Chapter 8

Night Addiction “Night Addiction”

Is the most popular den of money in northern Beijing. The first floor of Night Addiction is a nightclub with only booths. The whole place is brightly lit and full of dancing. The second floor is an independent KTV room. The third floor is a special private room for reception and entertainment. The fourth floor is a relatively quiet lounge with musical instrument performances and expensive wines from all over the world.

The amounts are added up on each level, which can be considered an invisible grading system.

At this moment, the pianist and the cellist played a piece of music “Can’t Help Falling in Love” together.

Fu Siqi listened to the elegant music for a moment, picked up the whiskey in front of him and took a sip: “It’s not your style to give the Qi family such a big blow just after returning to China.”

Shang Yanci said casually: “Just consider it a meeting gift for Yangyang.”

Yangyang is Fu Siqi’s daughter, who just turned three years old. She is a cute little girl. Shang Yanci only met her formally after returning to China this time. Before that, they had only seen her photos.

The Qi family’s project was not an area that Shang Yanci was involved in, but thinking that Fu’s subsidiary was doing this, he asked the Qin family to sign it with Fu Group.

Fu Siqi didn’t have to worry about the handover of the entire project; he could just lie down and count the money.

While replying to the message from his wife on the phone, Fu Siqi asked with a smile, “When will it be my turn to send a gift?”

Shang Yanci turned the pinky ring and said nothing.

Fu Siqi: “I heard from the foreman that you met the eldest daughter of the Pei family last night, and you were alone in the tea room for nearly half an hour. How was the conversation?”

The private kitchen in City Z was opened by Fu Siqi’s wife Luo Shuying. On the evening when Shang Yanci and Pei Yuning went there to dine, Luo Shuying accidentally lost one of her favorite earrings. So when Fu Siqi was checking the surveillance to find the earring, he inadvertently saw Pei Yuning standing at the corner of the corridor, watching Shang Yanci’s back as he walked into the box.

This video was intercepted by Fu Siqi and sent to Shang Yanci. Although he did not reply, Shang Yanci would come to the private kitchen during this period in the next few days.

He chose a tea room on the second floor and waited for several hours every day.

Fu Siqi offered to help him keep an eye on the video surveillance, but was bluntly rejected by Shang Yanci.

The action of turning the pinky ring paused, and Shang Yanci said carefully: “It was quite harmonious. Before leaving, I added her WeChat.”

Fu Siqi became interested when he heard it, and then asked: “So how was your chat on WeChat?”

Shang Yanci frowned slightly, then relaxed. With slender white fingers, he picked up the fragrant brandy on the table and said in a light voice, “Nothing to talk about.”

After hearing this, Fu Siqi understood.

Shang Yanci sometimes gives people the impression of being an overly rigid and strict pedant. He always sets high standards for himself and likes to seek the ultimate optimal solution when doing things.

Especially when facing Pei Yuning, he would be more cautious.

I didn’t take the initiative to send her a WeChat message because I couldn’t think of a suitable opening line to start the conversation.

As a matter of fact, Pei Yuning had just been cheated on by Shang Heng unilaterally, so it was somewhat inappropriate to talk to her about relationship matters at this moment.

Fu Siqi: “I’m not saying anything bad about you. If it were me, I would propose to Pei Yuning right now. To put it bluntly, there is no emotion in a marriage between wealthy families. How much weight do you think Shang Heng has in her heart?”

Fu Siqi was a straightforward person. He couldn’t help but said it all in one breath: “Instead of watching her marry another man who only cares about her family background and doesn’t love her, you might as well take the initiative this time and let her marry you, the pure love warrior who has been secretly in love with her for many years.”

Shang Yanci thought for a moment and tapped the table with his fingers: “How to take the initiative?”

Fu Siqi: “Tell me what happened between you two last night, from the moment you met. I will analyze it for you based on my experience.”

So Shang Yanci recounted everything about Pei Yuning last night, including the content of their conversation, without missing a word.

“I think Pei Yuning is somewhat interested in you, otherwise why would she ask you if you are a bachelor, and she has even found an excuse for the next meeting.” Fu Siqi looked at him dissatisfied and said, “Seize the opportunity, you can’t let the girl take the initiative all the time.”

Fu Siqi made a “tsk” sound and sighed, “If I were to continue at your speed, my wife would have been chased away by her childhood sweetheart’s brother long ago. Shang Heng is cheating on you right now, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. Miss this time, huh.”

Shang Yanci seemed to be lost in thought, his long eyelashes drooped, covering his amber eyes.

The manager came over, bent down and whispered something in Fu Siqi’s ear.

After listening to this, Fu Siqi smiled meaningfully, raised his hand to indicate that he understood, and the manager turned and left.

“Miss Pei is surrounded by many people who are willing to take the initiative.” Fu Siqi picked up the whiskey on the table and used the rim of the glass to hide the obvious smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shang Yanci frowned, pursed his lips, and rarely showed his emotions: “What do you mean?”

Fu Siqi happily said: “Song Qingyi spent several hours selecting a male model yesterday. The requirements were extremely strict. The news spread in the circle. I thought she was selecting it for herself. After all, she has liked male models for a long time. It turns out that she selected it for her best friend Miss Pei, who is playing on the third floor now. Song Qingyi is also a person with a bad temper. This is to create momentum for Pei Yuning to slap Shang Heng in the face.” When

the message came from the mobile phone, Fu Siqi took a look, replied, and stood up.

“My wife has given instructions to go home. That’s what men with curfew should do.” Fu Siqi smiled affectionately, replied the message, and patted Shang Yanci on the shoulder. “Miss Pei is in 3019 right now. You can do whatever you want. Think carefully about what I said. It’s the experience of a successful married man.”

After that, Fu Siqi left the lounge in a brisk pace.

Shang Yanci leaned back into the soft leather sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and folded his hands in front of him.

Outside the window was the night scene with the lights just coming on. The sound of musical instruments in the lounge was still going on, and this time it changed to “A Thousand Years”.

At a certain moment, the beating of my wrist pulse touched the pocket watch in my vest pocket, like a silent resonance of the same frequency.

At this moment, Shang Yanci opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the mobile phone on the table.