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MIY Bar.
Old Cheng, annoyed by the noise outside, yelled, "Is anyone nearby who can lend a hand and close the door?"
Gu Heping, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, squinted as he counted the cards in his hand. "Damn, what kind of record is this DJ playing? He's yelling and screaming like a banshee, I can't even play my cards properly."
Even with the door closed, it's still very noisy.
Zhou Qishen was irritable and frustrated. He put down his cards and tossed them onto the center of the table. He got up, walked to the bar, and downed a whiskey in one gulp. Old Cheng reminded him, "You can't drink like that. Didn't you just say you had a headache?"
"Let him drink, let him drink." Gu Heping was particularly irritating. "Let him drink until his intestines are torn apart, let him have a stomach hemorrhage, and let him go to the hospital again, then I can help him trick Xiao west into coming back."
Old Cheng smiled and said, "If you can talk, then publish a book."
Gu Heping nudged Zhou Qishen's shoe tip. "Boss, pay me for the article."
Zhou Qishen closed his eyes, adopting an aloof and unapproachable posture.
Despite the playful banter, Gu Heping and Lao Cheng dared not say anything too outrageous at this moment. They also knew about what had happened to Zhao Xiyin. The day before New Year's Eve, both of them had stayed at Zhou Qishen's house. His house was big, and at night they slept on a makeshift bed on the floor in the bedroom, with the three of them sharing one room.
In the middle of the night, Zhou Qishen woke up from a nightmare, sitting bolt upright in a cold sweat, gasping for breath. Old Cheng was really frightened; he kicked Gu Heping and told him to quickly turn on the light since they were nearby!
In the light, it became clear that Zhou Qishen's eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears; he had broken down and was sobbing uncontrollably. The sound of his sobs, the despair in his voice, almost brought Lao Cheng, usually so composed, to tears. That same night, Zhou Qishen told everyone everything.
"You really should drink less alcohol. This stuff is bad for your liver, and your body can't handle it right now." Gu Heping winked at the bartender, and the bartender cleared the table.
Old Cheng asked, "What are your plans regarding Xiao west?"
In the past, he would have said with great arrogance, "Just try to woo her again, we'll remarry sooner or later."
But now, he really doesn't dare to say it.
Feeling guilty, timid, and ashamed.
Zhou Qishen closed his eyes and spoke a truthful sentence: "I dare not make any more promises. Perhaps, she can live a better life without me."
Gu Heping nodded. "Very likely."
Old Cheng kicked him, "Are we still brothers?" He then looked at Zhou Qishen, "I understand how you feel, but your one-sided decision to let go is actually hurting Xiaoxi. If you really decide to let go, then set a time for the two of you to have a proper meal, talk things out, cut ties cleanly and completely, and have nothing to do with each other anymore. There's no need to keep lingering ties. How about it, are you okay with that?"
Zhou Qishen opened his eyes in frustration, his face full of hostility.
Not liking him, I asked again, aggressively:
"Answer me, are you sure you can do it?"
Old Cheng is truly ruthless; he strikes with deadly accuracy, never giving anyone a chance to linger. Gu Heping clapped his hands loudly, "Brilliant, Old Cheng! But if you're so eloquent, why haven't you married Zhaozhao yet?"
"Damn it!" Old Cheng was furious, recalling the heartbreaking events of the past few years! "Gu Heping, I'm not finished with you! Let's see when you'll fall!"
Gu Heping laughed heartily, his brows furrowed like a spring breeze, exuding a dashing and debonair air.
Just then, a commotion broke out by the door.
Just then, the waiter came in with a fruit platter, and Lao Cheng casually asked, "What's going on outside?"
The waiter said, "The pole dancing performance is quite captivating."
Gu Heping got really excited about this and immediately slipped out. A few seconds later, he came running back, tumbling and crawling. "Holy crap! Brother Zhou, this is absolutely incredible! Your wife has turned into a vixen!"
Xiaoxi?
Zhou Qishen reacted quickly and dashed out.
The dance floor on the first floor was dazzling with lights. In the center of the steaming stage, a vertical support rotated slowly. Zhao Xiyin and Cen Yue moved like swallows in flight, performing simple movements. With just a little guidance, Zhao Xiyin got the hang of it, and after a few tries, she was even starting to look quite good.
The two girls had somehow acquired this outfit: white, tight-fitting short-sleeved tops that revealed their slender waists with a simple gesture, and their own pants that hugged their legs and hips like ripe peaches. Zhao Xiyin loosened her long hair, twirling it as she did so, a few strands of hair loosely obscuring her eyes and nose, her gaze alluring and captivating, her innate charm now revealed without any attempt at concealment.
The dance floor was like a madhouse; women swayed, men cheered, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.
Gu Heping was completely stunned. He took one look at Cen Yue and thought, "What's that saying again—"
The wind blows, and her fairy sleeves flutter, like a dance of rainbow-colored feathers.
I never expected this little girl to be so talented.
His gaze was blank and he was lost in thought for less than three seconds before Zhou Qishen slapped him across the eye.
"Holy shit!! A finger dug into my eyeball!!" Gu Heping yelled, "I wasn't even looking at your wife!! So many men were looking, are you going to blind them all?!"
On the other side, Lao Cheng quickly turned around and consciously closed his eyes, "Brother Zhou... I have Zhaozhao."
Behold her overwhelming allure, her intense passion, her unparalleled beauty. Zhou Qishen stood quietly by the second-floor railing, his gaze heating up to a fever pitch.
He suddenly dropped a sentence.
"—Old Cheng, I can't do it."
Then I started walking downstairs.
Not long after, there was a loud bang, the music stopped, the lights went out, the crowd booed, and in the darkness, no one could see Fuli anymore.
Zhou Qishen swiftly and decisively cut off the main power switch without saying a word.
This sudden realization struck Lao Cheng.
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