Chapter 147: Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly

Today, the woman's upper body is a long-sleeved black lace cut-out shirt, and her lower body is a short skirt with lotus leaf edges. Because she was sitting and driving, the short skirt slid a little upwards, revealing a section of her white thighs.

Qin Yang took a look at the other party, then withdrew his gaze, and sat in the passenger seat in a well-behaved manner, but he was muttering in his heart, how this woman dresses casually reveals a bit of coquettish and seductive temperament, even if it is just a look , can give people that feeling, it's not easy.

The car starts and slides into traffic.

The woman drove quietly without speaking, and Qin Yang also sat quietly without speaking.

Qin Yang tilted his head slightly, looking at this city that was still unfamiliar to him, looking at the bright lights, his eyes were a little far-reaching.

The woman glanced sideways at Qin Yang, slightly surprised.

Qin Yang is very young, and she also knows that she is a freshman, but in Qin Yang, she sees a calmness that does not belong to his age group.

If you are an ordinary student, sitting in your own car, in such a narrow space, and being alone with a beautiful woman like yourself, you may feel somewhat uncomfortable, and you will always talk to break this strange tranquility, such as where are we going? , topics like what to eat.

But she didn't feel a trace of impatience or discomfort in Qin Yang. He was very calm and composed, and the atmosphere in the car was also very strange. It didn't become dull because of the silence between the two of them, but seemed very quiet. peace.

The corner of the woman's mouth was slightly raised by two points, she is really a very unique little boy.

Qin Yang originally thought that it might be nearby for supper, but he was wrong. The car went all the way, away from the traffic, and then appeared by the river. After driving along the river for a while, it entered a fork. Then I stopped at the entrance of a rather dilapidated food stall.

Qin Yang was a little surprised. From the car the woman drove and the bungalow she lived in, it could be seen that she was wealthy, but this restaurant looked like a very ordinary food stall. Why did she drive so far to eat here? Supper?

Do you want to see the river view?

The location here is good, away from the hustle and bustle of the city center, not far from the wide river, the cool wind blowing from the river makes people feel happy.

"Let's go."

The woman looked sideways slightly, and smiled at Qin Yang: "Although this place is a bit out of the way, the boss's specialty dishes are really good."

Qin Yang smiled, got out of the car, and walked towards the shop with the woman.

"Boss, long time no see."

The male boss in his forties looked at the woman, his eyes lit up: "Miss Zhuang, I'm afraid I haven't seen you for more than a year."

The woman smiled slightly: "Yeah, I've been too busy recently, and I haven't had time to have supper. Are you in good health?"

"good."

The boss glanced at Qin Yang, slightly surprised: "Still the same today?"

The woman smiled and said, "Yes, the spicy snails you make are excellent. I'll bring a friend over to have a taste."

"Okay, you guys sit down first, come right away!"

The boss greeted him warmly, then quickly stood in the kitchen and started to work.

The woman casually sat down in front of an old-looking foldable tabletop, grabbed some paper and wiped the oil stains on the tabletop, and even wiped Qin Yang's face clean.

"Thanks."

Qin Yang thanked him casually, and then asked, "You know the boss here quite well."

The woman smiled and said: "Yes, I used to come here for supper often. If I eat a lot, it will be cooked naturally."

Come here often for supper?

Qin Yang thought of the slightly surprised look in his boss's eyes just now, and thought of a lot in his mind.

You won't come alone for supper, maybe it's Brother Ming in her mouth?

Rich people generally don't come to this place, but she used to come here often, does that mean that her previous financial conditions were not good?

Qin Yang didn't ask questions curiously. He glanced at the big river in the night outside, and said with a smile: "It's quiet here, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It's pleasant to have something to eat and drink."

The woman also looked at the big river outside, and her eyes were a little blurred: "Yes, the weather is getting colder now. If it was two months earlier, in the hot summer, I would eat supper here, drink some cold beer, and enjoy the river breeze. That's called comfort."

The boss put a plate of fried peanuts on the table, and put a case of beer beside him, and put a beer opener: "You guys drink first, the hot food will be ready soon."

"Okay, there's no rush."

The woman picked up the beer opener, opened two bottles of wine neatly, picked up one bottle and filled the glass in front of Qin Yang, and then filled herself.

The woman picked up the wine glass: "Let's get to know each other formally, Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Mengdie's Zhuang Mengdie."

Zhuang Mengdie?

Dream Butterfly Bar?

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, then picked up his wine glass: "Qin Yang, Qin of the Qin Dynasty, Yang of the sun!"

Zhuang Mengdie raised her head, emptied the beer in the glass with a bold gulp, and said with a smile, "Qin Yang, thank you for saving me the day before yesterday and sending me home, otherwise, something might happen."

Qin Yang smiled: "It's just a little effort, you're welcome."

There was a double smile in Zhuang Mengdie's eyes: "I heard about what happened in the back alley of the bar last night. Fortunately, you are fine. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to apologize for the rest of my life."

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "Even if something happens, you don't have to apologize. What I do is my own choice, and I will naturally bear any consequences."

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes were bright: "I was surprised when I heard that you were blocked by Qi Qiang, but I was even more surprised when I heard the result. Qin Yang, you are so powerful that you can be so powerful by yourself. They sent all of Qi Qiang's men to the hospital."

Qin Yang frowned slightly: "Do you know Qi Qiang?"

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "He is the leader of the gangsters in this area, and he knows almost everyone who runs the shop."

Qin Yang asked curiously: "Miss Zhuang, do you also open a shop nearby?"

"Well, yes, it's not far away, so I have enough time to come and listen to you playing the piano."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "What kind of business does Boss Zhuang do?"

Zhuang Mengdie pursed his lips and smiled: "The bar."

Qin Yang was stunned: "The bar?"

Seeing Qin Yang's dazed expression, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't help laughing, bright as a flower: "Yes, the bar is about seven or eight hundred meters away from Mengdie Bar. Dynasty Bar, but it's not Mengdie Bar. Music bars like bars are the louder ones..."

After a short pause, Zhuang Mengdie picked up his beer glass and looked at Qin Yang with a smile: "Are you surprised that I own a bar, why do I go to Mengdie Bar as a guest?"

Qin Yang nodded, and then asked tentatively, "Because of the name of Mengdie Bar?"