Pastry House of Superstars

Chapter 220

However, Luo Yuan, who was brought by Xin Weiwei, has always been like a marginal person, forgotten by everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

He felt his face was burning, not sick, nor shy, but angry.

After being embarrassed for a long time, Luo Yuan finally plucked up the courage to tug Xin Weiwei, "How long are you going to stay here?"

The bar was too noisy, and Xin Weiwei, who was drunk and hazy, couldn't hear him clearly. She tilted her head to look at him, her face a little impatient, "What are you doing?"

Just as Luo Yuan was about to say more, Ruan Zi slapped his head, as if he suddenly remembered something.

He picked up a wine glass and squatted hard on the table a few times to attract everyone's attention.

Under the violent force, the scarlet liquid inside splashed everywhere, as crazy as everyone on the scene.

The red liquid flows slowly on the black marble tabletop, lively and fragrant, with an indescribably enchanting charm.

"Look at my brain, I forgot about the honored guest." Ruan Zi stood up crookedly, raised his hands high, and then pointed straight at Luo Yuan like two javelins, "Pay attention when you come and come, let's invite this one, Ah ha ha, what's your name?"

Luo Yuan's complexion was blue and red, but it was not obvious under the cover of the light, "Luo Yuan."

"Ah, Luo Yuan!" Ruan Zi nodded, but obviously didn't take it to heart, "Luo Yuan, I heard he's a big star?"

"That's not right!" Someone answered with a smile, "We, Weiwei, went out in person to win an advertisement for him!"

"Good star," Ruan Zi slapped his hands a little crazy, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and then suggested, "Then how about letting us big stars sing a song? It just so happens that everyone knows each other!"

Surrounded by applause, Luo Yuan kept telling himself to be patient, to be patient, he could not afford to offend any of these people.

"I'm sorry," he tried his best to maintain a gentle and calm expression, "I can't sing."

"Sing any one you want!" Ruan Zi said indifferently, then waved his arms and called the waiter, "Come here, bring the song list!"

Seeing that some waiters really began to walk this way, Luo Yuan was also a little flustered, and repeatedly emphasized that he could not sing.

He's real and can't sing.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little stiff, and the smile on Ruan Zi's face gradually disappeared, replaced by coldness and impatience.

He squinted his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and said dismissively, "I praise you, you really think you are a horn, don't you?"

Luo Yuan was stunned, he really didn't expect the other party to turn his back when he said it.

Ruan Zi looked at him coldly, with contempt on his face, "No way, don't you guys want to mix in everything? You can accompany drinks, but you can't sing?"

Before the words were finished, several men and women sitting next to him also complained a little unhappy, "Weiwei, this time the one you found is disobedient, and it's too embarrassing for us."

"That's right, cut, why are big men so reserved?"

Everyone was watching his excitement, and no one even came out to smooth things over!

Luo Yuan only felt a surge of enthusiasm, and he subconsciously looked at Xin Weiwei, hoping to get a little support from her.

Unexpectedly, Xin Weiwei, who was already half drunk, raised her eyelids casually, "If you want to sing, you can sing."

There was a bang in the head, as if tons of explosives exploded inside!

Luo Yuan couldn't believe his ears. He opened and closed his lips a few times with difficulty, his voice was so dry that he said, "Wei Wei, you know, I really can't sing."

Xin Weiwei was very displeased, "They are all my friends, don't be ignorant."

(End of this chapter)