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Chapter 37: Some People Are Unwilling to Ride in My Car
After finishing the meal, Yao Ning said she wasn’t satisfied and insisted on dragging the three of them to a bar.
The bar was a bit far from the restaurant, but luckily, Fu Xingjian, Yao Qian, and Xu Huanran all drove there. Yao Ning had come in her brother’s car, but now she had to switch to Fu Xingjian’s car to go to the bar.
“Xingjian drives steadily, I feel at ease sitting in his car,” she winked at Fu Xingjian.
Fu Xingjian smiled, but then remembered how Lin Ran repeatedly refused to ride in his car. He self-deprecatingly said, “Thanks for the compliment, but some people aren’t willing to ride in my car.”
“Huh? Who is that, so ungrateful?!” Yao Ning asked.
“Nothing, let’s go,” Fu Xingjian replied.
On the road, Yao Ning, sitting in the passenger seat, naturally turned on the music and skillfully opened the storage compartment beside her to pull out a luxury brand pair of sunglasses to wear, calling it “sun protection.”
As she opened the compartment, she casually glanced inside at the other items: snacks, small dolls, and sun protection products.
Yao Ning felt happy; even after all these years, Fu Xingjian still kept the things she liked, showing she was still the most special person in his heart.
“You’ve been back in the country for a while now. Has your mother introduced anyone to you?” To confirm her guess, Yao Ning directly asked.
Fu Xingjian looked puzzled. “Introduced what?”
“Introduced you to a blind date! You’re 27 now, and in three years, you’ll be 30. Isn’t your mom anxious?”
Like her brother, her mother was extremely eager. At the peak, she even arranged five blind dates a week for Yao Qian, making him really annoyed.
“No.”
“What? No way! My brother and Xu Huanran are constantly being urged by the elders in the family!”
“Maybe my mom has given up. Anyway, no matter how much she pressures me, it’s no use.”
“Oh, really? Hehe,” Yao Ning said happily, “It’s fine. Even though we’re almost 30, I still feel like a little girl. The word ‘marriage’ has nothing to do with me!”
“Mm.” Fu Xingjian simply responded while focusing on driving.
Soon, they arrived at the bar. When Fu Xingjian parked the car, Xu Huanran had already sent the room number in the group chat.
Yao Ning immediately called it boring. “Going to a bar to sit in a private room and drink is like a date where you only hold hands—how boring!”
Xu Huanran immediately understood and said, “I’ll switch to a booth.”
Bars on weekends are usually crowded, and booths typically need to be reserved in advance. However, the bar owner knew the right moment and quickly set them up with an impressive booth.
Not disappointing the owner, the group ordered drinks worth tens of thousands, and the owner left happily, instructing the staff to take good care of them.
Nearby, others joked around, especially Xu Huanran and Yao Ning. One flirted with women, while the other checked out handsome men, both having a great time.
Fu Xingjian casually sipped his drink when he suddenly heard his name mentioned.
At first, he thought he was hearing things, but when he turned to see where the voice came from, he raised an eyebrow and listened carefully.
Zhuo Ting, having heard Lin Ran say that Fu Xingjian had scolded her, slammed her hand on the table, startling the man across from her and making him choke on his drink.
“Damn, Fu Xingjian has such a sharp tongue! I curse him to eat instant noodles without the seasoning packet, order takeout without chopsticks, and drink beer without a bottle opener!”
Lin Ran chuckled. “He’s the president of Yutou Group. He doesn’t eat instant noodles, doesn’t order takeout, and definitely doesn’t drink beer. None of your curses would work on him.”
Zhuo Ting complained about wanting to change her curse, but Lin Ran stopped her.
She took a sip of a sweet and slightly strange-tasting drink.
“To be fair, this isn’t really Fu Xingjian’s fault.”
Unexpectedly, Fu Xingjian, with his legs crossed, straightened his back and leaned slightly to listen more closely.
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