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Warm tea is very sensitive to human emotions, and barely sensitive to dog things.

He could sense that Edward was unhappy, but he didn't care about Edward at all, so he wouldn't go into it. Who can control why the psycho is unhappy.

Edward looked at the hickey mark on Wen Cha's neck that was inadvertently exposed, his eyes darkened, and he felt uncomfortable because of a breakthrough.

He blamed it on possessiveness over the artwork.

"How can emotional matters be described as interesting or not, Xiaocha, you are naive." Edward smirked again, like a very tolerant elder scolding a younger one.

Seeing Edward's familiar appearance, Wen Cha felt normal. Who would show the fake and sad appearance in front of him? He didn't like it: "That's what I think. If you don't agree, don't stay with me. Come on, I don't really like your music either."

David was stunned while listening. What kind of slanderous speech is this? Telling a musician that he doesn't like his music, can this be tolerated?

But Edward really endured it, and the strings were deeply embedded in his flesh to call back his sanity. His wavering about warm tea seemed to disappear in an instant, and he returned to coldness: "It's okay, I'll take you home."

Wen Cha immediately turned around and said nothing, and Edward immediately followed.

David, who witnessed the process, was dumbfounded. If you want to know that he has heard of Edward, if you say that he is abstinent, he happens to be a man, woman, and woman, and if you say that he is promiscuous, he has never seen anyone walk into his heart. The muses stayed by his side willingly until they were abandoned by him, and it was the first time he had seen Edward so deflated.

He always felt that Wencha looked familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, wasn't this the protagonist of that old Wilson's ad?

The uncut version of Wencha’s red wine advertisement at that time also set off a wave of enthusiasm after it was broadcast overseas. Tiantian Wencha was promoted to the wife of the whole people.

It seems that Edward also failed to escape the charm of Bacchus' Bride.

As soon as the wind blew outside, Edward and Wen Cha looked as if they had just walked out of a film set, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

"Xiaocha, where are you going? I'll take you there?" Edward asked.

Wen Cha suddenly thought of something else: "Edward, have you ever thought that sooner or later you will be eaten back by ants."

He heard that Chen Shishi came to share the information with an invitation, and it was said that Wen Leshui was like crazy, scolding him, scolding Xue Mei, scolding Wen Rong, scolding Edward every day, scolding everyone he knew.

Scold Edward?

What's the deal with Edward?Wen Cha thought of a possibility, and after calling the director of the program group to inquire, the director naturally knew everything without saying anything.

It turned out that Edward recommended Wen Leshui to come to this show, and he paid a lot of termination fee for Wen Leshui before coming.In addition, Edward also suggested that the director can try Xinghuacun, which must be quite topical.

The director cried bitterly and confessed to Wen Cha on the phone, the foreigner spoke so nicely, it was all because of his obsession, and it was all his fault that Wen Cha's variety show trip was so troubled by following this advice!

A big man was tearful, warm tea didn't answer his complaints, he said "Director, you are quite suitable to be an actor" and immediately hung up.

After knowing the news, there is still something I don't understand, Edward is acting like a demon again.Maybe he didn't know that Wen Leshui was an illegitimate child, but he just wanted to see the real and fake young masters in the same frame.

Although Wen Cha didn't lose much on this trip, it didn't affect his dislike of Edward.

In his previous life, he tortured the original body to death, and now he sends Wen Leshui to a dead end. Edward thinks he is a God without emotion, controlling other people's lives with a blank expression.

It's a pity that he is not a god. God has no passion, and he is too greedy. The pursuit of music and health is his greatest weakness.

Edward's blue eyes no longer had the purity of the day in the dark night, and they secretly glowed green like a wild wolf: "Xiaocha, I don't understand, ants are very fragile beings, I won't crush them to death, I will Just a bystander."

That is to die without repentance.

Then don't blame Wen Cha for teaching him a lesson.

Wen Cha didn't care about his evasiveness, and didn't continue the chat with him: "Take me to the night bar, and I'll listen to disco to wash my ears."

Edward didn't know why he could tolerate Wen Tea's repeated contempt for his music. It might be because of the value of warm tea.

"Okay." He agreed with a smile.

After arriving at the destination, Wen Cha left behind Edward, who was depressed and about to go mad, without hesitation, and ran into the bar happily like a bird returning to its nest.

The heavy metal music is like the sound of nature, and the warm tea immediately cheers up.

Before, he made an appointment with the guests in the program group to come out to play after the end, and it happened to be today.

"Wen Cha! Here it is!" As soon as they entered the box, everyone greeted Wen Cha in unison, which was comparable to the treatment of a male star.

This bar is the property of one of the guests' family, so you can rest assured.

The little brother yelled: "After a while, I will go out when I get tired of playing in the private room. My family is very strict. I can guarantee that nothing bad will happen. Everyone just let go and play."

Everyone kept saying "thank you, Young Master Yang", and asked Young Master Yang to sing a song for them.

The little brother surnamed Yang waved his hands repeatedly, begging them not to make a fuss, and handed the microphone to Wen Cha: "Chabao, you have a song."

After Wen Cha took it, the audience cheered and nodded casually. The whole process was filled with their applause and applause, which abruptly made Wen Cha's singing into the background sound, as if they were at an idol concert.

Warm tea turns guests into hosts, and guests and hosts enjoy themselves.

He plucked his ears uncomfortable, and complained to Yin Yu who was sitting next to him: "Why are you so loud?"

In his eyes, Yin Yu is synonymous with prudence and introversion, why doesn't he have anything to do with these things now?

"I'm cheering you on." Yin Yu handed him an unopened bottle of mineral water.

"Wen Cha, I miss you so much." After several glasses of cocktails, a certain drunken young lady came forward and directly expressed her affectionate confession to Wen Cha.

"I miss you too." The friendship liar Wen Xiaocha spoke sweetly online.

Even if it is a lie, everyone is satisfied.

A group of drunk and not drunk people walked out surrounded by warm tea, and then quickly joined the dance on the dance floor.

"What is Chen Shishi doing?" Yin Yu stayed beside Wen Cha and asked.

Wen Cha didn't hear clearly: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm just worried that she will make trouble." Yin Yu moved closer to Wen Cha and raised his voice.

Chen Shishi is not an honest and law-abiding person, and has a strong desire for revenge. Yin Yu worried that she would be bad for Wen Cha, which is why she had such a problem.

It may also be that Yin Yu himself was too sensitive and suspicious, so he didn't talk to Wen Cha about disturbing Wen Cha's good mood, and decided in his heart that he would just keep an eye on Chen Shishi silently, and remind Wen Cha if there was anything wrong.

"Brother." A pair of hands rested carelessly on Wen Cha's shoulders.

No need to look back, Wen Cha knows who it is.

"Master, you really hang out in various bars and have never been absent."

There used to be a famous saying in City C: If a lamp in a nightclub falls and hits someone, there must be Zheng Mingzhong among those people.

"Can't I come out and relax?" Zheng Mingzhong yelled.

He took the opportunity to look at Yin Yu, so thin, he must not be his brother Wen Cha's favorite dish, and he cannot be Qi Xiuzhu's rival in love.

Just now, when Wen Cha and Yin Yu were talking, they looked very intimate, and his dog's alarm sounded loudly, and he was afraid that he was someone who came to grab Wen Cha from Qi Xiuzhu.

Now that he saw Yin Yu facing him, he immediately felt relieved.

"My name is Zheng Mingzhong." Zheng Mingzhong smiled and extended his hand to introduce himself.

Yin Yu stretched out his hand and touched it lightly: "Yin Yu, friend of Wen Cha."

"What were you whispering just now?" Zheng Mingzhong asked.

Wen Cha replied bluntly, "It's none of your business."

Zheng Mingzhong's heart was raised again, he didn't want to steal Qi Xiuzhu's love, but he wanted to steal his friendship with Wen Cha.We can all speak quietly.

He thinks he knows Wen Cha quite well, but Wen Cha seems easy to get along with, but he is actually hard to get close to. Yin Yu's behavior just now has exceeded the social distance that Wen Cha set for strangers or people he doesn't know well.

"You rejected my invitation, so it was just to play with him." Zheng Mingzhong puffed up his cheeks, secretly jealous, "It's boring, I don't want to play anymore."

It was too noisy outside, Wen Cha couldn't hear Zheng Mingzhong's emotions clearly, and Yin Yu didn't bother to care about the rich young master's childish behavior.

But the warm tea gave the young master a bit of a nudge, and when he heard that he was going to leave, he also raised his foot: "Let's go?"

Zheng Mingzhong immediately beamed with joy.

The three of them were led back to the box by the waiter.

In order to prove that he did not neglect his duties, Zheng Mingzhong deliberately found some investment topics.

"Brother, why do you want to buy the stock of the Zheng family?"

"Not only did I buy your house, I have money anyway." Wen Cha's words made Zheng Mingzhong deeply hate the rich.

Zheng Mingzhong asked, "Which one else did you buy?"

Wen Cha generously shared: "I also bought Qi's, I bought quite a lot, I bought it for fun."

Seeing his tone, he thought he was buying some kind of toy. Zheng Mingzhong was speechless: "Hey, how much money do you have now?"

Wen Cha was silent, mainly because the Wen family was now in the hands of his brother, who always liked to send him things and money, and he didn't know what was under his name.

Wen Rong's current value is quite different from the past. It has risen exponentially. Even as a cold-faced gentleman who doesn't understand his style, in the face of absolute money, many wives secretly come to ask if Wen Rong has a date.It's just that Xue Mei just came out of the quagmire of marriage, and she didn't want her children to follow suit, so she was more cautious, so she declined one by one.

"What? Do you want to give me investment advice?" Wen Cha asked Zheng Mingzhong.

Zheng Mingzhong supported the whole scene by himself, and he was very happy to share the dynamics he has now: "I'm going to buy some silver."

"Silver?" Wen Cha repeated.

"Yeah, silver has risen rapidly recently, so I plan to buy it." Zheng Mingzhong said cheerfully, "Do you want to invest a little too?"

The water in the capital market is deep, and warm tea is not something you can touch yourself.

"I like gold ones." Wen Cha reminded him friendly, "Concentrate on your family property and don't be in this muddy water."

Zheng Mingzhong was right when he thought about it: "Don't worry, I don't have any spare money on hand, I just follow suit, and it's okay if I lose money."

Yin Yu quietly listened to their conversation, and asked for a cup of hot water for warm tea: "Is your throat uncomfortable?"

Zheng Mingzhong snorted twice, and miraculously took out a golden throat lozenge: "Brother, mine is more effective."

The two people's eyes met and sparks flew.

Some people are having fun, while others are red-eyed.

In the apartment, Qi Junhao spoke English with the person on the phone: "Continue to buy silver."

"Really? Although the price of silver is rising, I don't recommend you to buy it. You already have a lot. Huaguo has a saying that all eggs should not be put in one basket." The other party suggested sincerely.

Qi Junhao was unmoved, and refuted vigorously: "Just do as I say!"

Faced with such a stubborn customer, the other party stopped making fun of himself and promised to hang up the phone after he got down.

Just imagining Qi Junhao's shortness of breath, he has a premonition that he will surely usher in the greatest success in his life!

At that time, both Qi Xiuzhu and the Qi family will prostrate at his feet!