I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 25 Return to Rose Hall

"I will love you till I die. I won't be happy unless I love you to the fullest! How deep is the love..."

In the Rose Hall where Wei Lin left, Fu Jintang was holding the microphone and howling like a ghost, her long hair swinging wildly.

The door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and Wei Linru, like a foreman, brought three male models and lined up in front of the LCD screen.

"Hello, Sister Fu!"

Wei Lin also followed the male model, bowing to Fu Jintang with a smile on his face.

He was genuinely smiling.

He didn't expect that this sister's singing voice was so heroic... and pleasant.

Fu Jintang, who was not good at cooking but loved to sing, stopped yelling awkwardly, sat down, picked up his wine glass, and squinted at the three young men who had just come in.

Putting aside their appearance, the three young men standing side by side with Wei Lin were all at least 1.8 meters tall.

The same white shirt, loose-fitting trousers, and polished Oxford leather shoes.

Fashion is all online.

The grade is obviously one or two levels higher than those guys before.

Seeing the newcomer with good looks, height and clothes, Fu Jintang felt much better and said with a smile: "To play in this kind of place, you still have to find a local boss."

Wei Lin encouraged: "Sister Fu, pick one?"

"They all look the same. Come and help me pick one." Fu Jintang picked up a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and started eating it elegantly, completely different from the heart-wrenching howl he had just had.

"Just you."

Wei Lin pointed at a young man with stubble on his face and said with a smile, "I just asked their manager, and I heard that this guy sings the best. I'll stay and sing a few songs for you, Sister Fu."

Hu Jing, who was named, had astonishment written in his eyes.

The other two had stunned expressions.

"It's you! What's your name?" Wei Lin asked knowingly.

"Uh, Hu Jing, my name is Hu Jing."

Hu Jing, who had been warned before coming in, looked flattered and professionally poured wine for Fu Jintang and Wei Lin.

The other two bowed, smiled and shouted, "I hope Sister Fu has fun!" and then left.

"Sister Fu, I toast to you!"

Hu Jing poured himself a good drink, squatted down in front of Fu Jintang, put his glass very low, and said respectfully: "Welcome Sister Fu to our restaurant!"

After drinking, Fu Jintang took a sip before turning to Wei Lin.

"Okay, go find a song you're good at and sing it first."

Wei Lin pointed to the karaoke station.

"Uh, okay."

Hu Jing went to order songs with a bitter face.

"Alright, Wei Lin, you look pretty good at playing in places like this."

Fu Jintang joked.

She took a look at the almost empty bottle of foreign liquor and was about to call the manager over when she saw the manager come in with a bottle of the same Hennessy VSOP.

The manager put down the wine, bowed and smiled at Fu Jintang, then turned and left.

"You two know each other, right?"

Fu Jintang snorted lightly, his bright eyes showing no sign of drunkenness, and he clearly had a good alcohol tolerance. "The manager who came in, and the three male models you brought with you, should all know you, right?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Wei Lin touched his nose, sighed, and said, "When I was in college, I was angry with my family and decided to be independent. I worked part-time in a bar for a while."

Fu Jintang was surprised: "What kind of part-time job at a bar?"

"Like the others, I started out as a male model. Later, because my body couldn't take it anymore, I switched to being a foreman, and then a manager." Wei Lin looked ashamed and regretful as he continued to brag seriously, "The manager who just delivered the wine was a male model who used to work in my group. Now he has finally made it."

Hu Jing, who had just ordered a song, froze for a moment, thinking to himself, "I never thought our boss had such a shameful past!"

"Brother Wei..."

Thinking that Wei Lin had also worked at Yangyanghong, and had worked his way up from a male model and foreman to a manager, and had successfully left this circle and started a business outside, Hu Jing was immediately in awe.

"No wonder the other guests looked at us like slaves and dogs, only Brother Wei looked at us like human beings!"

"Brother Wei, a role model for our generation!"

Hu Jing was so excited that he changed the song temporarily and moved it up.

"Going in the clouds, coming in the wind, carrying a body covered in dust! My heart is broken, my feelings are cold, and my tears are dry!"

Hu Jing sang "Hero's Tears" at the top of his lungs with a voice even more terrifying than Fu Jintang's. Even his eyes became wet with emotion.

"Brother Wei! I've done it, you can do whatever you want!" Hu Jing raised his head and drank the whole cup in one gulp.

Fu Jintang's toothpick, which he was using to pick up the watermelon, froze in mid-air. He asked seriously, "He's the one who sings the best?"

She didn't believe even a single punctuation mark in Wei Lin's previous nonsense, but she thought Wei Lin was very interesting, and the two of them had already changed the subject and talked about other things.

Unexpectedly, Hu Jing, who was automatically brought into the mood, suddenly howled wildly with great emotion, which scared Fu Jintang.

"It's just like that in a small place. His singing voice is already a hit in every genre."

Wei Lin whispered, raised his glass in the air towards Hu Jing, and took a big sip with a smile.

Feeling recognized, Hu Jing sang even harder, his voice becoming a hit.

"One day, I will escape from this hellhole like Brother Wei!"

Hu Jing swore secretly.

"You picked such a good person for me." Listening to Hu Jing's beastly singing, Fu Jintang smiled and said, "Come on, Wei Lin, let's continue the finger-guessing game!"

She can drink a lot. Not long after, Wei Lin started to stagger when he went to the toilet, but she remained as steady as a rock.

An hour and a half later, the drunk Wei Lin pulled Hu Jing over and played Truth or Dare with her.

After some tentative confessions, only half a bottle of the two bottles of liquor was left.

Wei Lin, who didn't know how much he had drunk, suggested playing a game of dare, and Fu Jintang readily agreed.

After the rock-paper-scissors game, Wei Lin won, and Fu Jintang lost again when competing with Hu Jing.

Wei Lin, who was drunk, wanted to make Fu Jintang happy, so he asked her to find someone to kiss or drink half a glass of wine.

In the box, the only men were him and Hu Jing.

He thought that since Fu Jintang liked to play in this kind of place, he should be able to have fun, otherwise drinking a few glasses of wine would be considered acceptable.

"I knew you wanted to take advantage of me."

Fu Jintang smiled lightly and cursed softly, then put his arms around Wei Lin's neck and gave him a sweet kiss.

Wei Lin was stunned for a moment, "This script is wrong..."

The next moment, he chose to respond enthusiastically, turning the light lip kiss into a passionate kiss.

In the end, Fu Jintang couldn't stand him anymore and pushed him away.

Hu Jing touched his nose and tactfully went to the song request booth again, ready to sing a few more songs to liven up the atmosphere for the two of them.

Seeing his attitude, Wei Lin suddenly felt a headache and hurriedly said, "Xiao Hu, stop singing and come over to pour us some wine!"

……

Half past one in the morning.

Fu Jintang supported Wei Lin all the way from the Rose Hall to his car, waved to a designated driver, and told him the hotel where he was staying.

"Is that all you can drink?"

Looking at Wei Lin lying limply on him, Fu Jintang sighed, feeling that he had not had enough fun.

A quarter of an hour later, the car was about to arrive at the hotel. Fu Jintang pushed Wei Lin anxiously: "Wei Lin, are you okay? Where is your home? I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"Home, home, home." Wei Lin couldn't give a specific address.

"Hey, in the end, I still have to take care of you, you troublesome guy."

Fu Jintang was helpless and could only let the designated driver take the car and leave, and then dragged Wei Lin out of the car.

Before getting off the car, Wei Lindong grabbed and pulled things here and there, and did not forget to take his small bag containing the contract and official seal.

After stumbling and struggling to reach the hotel lobby, Fu Jintang was exhausted. He quickly called the duty manager over to help support Wei Lin and ordered, "Open a new room for me."

The manager on duty glanced at Wei Lin and said with embarrassment: "Sorry, all the rooms are full today."

"All full?"

Fu Jintang looked suspicious.

The manager on duty smiled wryly and nodded: "Sorry, we received a group this afternoon, so it's really full."

"Forget it, just take me to the 12th floor." Fu Jintang said helplessly.

"Okay!"

According to hotel rules, if a guest brings a stranger in in the middle of the night, a duty manager like him will need the other party to show their ID card for registration.

But since the person brought here was Wei Lin, that’s naturally not necessary.

……

　In the new week, Lao Ni is looking for follow-up reading and a monthly ticket support, thank you~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)