to deal with the tough guys in the imperial capital. Last time, they only brought a few people and were able to delay the fork in the road for so long. They were very strong!

Sun Weimeng got out of the luxury sports car and walked with the wind.

The bodyguard at the bar door stopped him, did a security check, and asked for an invitation letter.

Sun Weimeng directly threw the invitation letter over, showing his aura that he was the best in the world.

Everyone who came in and out wore a mask, some wore it only to reveal half of their pretty faces, while others wore it very tightly, almost covering their entire faces.

Sun Weimeng also came to a conclusion that those who are powerful wear their masks more tightly because they want to hide their identities.

The pretty men and women who came looking for opportunities were more exposed, wishing to show off their pretty faces. He took a quick look and roughly identified several groups, including male and female celebrities in the entertainment industry, the daughters of small families, and some socialites who were trying to get into the upper class.

"There is no problem with the invitation, please come in."

"How could there be any problem with my invitation letter? It's unnecessary." Sun Weimeng said arrogantly.

He just wanted to disguise himself as a rich and stupid young man and have fun in the brothel.

He raised his chin, stepped forward, and walked in with Lao Chen in a swagger.

The Moonlight Bar is really a bar, with many people sitting in groups of three or four drinking.

But after Lao Chen entered the room, he always felt an inexplicable prying. He moved closer to Sun Weimeng and lowered his voice and said, "Young Master Sun, there are bodyguards and surveillance cameras all around. We were watched as soon as we entered the room, but there was no malicious intent. The other party must be judging our identity and the threat we pose."

"So exciting?"

Sun Weimeng felt his adrenaline surge.

"Old Chen, what is your dream?"

"Huh?" Old Chen was confused by his confusing question.

He slowed down and said, "Maybe I'll be a good bodyguard?"

Sun Weimeng was full of fighting spirit, "Do you know what my dream is?"

"You say."

"Probably to be a hero. I feel like I'm full of passion, and I came here today to defeat the villain!"

Lao Chen covered his mouth with his hand and said, "You can keep your voice down, otherwise if someone hears us, we will all be kicked out and become big bears."

"Oh, let's sit at the bar."

Sun Weimeng saw that there was no one in charge of this bar, and it seemed that it was left to others to develop. But the second floor seemed to be full of private rooms, and the people sitting inside must be high-ranking officials.

The lobby on the first floor seemed to be filled with handsome men and beautiful women, and occasionally there would be young people who had just come in and looked wealthy.

"A depth charge."

Sun Weimeng said casually.

The bartender served a glass directly.

Sun Weimeng drank it in one gulp and felt refreshed. "Make us another glass of Sazerac."

"The guest is quite good at drinking."

"Then can you tune it?"

“There is nothing I can’t mix among these classic cocktails. You can try my skills. I can’t guarantee that it will be the best you’ve ever had, but it will always be in the top three.” The bartender had superb skills and was very charming.

Especially the one wearing a small mask and having a slim waist.

He doesn't look like an ordinary person.

"Your Sazerac." A glass of clear cocktail with a hint of herbal flavor was placed in front of Sun Weimeng.

Sun Weimeng took a sip and found it tasted really good.

He seemed to say casually: "Why can some people go to the second floor, but some people can only stay on the first floor?"

"This is your first time here, right? The VIPs on the second floor have different rights and privileges depending on their status. The invitations they hold are bordered with gold, and if they are appreciated by you, you can go to the second floor."

Sun Weimeng remembered that his invitation letter was just an ordinary one, and he guessed that those with gold borders were important clients of Mr. Zhao.

"So what does it mean to be appreciated?"

The bartender just smiled and said nothing.

After a while, a bodyguard in black came up to Sun Weimeng and said, "Sir, the VIP on the second floor likes you very much. Are you free to come upstairs and chat?"

Ok?

Sun Weimeng hesitated for half a second and said reservedly, "Then let's go."

The bartender looked at their backs and his eyes fell on Sun Weimeng's perky butt.

It seems that one of the VIPs tonight likes handsome men with raised buttocks...