Chapter 236 - 235: In a Bad Mood, Drinking to Forget

Chapter 236: Chapter 235: In a Bad Mood, Drinking to Forget

Lin Wanwan called Lu Shouyue: "Mr. Lu, are you at Buzhou Studio today?"

Lu Shouyue replied with a question instead: "Wanwan, it’s rare for you to contact me first. Where are you?"

Lin Wanwan said: "I’m right at the entrance of a café on the ancient street at Sun Lake, very close to Buzhou Studio. Do you have time for a drink?"

Lu Shouyue immediately laughed: "Of course, wait for me, I’ll be right over."

"Okay."

After hanging up, she didn’t wait long before a tall man in black came running over, his charm undiminished even by the night.

Lin Wanwan smiled and said: "Why did Mr. Lu run over? You could have walked slowly."

Lu Shouyue caught his breath and laughed: "I was afraid you’d be impatient. What do you want to drink? Probably not coffee, right?"

Knowing each other for so long, he understood well that she didn’t like bitter tea or coffee.

Lin Wanwan shook her head: "I can’t enjoy coffee. I want to have a drink. Do you know any quiet bars with good music and atmosphere?"

Lu Shouyue said: "You’ve asked the right person. Come on, let’s go to the basement where my car is parked, I’ll take you."

"Okay."

Today, Lu Shouyue was still driving that Phideon. Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Wanwan praised: "This car is so comfortable. My driver’s license is almost ready, and I’m thinking of buying a car too."

Lu Shouyue said: "What car do you want to buy? I can help you pick."

Lin Wanwan laughed: "I haven’t done my research yet, not in a rush. I don’t really know much about cars, but I don’t want a Japanese one, or a domestic one either. Maybe I’ll choose a German car since they’re strong in heavy industry. This car is too big for me. I should buy a smaller one, to make parking and backing into spaces easier."

Lu Shouyue said: "Haha, true. This car is indeed a bit large for you, you’d need a driver."

While talking, they arrived at the Bund’s parking lot.

"Is it the quiet bar by the river?" Walking with Lu Shouyue on the old Bund pedestrian street at night, Lin Wanwan remembered the fight that happened here last year.

"Yes, it’s by the river, nice atmosphere. We’re almost there."

Lu Shouyue led Lin Wanwan to a quaint building, where two men dressed in black at the entrance saw Lu Shouyue and bowed: "Young Master Lu, please come inside."

Lin Wanwan asked: "Do you come here often?"

Lu Shouyue said: "Not often, but their service is good. The doormen remember VIP guests."

They walked inside and went straight to a booth by the window on the second floor, where they could see the river view outside and the guitarist performing on the stage on the first floor.

"Wanwan, what would you like to drink? Red wine, champagne, or a custom cocktail?"

"No preference, Mr. Lu, you decide."

"Alright." Lu Shouyue signaled to the waiter nearby, "Bring a bottle of 1990 Romanée-Conti, along with a fruit platter and a snacks platter."

"Yes." The waiter retreated, and soon the wine and snacks arrived.

Lin Wanwan glanced at the glass of red wine, raised her glass and said: "Let’s toast to the night."

Lu Shouyue smiled and clinked glasses with her, sensing something unusual in Lin Wanwan’s mood tonight: "Suddenly inviting me for drinks today, are you feeling down?"

Lin Wanwan downed her glass in one sip and didn’t respond, she just said: "Why didn’t you drink it all in one go?"

Lu Shouyue then drank his glass in one go, and as he put down the glass, Lin Wanwan immediately picked up the bottle to pour him more wine: "Have another glass."

Lu Shouyue stopped her hand from pouring: "This wine should be savored slowly, if you drink it like this, you’ll lose its taste."

Lin Wanwan laughed: "Only when half-drunk can you appreciate its taste, we’re not there yet."

Lu Shouyue looked at Lin Wanwan, saying: "What’s really going on? Drinking like this can make you drunk, why not talk about it? You have stories, I have wine."

Lin Wanwan shook her head, saying: "Don’t ask about other things, just alcohol and music tonight."

Lu Shouyue helplessly said: "Alright, I won’t ask, I’ll just accompany you in drinking."

After three glasses, a blush rose on Lin Wanwan’s cheeks. Lu Shouyue suddenly stood up and said to her: "Didn’t we say we’d drink and listen to music? Since coming in, you’ve focused only on drinking. How about I sing you a song?"

Lin Wanwan put down her glass, smiled slightly intoxicated: "Oh? You’re going on stage, Mr. Lu? That would be splendid."

Lu Shouyue took off his jacket, turned and went downstairs, quickly appearing before the stage in the main hall. He said to the singer on stage: "Brother, I’d like to sing a song, mind lending me your guitar?"

In this bar, the guests are either rich or influential, so the singer naturally agreed without hesitation, handing over the electric guitar to Lu Shouyue.

Lu Shouyue went onto the stage, the spotlight landing directly on his head. He casually strummed the guitar to find the right sound, then looked up, gazing past the openwork railing on the second floor at Lin Wanwan, and said in a deep voice: "This English song, I hope it brings you happiness."

Lin Wanwan put down her glass, leaned on the railing, watching Lu Shouyue’s heartfelt performance of a melodious English love song, her eyes shimmering, lost in thought.

After the English love song finished, Lu Shouyue looked up and gazed at Lin Wanwan. She returned his look with a slight, intoxicated smile.

Once Lu Shouyue returned to the booth, Lin Wanwan praised him with a smile: "Mr. Lu, you sing beautifully, let’s toast for your song."

Lu Shouyue looked at her and said: "Why not make this the last drink? You’re almost drunk."

"Alright, the last one." Lin Wanwan nodded, she already felt her capacity reaching its limit, as she started seeing things in double vision.

In this semi-intoxicated state, the weight on her heart seemed to vanish, as if lightened all of a sudden.

After the last drink, as the effect of the red wine took hold, Lin Wanwan quietly sank into the booth sofa, staring at the singer below continuing to sing song after song, silent, resembling a quiet child.

Lu Shouyue sat beside her, glancing at her from time to time, sharing the silence. After only four glasses of red wine, he was far from reaching his limit, thus he was very clear-headed.

But he knew Lin Wanwan was already drunk.

Some people fall asleep drunk, some go wild, some ramble, while others turn dazed and mute, and Lin Wanwan was the last type.

While Lin Wanwan’s gaze lingered aimlessly listening to the music, Lu Shouyue had already reached out to Tan Qinghui via WeChat.

He had been keeping an eye on Lin Wanwan’s situation, just hadn’t asked before. Their Times Square and auction house collaborated with Tan Qinghui’s law firm, and they were his absolute major client.

Faced with such a big client, certain confidentiality principles were relaxed, so when Lu Shouyue inquired tonight, Tan Qinghui naturally shared the info.

After understanding the reason, Lu Shouyue looked at Lin Wanwan with a bit of heartache, unable to resist saying: "Let me help you, alright?"

Lin Wanwan at this moment had completely blocked out external sounds, not noticing Lu Shouyue speaking, nor did she look at him.