The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 406 The Butterfly Flutters Its Wings
Wednesday afternoon, Lonely Corner Pub.

"Hu Yifei, there is something I have been holding in my heart for a long time. I have always wanted to ask you, but I don't know whether I should ask you or not."

At the bar, Zhang Wei spoke to Hu Yifei shyly. Wen Sheng, who was also standing next to them, took a sip of wine and came over curiously.

Is Zhang Wei so brave now?
Hu Yifei put down the bottle and said with a smile, "If you have something to say, please say it quickly."

"Who is Hu Yidao to you?"

"..."

Wen Sheng said happily: "Zhang Wei, you are amazing. Why don't you ask Hu Yitong if he is also related to Yifei?"

Hu Yifei hit him on the shoulder in annoyance, and then said to Zhang Wei helplessly: "Zhang Wei, Brother Wei, you have been learning how to chat up with people from Lu Ziqiao for so long, and this is all you have learned?"

Seeing that his pick-up tactics didn't work, Zhang Wei lost his momentum. He picked up his beer and gulped down two mouthfuls before saying dejectedly, "But... Ziqiao told me that the common way to start a conversation with a girl is to ask an interesting question to quickly get closer!"

"Then do you think the question you just asked is interesting?" Hu Yifei smiled, but gradually became more serious.

Zhang Wei gave a dry laugh and could only continue drinking with his head down.

Wen Sheng thought about it and asked curiously: "Zhang Wei, how many girlfriends have you had in these years?"

"Uh... let me think about it." Zhang Wei tilted his head and fell into deep thought. Finally, he said seriously, "Two. The first one was the one I dated when I was in college. She was more than ten years older than me. The second one... was my ex-fiancée."

"Wow! Small quantity but high quality." Hu Yifei sneered.

Wen Sheng smiled and said, "I heard Ziqiao say before that he introduced you to Yifei. Didn't you two chat at that time... very happy?"

"..."

For a moment, both of them felt awkward.

Hu Yifei said angrily: "That was Lu Ziqiao who tricked me at that time. How could I fall in love with him?"

"If Lu Ziqiao hadn't fooled me, I wouldn't have gone to meet you."

"you!"

"Alright, alright." Wen Sheng interrupted the two people who were about to quarrel, and then said to Zhang Wei, "But weren't you actually quite good at chatting with girls at that time? Otherwise, Yifei wouldn't have asked Ziqiao for your contact information later."

"..."

Now Hu Yifei was the only one who felt embarrassed. Zhang Wei instantly shook off his frustration and became himself again, laughing: "Really? Was I that charming then?"

"Zhang Wei, if you want to crawl back to the apartment later, you can try asking again." Hu Yifei put her hand on his shoulder and spoke again with a smile.

Zhang Wei decisively lowered his head to drink, while Hu Yifei glared at Wen Sheng again: "Don't bring up that. If you have the ability, you can help Zhang Wei pick up girls now!"

"I'm checking his pulse, aren't I?" Wen Sheng shrugged innocently, "The fact is that Zhang Wei is not lacking in the ability to pick up girls. The current situation is probably caused by the sequelae of his ex-fiancee running away from the marriage."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei's face changed again and again, and finally chose to remain silent, so Hu Yifei sneered again and said: "Now that you have taken his pulse, is it time to prescribe medicine?"

"This..." Wen Sheng thought about it seriously, "Time is the best medicine, everything will pass."

"Tsk." Hu Yifei snorted disdainfully, then turned to Zhang Wei and said, "Brother Wei, prescribing medicine is probably useless. Why don't I give you a stimulation therapy to get rid of the root of your troubles, and let's be good sisters together."

"..."

Zhang Wei was silent for two seconds, then he broke free from Hu Yifei's hand and put the bottle heavily on the bar: "Okay, it's just chatting up girls. I'm just temporarily influenced by my ex. My charm... this is called inner qualities!"

After a pause, he continued, "With my face and temperament, are you afraid that I won't be able to find a girlfriend?"

"..."

Hu Yifei turned around and looked at Wen Sheng, then clinked the bottles together and just focused on drinking.

"Huh?" Hu Yifei spoke again. She looked in one direction of the bar and said, "Zhang Wei, there's someone watching you over there."

"Where? Where?" Zhang Wei immediately became excited when he heard this. He looked in the direction Hu Yifei pointed, and then his expression froze.

Hu Yifei smiled and said, "But it looks like a man."

"..."

"Look at that physique and that size, Zhang Wei, I'm afraid you can't hold it."

"That guy is the one I went upstairs to negotiate with yesterday!" Zhang Wei's face turned pale when he saw the man.

Wen Sheng suddenly realized, "He was the one who took off your pants?"

"..."

"Take off your pants?" Hu Yifei raised her voice and then became excited, "Zhang Wei, do you really want to be my sister? Then you..."

"Shut up, please!" Zhang Wei interrupted with an unpleasant look on his face, "If I had known that Yu Mo's ring was found, I wouldn't have gone up there. I lost a pair of pants because of it."

"But obviously, although you lost your pants, you gained a man's...attention."

"Who wants his attention?! Can you be more healthy?" Zhang Wei looked unhappy, and then he argued, "We fought fiercely. Don't look at his big size. I was the fourth place winner of the Law Summer Camp Judo Competition for three consecutive years, and I almost won the third place in the last one."

"Then why did you lose a pair of pants?"

"That's..." Zhang Wei's expression froze for several seconds before he answered, "Don't you know that in some places the custom is that the victor of a battle will put his pants on the head of the loser? That's a humiliation from the winner to the loser!"

"humiliation?"

At this time, Wen Sheng asked doubtfully: "But when you came back last night, you looked like the loser, right?"

"That's just pretend!"

"..."

Hu Yifei and Wen Sheng looked at each other again and clinked glasses. Everything was said without words.

"But now this loser is looking at you with...disdain!" Hu Yifei said again after finishing her drink.

"It's not disdain, it's... disobedience! Yes, disobedience!"

In order to cover up his original lie, Zhang Wei had no choice but to continue lying.

Hu Yifei patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder again and said with a smile: "What are you going to do now? Should you let him continue to look at you with disapproving eyes, or should you completely conquer him?"

"I..." The pretender was embarrassed when he met the real sister, "I... am a lawyer, and I don't advocate using force to resolve conflicts."

"So what parts did you use to fight last night?"

"Hu Yi Fei!"

"What do you want?"

"You can insult my strength, but you cannot insult my personality." Zhang Wei said harshly, and then he was about to go find the bodybuilding coach who pulled down his pants.

"Wait!" Wen Sheng stopped him in time, then said with a smile, "Lawyer Zhang, why do you have to do this a second time? Why don't you let a rough guy like me help you deal with him?"

"You?" Zhang Wei's face lit up with joy, and a feeling of being saved suddenly emerged from his heart, but he quickly suppressed it and pretended, "This... is not good, right? He is my opponent."

"I'm your neighbor. Isn't it normal for me to help you defeat your opponent again? Why don't you give me this opportunity?"

"Well... since you've asked me to do so, it would be unreasonable for me not to agree." Zhang Wei couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He looked at Hu Yifei and then at Wen Sheng, "I'll give you this glorious opportunity!"

"Thank you, Lawyer Zhang." Wen Sheng smiled, "But you need to take out the garbage for me for another three months."

"You..." Zhang Wei's face changed, "I gave you a chance."

"Wash clothes for another three months." Wen Sheng said with a smile.

"..."

"Zhang Wei, come on! If you continue like this, you will have to do Wensheng's cleaning work for a year." Hu Yifei said happily.

Zhang Wei's face twitched a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Deal."

"Wait for my triumphant return."

Wen Sheng raised his eyebrows, put down the bottle of wine, and walked towards the muscular bodybuilding coach.

Zhang Wei stared at Wen Sheng and said to Hu Yifei, "Yifei, do you think Wen Sheng can beat him?"

"Don't worry, Wen Sheng is different from you. There is a sense of energy between masters. I can feel that Wen Sheng is also capable." Hu Yifei chuckled, "Besides, my sister is here, so I can deal with him at worst."

"Deal with him? Yifei, who are you going to deal with?"

Just then, a voice came from behind the two of them.

Hu Yifei turned around and immediately laughed: "Yumo, are you off work?"

"Yes, now that my diamond ring is back, I'm in the mood to go to work again." Qin Yumo walked over with a smile and ordered a glass of wine from the bartender.

"Go to work according to your mood...haha." Zhang Wei envied, "Can you be so casual? Rich woman."

"Of course...it's fake. I've asked for leave." Qin Yumo laughed.

It is worth mentioning that if the eight people in the apartment are ranked according to their personal assets and wealth, Qin Yumo would be at the top of the list.

In addition to her considerable salary as a senior beauty consultant at L'Oreal, she also has boxes of high-end cosmetics and luxury bags, as well as a sports car and a villa.

These do not include the cash in her bank card. After all, in the original drama, if she lost her cell phone, she could just buy something else, and if she lost her car keys, she could just buy a car.

These were all her personal assets, not gifts from her fiancé, otherwise she would have thrown the ring away when they broke up in the original drama. Even though Wen Sheng's wealth continued to grow in the financial market after he traveled through time, he was still far behind this rich woman.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now?" After the wine came, Qin Yumo took a sip and asked.

"Oh, are we watching how Wen Sheng helps Zhang Wei deal with that muscular man?"

"Hey, it's not helping, it's me, giving Wensheng a chance to help me!" Zhang Wei corrected.

Qin Yumo almost vomited out the wine he had drunk when he heard this.

"what?"

"Look over there."

Following the direction Hu Yifei pointed, Qin Yumo saw Wen Sheng chatting about something with the fat man who had been mean to her before, and they both looked over at her.

"Why didn't they fight?" Hu Yifei was a little confused.

"Maybe... they are competing with each other in internal strength." Zhang Wei replied.

Qin Yumo, on the other hand, began to feel uncomfortable all over, and subconsciously thought of what happened last night, as well as... the scene of returning the gift.

I really don’t know if last night’s return gift was a mistake.

"Hey, why did that fat guy run away?"

Zhang Wei's voice brought Qin Yumo back to his senses, and then he saw Wen Sheng walking towards him.

She looked down at the black stockings under her skirt and wanted to leave, but the high heels on her feet seemed to be rooted to the floor, preventing her from moving at all.

In these few seconds of confusion, Wen Sheng had already walked over, stood beside Qin Yumo naturally and said with a smile: "Oh, Yumo is here too."

"Yeah." Qin Yumo adjusted his mentality and said casually, "What happened just now?"

"Yeah, what did you say to the fat guy? Why did he run away?" Zhang Wei asked impatiently.

"Did you threaten him?"

Wen Sheng took a sip of wine and laughed, "Almost. I said that Lawyer Zhang is a judo master and I am Lawyer Zhang's younger brother. If he doesn't disappear from Lawyer Zhang's sight, I will be rude to him and let Lawyer Zhang use legal weapons to put an end to him. This kind of double attack from the physical and mental levels, he who eats protein powder will naturally not be able to withstand it and will run away. And I promise that he will stay away from any place where Lawyer Zhang appears in the future!"

"Really?" Zhang Wei was skeptical at first, but when he saw Wen Sheng's sincere expression, he immediately burst into laughter, "I knew that evil could never defeat justice! Hahahaha..."

Zhang Wei laughed out loud, then walked away with the bottle of wine in his hand.

When there were only three people left, Hu Yifei couldn't help but ask, "Is what you just said really true?"

"Hmm..." Wen Sheng thought for a moment and nodded and shook his head, "He will really stay away from Zhang Wei in the future. He is also afraid of Zhang Wei's physical and mental attacks, but these two aspects are not fists and laws."

"what is that?"

"Oh, I said that Zhang Wei was a little excited after he stripped his pants last night. I thought he was sending some kind of signal, so today Lawyer Zhang changed into a new pair of pants that are resistant to taking off but not tearing, hoping to get better advice from him. Lawyer Zhang also specially wore a pair of white socks today."

"..."

Hu Yifei and Qin Yumo widened their eyes and asked in disbelief: "That's it?"

"That's it in a nutshell."

"Oh." Hu Yifei nodded, but Qin Yumo asked in confusion, "What does little white socks mean?"

"..."

Hu Yifei was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain to her, so Wen Sheng smiled and said, "It looks good, it's meaningless, just like the black stockings you're wearing today, besides looking good, does it have any other meaning?"

"..."

Qin Yumo was speechless. He clenched his fists and said coldly, "Nothing!"

"Isn't it over then?"

Wen Sheng smiled. Although he only took a look last night, the scene on the sofa still left a deep impression on him.

how to say?

Late last night, the moonlight passed through the gap in the curtains, interweaving and lingering with the dim light of the table lamp, and wandering together among the black silk threads, as if a silk stocking was quietly absorbing the gauze of light, and like a layer of mist lightly covering it, so thin that you could glimpse the delicate texture of the skin underneath.

Qin Yumo changed his posture slightly, and the hollow pattern began to flow like breathing. The fine mesh at the ankles filtered the light from the moon and the lamp into broken diamonds, and the folds behind the knees were like Van Gogh's rotating nebula, leaving a shadowy gift from its owner at the junction of light and shadow in the middle of the night...

In the bar.

"By the way, Wensheng, I heard you talk about writing a song before, how is it going?" Hu Yifei asked as she remembered something.

Qin Yumo, who was standing by, also turned his gaze to Wen Sheng's face. What other abilities did this guy have? Fortunately, he only said he wanted to see one, otherwise...

Wen Sheng looked at the bottle of wine in his hand and said with a smile: "I have written it and recorded it, but it has not been published yet."

"Then when will you send it?" Qin Yumo spoke.

"It depends on the situation. If there is a suitable opportunity, I will post it." Wen Sheng added, "Anyway, I just want to have fun. Don't have too high expectations."

……

I don’t know when Wen Sheng’s song will be released, but Zeng Xiaoxian’s song was released tonight.

"Welcome to listen to "Your Moon, My Heart". I am a good man, Zeng Xiaoxian. Xiaoxian bought a new CD today, "Love Until Death" from Ashin, and I especially want to share it with you..."

"Squeak... Puff... Hiss... Oh, today's CD is a little stuck, so everyone is in luck, because I will sing a real-life live show for everyone..."

"I will love you till I die! It won't be satisfying unless it is thoroughly enjoyed..."

Because he felt that no one listened to his show, Zeng Xiaoxian began to let himself go step by step under the instigation of Lu Ziqiao. Last night he spoke a long and stuttering tongue twister on the show, but what made him despair was that even with such a live broadcast accident, his leader Lisa Rong did not say anything about it.

It’s not that Lisa Rong is magnanimous, but that she has never listened to Zeng Xiaoxian’s show at all.

The editor on the phone didn't listen, and neither did his immediate supervisor. This was the thing that made Zeng Xiaoxian even more desperate, as he was being completely ignored.

So, tonight, he issued an accusation to those who forgot him at midnight!
The heart-wrenching and completely out-of-tune high notes tortured everyone who was actually listening to this show at that moment.

But soon, an unexpected yet reasonable person called Zeng Xiaoxian's hotline.

"Zeng Xiaoxian! Shut up! How can you host a program like this... I'm just confused, why are the nutritional meals in your radio station so good? You can make people's skin so thick... A talking gorilla is ten thousand times better than you. Calling you a coward is an insult to the word..."

Hu Yifei's roar continued to ring out in the program, conveying these words to everyone who was listening to the program at the moment.

If the show "Your Moon My Heart" is on the verge of being shut down in Zeng Xiaoxian's hands, then all the demons will listen to the last episode, the last moment, the last second of the listener, and the only one who will be there is Hu Yifei.

Without Zeng Xiaoxian or anyone else in the apartment knowing, Zeng Xiaoxian's show had long become her lullaby.

All the emotions have long been buried in those countless late nights.

……

However, although it is unknown whether the scolding woke Zeng Xiaoxian up, what is unexpected is that because Hu Yifei's behavior of scolding the host was epoch-making and creative, the listening rate of Zeng Xiaoxian's program soared in the second half of last night and quickly became a hot topic on the entertainment search...

As a result, Zeng Xiaoxian unexpectedly became famous and was scolded.

His unexpected popularity was like a butterfly that caused a storm on the other side of the ocean by flapping its wings, making the already deviated story line... even more deviated.

……

Thursday morning, at the Magic City Radio Station.

After finishing hosting the show, Nuolan turned off the mixing console, took off her headphones and let out a light breath. Just as she stood up, turned her neck and walked out of the studio, the assistant handed her a glass of honey water.

"Sister Lan, here you go."

"How is it? Is the listening rate today about the same as usual?" Nuolan, who needed to protect her throat, asked casually before drinking honey water.

In fact, she hadn't drunk honey water before, but since she had sex with her ex-husband last month, she felt the need to protect her voice. Even though the fans said her voice was better than before when she called in, she always felt a little... psychological.

The assistant pushed up her glasses and said hesitantly, "Sister Lan, the ratings of our show today have dropped a bit, and the calls from listeners are a bit..."

"A call from the audience?" Nuolan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the telephone editor on the other end, "Does the caller have any questions?"

The doll-headed telephone editor also had a strange look on his face: "Sister Lan, many of them are requesting the song 'Love Until Death' today."

"'Love Until Death'?" Nuolan asked in confusion, "Hasn't this song been played before? The response was average."

The content of her program mainly includes morning rush hour traffic reports, music on demand recommendations, and gossip about local life in Shanghai.

The prime time slot in the morning, combined with her outstanding professional ability, has secured her the position of the top anchor of the group's radio station.

As for the song-ordering session, thanks to the help of her ex-husband, she was able to handle this part with ease. From appreciation to commentary, she had unique characteristics and few listeners actively interfered.

"This..." The assistant thought for a moment, took out her phone and opened Weibo to show her, "Sister Lan, late last night, a late-night host in the group sang this song and it became popular, but it was because of scolding."

Nuolan looked at the news on her phone and the audience's insults at the host, and her expression became strange.

"Zeng Xiao Xian……"

Where have I heard this name before?
At this time, the telephone editor raised her hand and said, "Sister Lan, I know Zeng Xiaoxian's telephone editor Judy. I heard from her that the person who scolded Zeng Xiaoxian last night was actually Zeng Xiaoxian's friend who lived in the same apartment."

"Apartment? What apartment?" Nuolan asked sensitively.

"It seems to be Love Apartment. I remember the name. It's very distinctive."

(End of this chapter)