Director, Let's Divorce

Director, Let's Divorce
##Chapter 33 The Dream of Men



Everyone's expressions changed instantly. All kinds of gazes stared at Febi, there were some who looked sympathetic.


Febi took a deep breath and stood up slowly. He was already drunk and his footsteps staggered slightly. Tasya blames Helen for not being able to see the situation, then she steps forward to address Febi, "I'll accompany you out to see the woman******where is that from?"


"No need, lady*****anything has nothing to do with me." Febi's voice sounded very soft inside the VIP room, she patted Tasya on the shoulder as if she was fine, "You sit down, I'll go to the bathroom."


Tasya was worried and wanted to follow, but Febi shook her head at Tasya. Tasya finally sat back down, in his heart he constantly cursed Nando.


Febi walked out of the noisy VIP room, her heart also becoming calm. She instantly remembered what Helen had said just now. Febi did not stop, she continued walking to the bathroom.


However ....


Just as he was about to cross over a VIP room, suddenly the door was pushed open from within. Unknowingly Febi raised her head, she saw a very familiar figure.


At this moment, Nando also saw it. Nando seemed to have not expected Febi to appear here, looking a bit of a surprise in Nando's eyes.


When was the last time Febi saw Nando? After discussing the divorce and Nando slammed the door. From that day on, every day Nando came home at dawn, by which time Febi was already asleep. When Febi woke up, beside her there was no one else.


Therefore, even if they lived under the same roof, they could not meet each other.


"Why are you here?" The first person to speak was Nando.


Febi cleared his throat softly with a smile, "Could it be that only Young Master Nando, can come to the club?"


Nando's face looked sour, "You drinking?"


"Who are you drinking with?" After Febi ignored him, Nando's face looked very sour and his tone was more like blaming him.


"What about you? Who are you having fun with here?" Febi also became annoyed, her tone becoming unfriendly.


Nando's eyes stiffened, he reached out to hold Febi's wrist and dragged her out, "You better not follow me here!"


Febi could not help but laugh, her laughter filled with contempt, "Take me off! You don't have to think highly of yourself, I don't have time to tail you!"


Febi struggled hard, she held the door of another VIP room, she refused to let Nando drag her away. Nando glared at Febi angrily, as if not wanting to stare at her for longer. Currently ....


"Nando?" Suddenly a soft voice of a woman was heard.


Without waiting for Febi to turn his head, Nando suddenly let go of Febi's hand quickly, as if he had made a mistake. Nando even pushed Febi so hard that he took two steps back.


Pathetic ....


How sad ....


"What are you guys doing?" The woman's voice was still very soft, a tenderness that was able to make people wither away from it.


Febi followed the voice and saw a slender and tall woman. With straight black hair unraveling behind his back, he had a clean and cheerful temperament, a dream of men. With a small face the size of a palm, she continued to smile thinly, her small facial features looking cute.


Febi clenched her hands tightly, her fingernails almost piercing into the flesh. Compared to her figure, Febi was no worse than this woman. Compared to his appearance, he might as well not lose to her, but ....