Chapter 10

Leaving Xuanhua Chunshu, Tang Ling took off his coat because of the heat, keeping on a thin white shirt.

Thinking of them at the glitzy night banquet, Tang Ling simply drove the car to An Lan Building.

Ah Lan Building is a small and well-known alley bar in City Z. Every day night falls, and tourists from all over the world will come to check it out. It is a blissful place where locals can drink all night.

The disadvantage is that thee are many people, but the advantage is that it is a little remote here, and there are few people who know him.

Just in case, tang Ling put on a cowboy baseball cap and walked to the bar the often goes to.

The location was a bit hidden. At the alley, the Chinese-style retro door was decorated with a doorknob with a copper ring. After entering there was a crimson tassel hanging from the top in front of Tang Ling's face. He pushed the tassel away and walked in. He could see the dimly square bar counter with old-fashioned love songs.

The bartender was also the owner of this clean bar, called Jiao Chenen. He had a big, curled orange hair and liked to wear a translucent shirt with a large plum tattoo on his back, which was gorgeous and moving.

As soon as Tang Ling sat down against the bar, Jiao Chenen served him a glass of plum wine.

"I want to drink something today." Tang Ling said with one hand on his chin, still picking up plum wine.

Jiao Chenen shook the silver shaker in his hand, and said in a high voice: "No, you don't want to drink."

He knew Tang Ling, but when he heard that he started working a month ago, he stopped coming. Was he free again today?

Tang Ling smiled dryly, drank the plum wine, and waited for Jiao Chenen to give him another glass.

A tall figure sat next to him, dressed tightly with a white mask under his lowered hat. The only thing that can clearly ee his narrow and deep eyes is from the expose sideburns.

Tang Ling realized that he was being watched, and the man turned his head keenly and looked at him.

"Your drink." Jiao Chenen put the goblet between the two.

The man nodded politely: "Thank you."

Just like that, Tang Ling drank it.

After drinking, the ma also said something similar to Tang Ling.

"I would rather drink plum wine."

Jiao Chenen's best routine is to give them a new glass, let them change drinks, and make friends on the way.

Tang Ling glanced at his glass of brown drink, swallowed, and said, "Hello, let's change the drink."

The man raised his hand to pull off the mask on the ears, and introduced himself with a smile on his face, "Hello, I'm Shen Yuancong."

Shen Yuancong?

Tang Ling finds his name inexplicably familiar but couldn't remember where he saw it.

Maybe because of his tall stature, he had an invisible aura oppressing himself. There was a tall nose bridge under the star eyes of Jianmei, and the lip color is powdery, and he smiles verry softly.

"Hello, Tang Ling." He responded.

After that, the two exchanged glasses.

Shen Yuancong's gaze had not turned away from Tang Ling for a while, not as if he were looking at him, but admiring him.

He is used to seeing the rouge and vulgar fans in the circle, and there are so many good-looking people outside the circle, but with his red lips and white teeth, and his eyes seem to be shining brightly.

He looked clean and pure.

Jiao Chenen didn't say that the place had been booked by Shen Yuancong today. Since Shen didn't look like he minded it, he didn't say anything.

It seemed that he was more reliable than Yun Xiao.

This so-called spirit was nothing more than plum wine with more alcohol. Tang Ling knows the alcoholic properties of a few glasses very well.

There is always low air pressure in the car.

Xiang Chen sent him to Xuanhua Chinshu according to Mr. Yun's wishes, but when he arrived, he saw the young lady Yunlin ran out and come towards their car.

"Little Miss, what's the matter?" Xiang Chen lowered the car window and asked.

She didn't seem to find Yun Xiao in the back seat, thinking Xiang Chen was here to pick Tang Ling.

Yun Lin threw a voice recorder to him and smiled and said, "It's okay, Brother Ling has already gone back. You give this to my brother. Bye!"

Yun Xiao looked at the figure running away from him and took the recorder Xiang Chen gave him.