Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Zhao Yichuan didn't want to continue to argue. It was just a dream after being drunk. Now that he woke up, all that was left was absurdity and vanity.

Boring, really boring, and he is even more boring! Zhao Yichuan thought.

Looking at his departing back, Fu Jin stood there for a long time, until the cigarette in his hand went out before he re-entered the banquet. Like a successful person, he took Lin Xi to make all kinds of connections.

Back in the car, Zhou Xuan glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said softly, "Mr. Fu, should we go directly back to Shangjiayuan or send Miss Lin back to Qinghe Yujing?"

"Send her back first."

Fu Jin's expression was very cold. When he opened his phone and saw a familiar face in the photo sent to him, his brows slightly frowned. His dark pupils were as cold as spring, and at this moment, he was filled with a bit of reluctance and helplessness.

In the interlaced lights, the fat man saw the message he sent and wiped his face with a headache.

What is going on? He doesn't know how to face his old friend.

After making enough mental preparations, the fat man moved and walked straight to Qi Yao, who was sitting in front of the bar and seemed to be drinking, but was actually observing her surroundings. He smiled and said, "Beautiful lady, would you please do me the honor of having a drink with me?"

When Qi Yao saw him, his expression froze slightly.

The man today is very different from the fat little guy with a smug smile in my memory. He wears a well-fitting suit and his hair is fixed with hairspray, making him look extremely shiny and bright.

Qi Yao's throat was blocked, and he spoke awkwardly, "Fatty, why are you here?"

The fat man smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he snapped his fingers at the bartender and ordered two glasses of his usual drinks. Then he smiled and said slowly, "I couldn't sleep at night, so my friend asked me to come out and play."

He pointed to a booth not far away. Qi Yao followed his gaze and saw a group of boys and girls playing a game of passing notes. There was a girl next to almost every boy. They talked and laughed with their hands on the girls' legs. The girls just blushed and smiled and hit the boys.

This intimate scene made Qi Yao unable to get involved with the fat boy. She didn't understand why he would make friends with such a person.

The person in front of her seemed very unfamiliar, but her eyes and eyebrows still vaguely showed her former appearance, making it impossible for her to even deceive herself.

The bartender pushed the wine in front of the two of them, and then continued to busy himself with his own business. The little fat man raised his eyes slightly, and gently raised the glass to touch Qi Yao's glass that was not raised.

"You are now a famous gold medal lawyer in the legal profession. You have never lost a case. The media say that you are the most beautiful cold-faced female lawyer who speaks out for justice. You have never touched a criminal and made them suffer legal sanctions."

"The most beautiful woman in the legal profession, I toast to you."

Qi Yao was silent for a while, then slowly raised the wine glass. Her eyes were misty at this moment, and she said with an inexplicable emotion: "Fatty, no, don't let the joke we made in the box become a reality."

That year, the little fat man smiled and said, "Lawyer Qi Yao, I'm going to go to jail in the future, you have to rescue me."

Qi Yao reached out and patted him, and responded jokingly: "When the time comes, I will definitely use all my life's knowledge to get you out of there. However, if you commit a crime, I will definitely send you to prison, hahahaha."

The fat man smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he raised the glass and shook it gently towards her. The bright wine made a crisp sound as the ice ball collided with the glass.

The light was too dim and Qi Yao couldn't see his expression clearly.

Faintly, I seemed to see his lips move slightly, as if he was saying sorry.

Qi Yao looked more closely, and it was as if the lingering smoke had dissipated, and the fat man had already put down his wine glass. He looked indifferently at the people hiding in the crowd, and smiled meaningfully, "It seems that tonight is not peaceful."

It was already November, and the fat man asked someone to buy a thick coat, and brought it over to help Qi Yao put it on.

"Girls shouldn't come to places like this so late at night. You should go back and rest early. Also, next time you go out to play, remember to wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold."

When he wanted to leave, Qi Yao grabbed his hand.

She could see that the fat guy had a very high status in this bar. Although those people didn't say who he was, they all respected him very much.

The little fat man was stunned for a second, then he joked: "Although we are acquaintances, I am not such a casual person, Lawyer Qi, you are holding me and not letting go, which makes it difficult for me to deal with it."

"Why do you want to follow Fu Jin?"

"Oh, you mean Mr. Fu." The little fat man relaxed and sat back down. "The money he gave is enough. We work so hard to be social animals, isn't it just to make a lot of money?"

Qi Yao's expression froze for a moment. Her heart was trembling slightly, her face turned pale, and she asked unwillingly, "Is it because of this reason? I don't believe it, Fatty. That Fu Jin is not a good person. Have you forgotten how Lu Ziming died?"

She stared at the little fat boy closely, not wanting to miss any expression on his face.

The fat man sighed in his heart. Qi Yao was too smart. It was really difficult to deceive her, but they didn't want her to be involved.

Among these people, there are always some who need to be clean, so that everything they do will be meaningful.

Under Qi Yao's gaze, the fat man smiled slowly. He had never thought that his acting skills would be so good that he could even win an Oscar in the entertainment industry.

"So what? He has been dead for many years. We who are still alive must always look forward."

"Qi Yao, if you lock yourself in the past, you will miss the present forever. You see, I am quite rich now, with a house and a car. Why don't you be with me? Don't like that coward Su He. There has been no news about him for so many years, maybe he has already died abroad."

Snapped!

Qi Yao slapped the fat man in the face, and was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and big crystal tears fell down. She cursed: "Shi Fuzheng, you bastard."

Ever since she transferred to another school in her senior year of high school and met this group of people, she had almost never cried because of sadness again. Now she was really hurt by the fat man's words.