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In order to capture Ghost Lin Yiyuan, he planned to sacrifice his looks. Before that, he needed to pack everything up for a while, so they returned back to their own apartment together.

"How about this suit?"

Coming out from the changing room, Lin Yiyuan opened his arms wide and wandered around in front of Ye Weizhu.

Ye Weizhu sat on the sofa that was filled with clothes, with her legs crossed and her chin held up, she carefully examined the place. After a long while, she said, "The bars are full of laser lights, you can't wear too dark clothes, it's not very conspicuous like this, it's better to have bright colors."

Lin Yiyuan laughed bitterly: "My big sister, this is already the fifth set of clothes. Fortunately I bought a lot today, otherwise, I really wouldn't have the chance to change.

Hearing "Big Sis"

Ye Weizhu was instantly angered and pouted: "No, black clothes can only be worn during work, white clothes can only be worn when accompanying me, if not I can just wear a plaid casual suit."

Ye Weizhu said as she rummaged through the clothes on the sofa, and picked up a checked suit.

It was already the tenth month of the Lunar New Year and the weather was extremely cold. Fortunately, Lin Yiyuan had trained in the Deflection of Fire and the flames on his body were very strong.

Under the pressure of benefits and coercion, Lin Yiyuan could only compromise and walk into the room with his blue and white checked suit. After changing it quickly, the sky was about to turn dark.

11 AM was the busiest time of the night club. Everyone had too much to drink and even those who were playing crazily were tired. It was the time when they would be in high spirits.

After changing his clothes and walking out of the room, the eyes of Ye Weizhu, who was sitting on the sofa, lit up. This is it! "

Ye Weizhu stood up happily, holding a pink casual tie, she walked over while smiling.

"That … that's too motherly. There's no need for that!"

Lin Yiyuan pleaded for mercy, and retreated with a bitter face.

"No, that was the way the man dressed that night. He was also wearing a pink tie, so I had to wear it. Otherwise the chances of success would be greatly reduced."

The high-ranking officer put a coat around Lin Yiyuan's neck without saying anything.

Other than the tie, there was also a must to get rid of girls, a Ferrari key, and a hairstyle. As a result, the two of them went back to the hairdressing salon and worked hard to change Lin Yiyuan's appearance.

The young Daoist turned into a male god in an instant. On the way out of the beauty salon, Ye Weizhu became infatuated with her.

"You have to focus on driving. Don't keep looking at me. Be careful not to crash!"

Lin Yiyuan who was sitting in the front seat was restless. His expression was hundred times more anxious than Ye Weizhu who was driving, afraid that she would accidentally flip the car.

When the carriage arrived at the Fragrant Sky city, there were finally some guests in the evening. However, there weren't many of them, and all of them came for the discount. Most of them didn't know what was going on, otherwise not many people would be willing to come in.

The two of them did not go straight to the bar after they entered. Instead, they went to the teahouse on the fourth floor for supper. It was already ten in the evening by the time they finished eating and drinking.

"I'll go down first. You just stay up there and don't run around. I'll give you a call when things go down."

After exhorting a few times, Lin Yiyuan walked out.

"Then be careful. You must … pay attention to your own safety!"

Originally, Ye Weizhu wanted to say that she mustn't be enchanted by those girls, but when the words came to the tip of her tongue, it became a warning.

The moment he walked out of the tea room, Lin Yiyuan's aura immediately changed, revealing a sad and sad look, a gloomy look in his eyes, as though he was a completely different person. He took out a cigarette and lit it up, then took a long drag, coughing out continuously.

Hehe. A lovely laughter came out from the tea room. Lin Yiyuan curled his lips and covered his mouth as he walked towards the elevator.

At the moment, there were quite a few people in the bar, and there was an enchanting woman performing a steel pipe dance on the dance floor in the middle. She would perform a set of movements with great difficulty, such as going around to the front of her knees, going around in a straight line, and going around to the bottom of the dance floor. There was an open space at the bottom for the spectators to play with, and on the left side was a row of sofas.

Lin Yiyuan stood at the door and scanned his surroundings, then his gaze landed on the direction of the counter at the side of the sofa. Coincidentally, there were still empty seats there, so he walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, picked a round stool and sat down, then casually placed the key on the counter.

"Sir, what do you want?"

The bartender glanced at Lin Yiyuan's dressing and car keys, and immediately greeted him passionately.

Lin Yiyuan did not say anything further. Imitating how it looked like in the Hong Kong movie, he took out a stack of bills and threw it on the bar counter, saying: "Margaret!"

Lin Yiyuan had asked Ye Weizhu before when they were eating, that wine wasn't too intoxicating, and Ye Weizhu had recommended Magaret to him then.

Seeing that the banknote bartender was getting more enthusiastic, he turned around and took out a large bottle of tequila from the wine cabinet, along with a series of matching drinks. He then took out a cup that still emitted a chilly air.

Lin Yiyuan was secretly speechless: "All cups are icy-cold, it seems the taste is not ordinary."

Just as Lin Yiyuan was thinking, the bartender had already mixed a few different types of wine into a bottle and started to seal the bottle. His movements were very gaudy, almost like on TV, and attracted a lot of girls' attention, many of them becoming interested in Lin Yiyuan. "Damn, these girls are so rotten now, they actually like this!"

Lin Yiyuan secretly shook his head, holding onto the cigarette with one hand, his eyes extremely profound.

The bartender's movements were quick, and in a moment, he had prepared a cup of wine with Magaret. He then poured it into the iced wine cup and handed it over to Lin Yiyuan.

Lin Yiyuan did not say anything, but took the wine cup and swirled it in his hands, the orange liquid continuously swaying, just as he was about to sip and taste the taste, a woman's voice rang in his ears.

"Sir, your taste is very unique."

The woman said.

Lin Yiyuan did not have much of a reaction, he could see his appearance through the reflection of the cup.

This was a well-built woman who was under thirty years old. She was well-dressed, had very good skin care, and had an extremely pleasant appearance. She was the kind of woman who looked ordinary at first glance, and would have a unique charm.

Lin Yiyuan laughed faintly: "How did you see through it? Because of a glass of margarita? "

Lin Yiyuan asked.

The woman laughed softly, "I really like the work of the Dumas father and son, especially 'The Camellias'. Margaret's origin is related to the camellias, and looking at your expression, you seem to be depressed. If I'm not wrong, you must have suffered some kind of setback, perhaps because of your feelings, right?"

Lin Yiyuan laughed in his heart, but he did not sense anything strange from the lady beside him. He did not want to waste time, so he said: "That's right! "Elder sister, this is a matter of love. I am waiting for a young lady. I am waiting for someone who can …"

Without waiting for Lin Yiyuan to finish speaking, the woman said angrily: "Big your head, am I that old? "How blind …"

After swearing for a while, the woman got up and left …