Seeing that Ling Yi didn't respond, Zhou Youwei thought it was his acquiescence, so she didn't say anything more.
In fact, Ling Yi didn't listen to what she said at all. After seeing her being rude at the high-speed rail station, Ling Yi stopped paying attention to her and was thinking about how to practice cultivation all the way.
The previous nodding was just a subconscious action. In fact, he didn't hear what she was saying at all.
When the car stopped, Ling Yi had already tested more than a hundred formations in his mind to assist in training, but he rejected them all one by one.
After paying the fare and taking out his luggage, Ling Yi followed Zhou Youwei and continued to think about cultivation.
Seeing him like this, Zhou Youwei thought he was being transparent, and was both satisfied and despised.
Which promising man is willing to be a transparent person? He was actually so happy, my cousin was really like a flower stuck in cow dung!
"Hi, Youwei, here!"
Zhou Youwei was sighing when she heard the voice of her friend Sun Yi.
Looking around, I saw a group of boys and girls, wearing various brand names, standing in the snow, becoming the most beautiful scenery in front of Nihuang Bar.
Zhou Youwei waved to them and asked Ling Yi to drag the suitcase over there.
"No way, Youwei, did you really bring your cousin-in-law here?" A boy wearing a LV down jacket looked at Ling Yi with contempt and said to Zhou Youwei.
Zhou Youwei shrugged and spread her hands: "What can I do? I am also desperate. But there is no way, otherwise I won't even get to celebrate my birthday tonight."
"Okay, okay, just stop saying a few words and just pretend he doesn't exist. Come in quickly, I'm going to pee because I'm cold." said a burly boy wearing relatively thin clothing.
"Yan Qinglong, be civilized and don't let Youwei think that Jiangzhou is full of vulgar people." Another young boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses said.
When he was talking, Zhou Youwei looked at him with particularly gentle eyes, and she seemed to like him.
And this boy seemed to be the center of the group. As soon as he opened his mouth, the burly boy named Yan Qinglong smiled awkwardly and said he would pay attention next time.
In this way, the group of people walked to the bar.
Everyone went in smoothly, except Ling Yi, who was stopped by the security guard at the door. The reason was that it was forbidden to bring your own drinks in the bar, so the suitcases had to be stored at the front desk.
The suitcase belonged to Zhou Youwei. Out of respect, Ling Yi stopped her and let her make the decision.
But it was this behavior that made them feel that Ling Yi was very low, even asking others for instructions on storing luggage.
"Hillbilly!" The boy wearing LV couldn't help snorting, and turned his face away, not even bothering to look at him again, for fear of smearing his eyes.
Others also looked at him with disdain and stood far away, for fear of being misunderstood and having anything to do with him.
Instead, a girl with a fresh and refined appearance wearing a long black windbreaker walked over and helped Ling Yi store the suitcase.
This made Ling Yi, who was thinking about practicing the formation, couldn't help but glance at her sideways.
If only in terms of appearance, this girl is definitely the top one among this group of people, even compared to Qi Shiyun, she is not far behind.
It's just that she has more of a heroic and youthful air, while Qi Shiyun has a bit more femininity. It can be said that each has its own merits.
But Ling Yi only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and continued to think about setting up the formation.
This episode did not dampen everyone's interest. After arriving in the box, everyone let loose, singing, drinking, and punching. It was so lively.
Although Ling Yi didn't have a good impression of them, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "This is youth, it's good to be young."
"I think you are only in your early twenties. How can you feel this way?" The woman in the windbreaker sat down next to Ling Yi at some point and handed him a glass of wine: "Hello, my name is Pei Nanqing."
"Hello, Ling Yi." If it were an ordinary person, Ling Yi would definitely not pay attention, but she never discriminated against her from the beginning, which was worthy of Ling Yi telling her his name.
But facing the wine glass she handed over, Ling Yi still shook his head: "Sorry, I stopped drinking."
"You haven't answered my first question yet." Pei Nanqing asked.
Ling Yi gave a bitter smile and said: "She may look like she is in her early twenties, but her mental age may be more than 100,000 years old. In addition, after I get married, my daughter can do her own thing."
Pei Nanqing was startled when she heard this. She originally thought that Ling Yi would pretend to be serious, but she didn't expect that his answer did not conceal the fact that he was married and had children, which was far beyond her expectations.
On the other side of the box, Zhou Youwei was always glued to the man with gold-rimmed glasses, especially after a few glasses of wine, she wanted to stuff herself into him.
It seems that Zhou Youwei came to Jiangzhou for this man with gold-rimmed glasses.
No wonder, if it weren't for love, who would be willing to travel all the way to another city to celebrate his eighteenth birthday?
Ling Yi guessed that maybe Zhou Youwei came here with the intention of dedicating herself.
Unfortunately, Ling Yi could see clearly that the man with gold-rimmed glasses was not thinking about Zhou Youwei at all, but was always staring at Pei Nanqing.
At this time, the man with gold-rimmed glasses saw that Pei Nanqing was chatting animatedly with Ling Yi. He immediately pulled Zhou Youwei to stand up, picked up the wine glass and walked towards Ling Yi.
When the others saw the man with gold-rimmed glasses standing up, they also stood up and followed him with wine glasses in hand.
When Ling Yi saw the man with gold-rimmed glasses standing up, he knew he could no longer be a transparent person, so he said to Pei Nanqing, "You can get up now."
Pei Nanqing didn't understand what it meant at first. It wasn't until she saw Zhou Youwei and the others walking this way that she realized what it meant.
She frowned slightly and said to Ling Yi apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
After saying that, she stood up and planned to lead Zhou Youwei and the others to the other side.
"You're welcome. I still owe you a thank you when we were at the door of the bar." Ling Yi whispered to her back, the volume of his voice controlled just right so that only Pei Nanqing could hear it.
Pei Nanqing's 'interception' failed, and Zhou Youwei and the others walked straight to Ling Yi.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses held the wine glass, calmed down and said: "Youwei, after all, you are the one who brought me here. If you don't introduce him to us, wouldn't it make sense?"
Zhou Youwei's face was rosy, and she waved her hands with disdain and said: "Nothing to introduce, his name is Ling Yi, my cousin-in-law, except for a good skin, he has no money and no job, he is a soft-boiled man."
Hearing this, the man with gold-rimmed glasses sneered and said, "It's not rude to come back without reciprocating. How about we introduce ourselves to him so that he can understand the huge gap between him and us?"