"Well, let''s go and dance."


    Seeing that Zeng Mingyue had been lazy and couldn''t lift any interest, Yang Qiqi dragged her to the dance floor.


    Who knows, as soon as Zeng Mingyue got up, the mobile phone in her pocket hummed and vibrated.


    She motioned to Yang Qiqi and frowned and took out her mobile phone.


    "Your father? Do you want to answer?"


    Yang Qiqi looked at the flashing caller ID on the mobile phone screen and asked with a worried frown.


    As Zeng Mingyue''s good friend, she naturally knows that the relationship between Zeng Mingyue and her family is tense. It''s no good for her great father to call Zeng Mingyue.


    "Don''t answer! Just walk away and pretend you don''t hear."


    Yang Qiqi said and grabbed the mobile phone to help Zeng Mingyue put it back in her bag.


    Zeng Mingyue hesitated. In fact, she knew what Zeng Changdong called for.


    Zeng Changdong asked her to take Fu Jiabei back to Zeng''s house for dinner this week. Tomorrow is the appointed time.


    At this moment, Zeng Changdong called. It must be for this matter.


    "Qiqi, I''ll answer the phone and come back soon."


    After a hesitation, Zeng Mingyue decided to answer the phone first. She shouted to Yang Qiqi, took the phone and went to the bathroom.


    "Ah! Yueyue!"


    Yang Qiqi frowned as she squeezed out of the crowd. She was a little worried and followed up.


    "Hello."


    Zeng Mingyue went to the bathroom. The music was less noisy. She connected the phone.


    "Yueyue, don''t forget to bring master Fu back tomorrow. Everything at home is ready and will certainly make master Fu feel at home."


    Zeng Changdong thought that he could make friends with the young master of the Fu family tomorrow, which was also a rare kindness to Zeng Mingyue.


    "As I said, the young master of the Fu family is not invited by me at all. I won''t go back tomorrow."


    "Zeng Mingyue! If you don''t bring the master of the Fu family home, your mother won''t want the room before she died!"


    "Oh, it''s up to you. I can''t do it anyway!"


    Zeng Mingyue''s eyes were slightly red, pinched the mobile phone and said in a deep voice.


    It''s not that she doesn''t want to keep her mother''s room. It''s that she really doesn''t know Fu Jiabei well and can''t take him home at all.


    What''s more, even if she could invite Fu Jiabei, she wouldn''t use him like that.


    She can''t.


    "OK! OK, it seems that you have the support of master Fu. I can''t manage you. Then I''ll manage your brother. I''ll betroth your brother and miss Zou right away!"


    Zeng Changdong said angrily.


    Zeng Mingyue''s face changed imperceptibly, and his whole body trembled slightly.


    This is her father. Seeing that his dead mother could not threaten her, he threatened her with his brother''s marriage.


    But Zeng Mingyue couldn''t ignore her brother. She bit her lip.


    "I''ll go back tomorrow!"


    Zeng Changdong nodded with satisfaction as soon as he heard her say so.


    "Will master Fu come with you?"


    "I''ll talk to master Fu and invite him home tomorrow."


    Zeng Mingyue bit her lip and said pale.


    Zeng Changdong laughed, "well, my father will wait for you tomorrow. Tell master Fu that my father is dead."


    When the phone hung up, Zeng Mingyue hung up powerlessly.


    In the men''s room not far away, a tall figure stood by the door, wiping the wine stains on his body with a paper towel.


    This man is Fu Jiabei. He just came into the bar. Before he went to the upper box, he was unlucky to be splashed with some wine, so he had to come and tidy up.


    Unexpectedly, I heard Zeng Mingyue answer the phone unexpectedly.


    What surprised him even more was that he had not seen him for almost a week. He suddenly recognized Zeng Mingyue''s voice, and the girl''s always stunned red face flashed clearly in front of him.


    Obviously, the master Fu in her mouth was talking about him.


    Gee, the content of this phone call is also related to yourself.


    As Fu Jiabei prepared to go out, he stopped in time. He raised his eyebrows and listened carefully to the movement outside.


    Miss Zeng, don''t you really want to invite him home tomorrow?


    At this time, there was another female voice outside.


    "Yueyue, are you okay?"


    Just now Zeng Mingyue called, Yang Qiqi was nearby. When she saw Zeng Mingyue hang up the phone, her face was very bad. She hurried forward to hold Zeng Mingyue and asked with concern.


    Zeng Mingyue shook her head and smiled pale, "it''s all right."


    "Yueyue, do you really want to take master Fu back tomorrow?"


    Yang Qiqi asked with a worried frown.


    Zeng Mingyue shook her head, "where can I have that ability..."


    "Then how did you promise your father? What about tomorrow? If your father knew you were playing with him, he wouldn''t have skinned you?"


    Yang Qiqi immediately became worried.


    Zeng Mingyue smiled bitterly, "you don''t know. My father threatened me that if I didn''t invite young master Fu home tomorrow, he would vacate my mother''s room for Zeng mingrou as a dance room and make an engagement between my brother and miss Zou. You know, my brother doesn''t like Miss Zou at all."


    "Well... Why don''t you mention tomorrow''s business with master Fu? Maybe he''s willing to help."


    Yang Qiqi sympathizes with Zeng Mingyue. The old saying that a stepmother has a stepfather is really good.


    She suggested to Zeng Mingyue.


    Zeng Mingyue closed her lips and shook her head. "Master Fu and I are not that kind of relationship at all. How can I open this mouth? Moreover, Zeng Changdong didn''t follow his good intentions. I took master Fu back. Didn''t I push him into the pit? Absolutely not!"


    Fu Jiabei naturally listened to Zeng Mingyue''s words clearly.


    He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then the corners of his lips gently hooked.


    Originally, he thought that the girl was forced to this point and would certainly ask him. After all, he added her micro signal, and they even kissed inexplicably.


    But she didn''t want to. She didn''t want to ask him at all, nor did she want him to go to Zeng''s house.


    Inexplicably, there was a feeling of being protected by the girl. This feeling touched Jiabei''s heart slightly, with some subtle taste.


    "What about that?"


    Outside, Yang Qiqi was very anxious. She felt that if Zeng Mingyue played Zeng Changdong tomorrow, her father would not be able to get around her.


    "In fact, you can really ask Fu Dashao. After all, it started because of him. If he didn''t suddenly run to your house, you wouldn''t be forced by your family. He also has some responsibilities."


    Hearing Yang Qiqi''s words, Fu Jiabei nodded secretly and felt that Yang Qiqi''s words actually had a little truth.


    "Besides, don''t think inviting Fu Dashao to Zeng''s house is pushing people into the fire pit. Your house is a fire pit for you and a tiger''s den for others. Fu Dashao can''t see it at all. Your father can still calculate Fu Dashao?"


    Outside, Yang Qiqi said again.


    She pulled Zeng Mingyue''s arm. "Just ask Fu Dashao. Maybe you can take the opportunity to make an appointment. Hurry up and I''ll open wechat for you." Yang Qiqi said, grabbing her mobile phone and helping Zeng Mingyue open the wechat chat window.