Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 29

Chapter 29

"It turns out that the eldest miss avoided me because of the grounding."

The young man's tone was quiet and his eyes were deep, Song Zhi felt guilty for a moment.

For example, on the day of the first confrontation on the track, I threatened to be "more interested in racing cars than racing drivers" but was caught, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassing.

But this time, Song Zhi didn't even find an excuse.

She quickly regained her composure, and even slapped her backwards: "It turns out that the young master doesn't even know how to walk through the front door .", so I had no choice but to take risks."

Song Zhi: ...

She really underestimated the face of the prodigal.

Forget it, the matter has come to this point, and it will appear deliberate to avoid it.

Song Zhi stopped arguing with the young man, and took the initiative to ask, "Okay, what's your job, young master?"

"Miss doesn't want to show you face, so I can only invite you in person."

Chen Yan was silent for a moment, and then asked her again, " Zhou Yichan, will you come with me?"

It was still the same narrow terrace, still the same boy, he asked her this for the second time.

Last time in France, Song Zhi had actually been tempted, but suddenly woke up when Zhou Yichan called. And this time, too.

"Do you want me to refuse again?" She turned her eyes away, not looking into Chen Yan's eyes, "I'm leaving, Chen Yan, let's calm down." Chen Yan suddenly laughed.

He said it as a matter of course: "It is because you are leaving that you should go all the more."

Song Zhi was suspicious and silent, waiting for his performance.

Chen Yan then analyzed with her: "Look, I have declared that you are my childhood friend on the whole network. All of your friends went to the party tonight, but you didn't go, then tomorrow you will be dumped by me on the trending search '"

It was indeed nonsense.

Song Zhibai said, "Tell my dad to stop your sponsorship tonight, and you can go to the hot search tomorrow by yourself."

Chen Yan was not annoyed, and his smile deepened: "This is just like the you I met this time."

He suddenly put away those indecent gestures, and his tone was neither seductive nor seductive, but asked her sincerely: "You I'm about to leave, why don't you come and say goodbye to me seriously?"

Song Zhishang was taken aback.

She wanted to say goodbye now, at this moment, here. But he couldn't say it.

Because she knew that it was Zhou Yichan's farewell, not her own.

In fact, they met in London, although at first they approached Chen Yan because of Zhou Yichan, but later, after the young man unconditionally helped her accompany her through the madness, she had sincerely regarded him as a friend.

There are countless reasons to be alienated, but farewell overrides all.

Song Zhi finally looked into the boy's eyes again.

She raised the corners of her lips and agreed to him: "Okay, you go and wait for me at the gate of the manor."

"What are you waiting for?" Chen Yan seemed too lazy to wait, and wanted to hold her hand and take her away immediately.

Song Zhi naturally avoided it, pointed to the skirt on her body and said, "I don't want to wear a floral skirt for a party where everyone wears full makeup. And—" she said bluntly, "I have to report to my father. "

Chen Yan glanced at her floral dress, and walked towards the main entrance: "Then please dress up slowly, the princess, the driver is going to prepare the car first." "

Why?" Song Zhi grabbed him.

Chen Yan said: "Don't you think it's impolite for me to always climb the wall? I'll go through the front door this time."

Song Zhi kicked his shoe lightly: "Be your Spider-

Man !" She kicked it, and then left without a shape.

And Song Zhi, while sending a message to Zhou Yan, spread out the packed luggage again.

Perhaps it was because Song Zhibao's attitude was too frank, Zhou Yan also readily expressed that he was happy with her, and even told her to have fun.

She even dressed up to attend without the burden.

Chen Yan changed to another sports car today, a silver Lamborghini, which should have been modified. From a distance, you can see the laser film on the car body is illuminated by the sunset, high-profile and arrogant.

The young man lazily leaned against the side of the car, his black shirt unbuttoned, a bit unruly.

Song Zhi stepped on high heels and approached slowly, raised his hand to cover his eyes: "What kind of party is it, to be so exaggerated?"

She looked at the boy, and Chen Yan was also staring at her.

The girl's black long curly hair spread out like ink, and she wore an eye-catching coral red suspender dress, which was a pretty color that seemed to be picked from the sunset, so gorgeous that people couldn't take their eyes off it. She also put on a little make-up, which was actually not too heavy, but somehow people felt that she had a clear and gorgeous temperament.

This was the most flamboyant she had been since the reunion in London.

Chen Yan was a little fascinated.

"What's the matter?"

Song Zhi raised his hand to touch his cheek, and asked strangely, "Did I mess up my makeup?"

Her makeup skills were learned the day she exchanged with Zhou Yichan, because the girl said that Zhou Yan might take her to some formal events. At that time, she would wear a little makeup.

Because of this, Song Zhi suddenly made up for it, but she doesn't like makeup, and there are only a handful of practices after the exchange, so she is worried.

Chen Yan regained consciousness because of the girl's hesitation.

"No, I'm just a little surprised by the beauty of the young lady." After finishing speaking, he opened the car door for her and made a "please" gesture.

Song Zhi ignored the boy's blunt praise, and just thought he was teasing, then he pushed his skirt and sat sideways neatly into the car.

At this moment, Chen Yan discovered that the girl's snow-white back was exposed, adding a bit of sex appeal.

After a brief glimpse, he slammed the car door shut.

The boy drove the car very slowly this time, from dusk to dawn.

As if knowing that she would leave, he took her to see the scenery of London, from Notting Hill all the way to the banks of the Thames. It wasn't until the sky was completely dark that the speed of the car suddenly increased, and the front and rear lights suddenly flashed cool lights like cyberpunk.

Song Zhidun felt like he was boarding a spaceship in a sci-fi anime. It was very dreamy, but also a bit secondary.

She tilted her head in disbelief: "Chen Yan, you crawled over like a snail, didn't you just want to show off the lights to me?"

Chen Yan sneered, as if she heard her asking if he wore his first helmet for every game.

The speed of the car seemed to be a little faster, and after about two minutes, a beautiful drift and flick, the car stopped perfectly in the parking space.

At this moment, the young man tilted his head on the steering wheel, and asked her very seriously: "Then do you like it?"

Song Zhi knew that he was making fun of him, but nodded solemnly: "It's so-so."

Chen Yan pointed to a boat on the river. Yachting: "What about that?"

"Not bad." She raised her eyebrows, "Why, you want to buy it for me as a farewell gift?"

He nodded: "That's a good proposal. " hand, approaching the yacht step by step.

At the boarding port, the waiter in a suit smiled and bowed to him, and he pulled her onto the deck quickly.

Song Zhi recalled, "Is it a yacht party tonight?"

"Bingo!" Chen Yan led her down another floor, stood still in front of a door, and finally shouted down the boat, "The party is starting. "

In an instant, the neon lights on the hull of the boat were shining brightly, and after the piercing whistle sounded, the yacht slowly started to move on the Thames River!

And inside, separated by a door, rock music suddenly played, as if playing the prelude to a fantasy voyage.

Before Song Zhi had time to react, the boy pushed open the door again, and the carnival spirit inside immediately overflowed and enveloped her.

In the dark, with neon lights and music blasting your ears, dozens of people gathered here. The party has just begun, and men and women are already dancing close to each other, full of ambiguity and desire.

Even though she had been prepared for a long time, everything in front of her was still too exciting.

Song Zhina had seen this kind of world before, and was frozen in place for a while.

In the noisy heavy metal music, the young man leaned down and asked her: "Scared?

" Stay and lead her through the crowd.

It was a short distance, but they walked for a long time, because every time they passed by, someone pulled Chen Yan to greet him-he really knew all these people!

Where they could get there in thirty seconds, they walked abruptly for three minutes.

Finally, it stopped at a bar by the window.

Xie Yumeng, Jiang Shuyue, and a few familiar faces from his birthday party gathered here.

As soon as the two appeared, Chen Yan's current teammates whistled at them.

The handsome blond-haired and blue-eyed guy stared at the hands they were holding, with a gossiping and ambiguous expression: "Wow! No wonder our party prince Chen is late—"

Song Zhi felt that they were a little too close again.

She saw Xie Yu Meng wink at her tacitly, while beside the woman, Jiang Shuyue was staring at her with a worried expression, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

This week, Song Zhi and Jiang Shuyue traveled separately every day, and she almost forgot that there was such a hidden danger.

Thinking of the confrontation that day, the girl mentioned Chen Yan meaningfully, and using it as a threat, she calmly withdrew her hand.

However, he was held tightly by the boy.

Song Zhi's heart speeded up suddenly, and just as he tilted his head in confusion, Chen Yan took the initiative to let go of her.

The boy clicked his tongue and said calmly: "Restrain yourself, this is the daughter of the yacht sponsor tonight." "

Oh——"

Chen Yan Ferrari's prospective teammate said even more ambiguously: "I remembered , this is the beautiful lady who asked you to refute the rumor." The red-haired boy said, raising a glass of wine to Song Zhi: "It's an honor to meet you, my name is Ulysses."

Song Zhi smiled, and was about to return to the wine generously .

Chen Yan had already leaned over to take a glass: "Her name is Alice, and she doesn't drink."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it for her.

"Oh——!"

"Wow, Chen actually has friends who don't drink, interesting!"

"WOW——"

A group of people became more and more coquettish in an instant, causing the couples dancing around to cast gossiping glances.

Song Zhi's ears hidden in her hair burned uncontrollably, she stared sideways at Chen Yan, her heart beating violently.

But she reached out to pick up a glass of wine, deliberately making an indifferent gesture: "Who says I don't drink anymore? Chen Yan, don't pretend to be my spokesperson." After the girl finished speaking, she drank it all in one gulp.

And, she raised another glass and said, "This glass, I apologize for being late." The spicy wine slid down her throat again.

"Alice! Cool—!"

Whistles rang out, and several people in the crowd jumped over Chen Yan and invited her to join their game, including those at the next table.

Chen Yan was full of surprise, but Song Zhi raised an eyebrow at him, and chose to sit beside the handsome blue-eyed guy.

He smiled playfully, and instead of following, he chose a seat directly opposite the girl.

Gradually, Chen Yan discovered that the good girl in memory really changed completely.

Girls used to be reserved and shy, and hated parties the most. However, she was very comfortable in such an indulgent carnival today, and she could blend in freely without his tugging at all.

Outside the yacht window, the brightly lit high-rise buildings receded slowly, and the incandescent light from the Tower Bridge trickled down, casting a soft glow around the girl by the window.

And she was staring at the cards intently, like an elf practicing magic.

The young man's eyes followed her without blinking.

Song Zhi and everyone at the table played games, rolling dice, punching, poker...even the simplest rock-paper-scissors.

Chen Yan discovered that she was drinking with everyone equally, including Jiang Shuyue, but except him.

The girl agreed to his invitation, but still deliberately avoided him, even at such a noisy party.

Chen Yan couldn't sit still.

Even though he was sitting at the same table, he took out his phone and sent her a message:

[Miss, I really didn't offend you? 】

Across the length of the table, Chen Yan saw the girl glance at the phone, but knocked back on the table immediately.

interesting.

He snorted, and started racing his fingertips on the screen:

the bombardment made the phone on the glass tabletop ring non-stop.

Song Zhi was helpless, and replied:

[? What are you on the nerves]

He stared at her across the table and typed blindly: 【Only skip me? 】

Song Zhi looked at him, his eyes seemed to say: We are so familiar, why do we still drink each other?

Chen Yan replied:

[Miss, throw away the tools after they are used up? ]

[You are really good]

Song Zhi smiled: [It shouldn't be]

[Some people have been in the UK for so long, and they don't know that capitalists are like this? 】

Seeing that the topic was getting farther and farther away, Chen Yan simply put away the phone, got up quickly and went behind the girl.

"Miss." He stretched out his hand to her, "Let's do a dance together?"

"Tsk tsk..."

Seeing that his teammates were about to yell again, Chen Yan flew over with a slash, and the blond brother "pulled his mouth manually" on the spot .

Staring at the host boy with pairs of eyes, Song Zhi didn't show his face after all, and handed his hand to his palm.

Chen Yan led her out of the party hall and all the way to the outer deck.

The yacht has been floating in the center of the Thames River, and you can see the resplendent London Eye as you look up.

The night wind in London is very strong, especially on the river. The wind blows from all directions, and Song Zhi immediately has goose bumps on his body.

"You wait." Chen Yan turned and left after finishing speaking.

The boy took her out, but left her here alone.

Song Zhi felt a little drunk, but he didn't mind, and just took advantage of the cold wind to refresh his mind and breathe.

Not long after, she suddenly felt her shoulders warm, and she turned her head, only to realize that it was Chen Yan who quickly left and returned.

It turned out that he went in to help her get the coat.

"Thank you." Song Zhi said frankly, "But it's still a bit cold, so you can cut a long story short." Chen

Yan asked directly: "Why do you keep avoiding me?"

The girl wanted to speak, but was interrupted: "Don't try to fool me, I know You did it on purpose."

Song Zhi fell silent.

She did it on purpose, but how should she explain it? You can't say it directly, because "I" may have something to do with your brother's death, because Zhou Yichan really doesn't want to get too close to you.

She could only return with silence.

Chen Yan felt even more strange about the girl's attitude.

When she didn't speak, he tentatively asked, "How did I offend you?"

Song Zhi remained silent.

It seems not.

Chen Yan then asked again: "Are you concerned about the scandal? Or, did the booing just now make you feel uncomfortable?" The young man's sincere attitude of asking for an answer made Song Zhi feel a little uncomfortable for some reason. A sense of shame emerged in her heart that Chen Yan treated her sincerely, but she was hiding it.

Song Zhi finally couldn't keep silent anymore, and was about to speak—

"No, Chen Yan, don't misunderstand Yichan." Jiang Shuyue suddenly appeared from behind.

She responded to the young man first, then came to hold Song Zhi's hand and said, "I just saw you standing here alone by the window, and I wanted to come over to accompany you. I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your speech, sorry." Song

Zhi He glanced at her inexplicably, guessing the purpose of her coming here at this time.

But Chen Yan only smiled and said: "It's okay. Ladies first, I'll avoid talking with your girlfriends first." He looked at Song Zhi, "I'll see you later." "Wait." Jiang Shuyue grabbed his sleeve , "Chen Yan, don't you want to solve the question before you leave?"

The girl tilted her head and smiled at him, as if drunk and happy, "I know the reason."

Chen Yan stopped suddenly and looked at Jiang Shu in doubt. Month, to see Song Zhi's attitude again.

Unexpectedly, he saw a bit of wariness in the girl's eyes.

Song Zhizheng turned her head to look at the person who was holding her. She didn't think Jiang Shuyue would have any kind intentions, and she felt that the other party really wanted to let her "wait and see" as she said last time.

She was waiting to receive the move, and her posture would not be too relaxed.

Chen Yan then stood still, wanting to hear what kind of answer it would be.

Jiang Shuyue hugged Song Zhi intimately, but dropped a bomb with a smile.

Her tone was brisk, and she took it for granted, "Because Yichan likes your brother, it's normal for her to avoid you."

Chen Yan:? ? ?

Zhizhi:? ? ?