You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family

Chapter 91

Feng Yaoqin's world opened a brand new door.

After that, she would go to the square to dance almost every day, rain or shine.

She didn't need Shen Mumu or Qiao Li to accompany her, but she was over the moon dancing by herself and got to know many friends.

She had become the most beautiful elderly lady in the square.

Every evening, the driver would take her to the square.

After dancing, the driver would pick her up and take her home, as punctual as going to work.

Day by day, it was visible that Feng Yaoqin was becoming happier and happier, with a smile always on her face.

That day, after dinner, Shen Mumu noticed that Feng Yaoqin didn't leave immediately as usual. Instead, she was listless and leaning on the sofa.

"Mom, aren't you going dancing today?"

Shen Mumu asked curiously.

Feng Yaoqin shook her phone with a unhappy expression on her face:

"The group announced that the sound system is broken. Sister Fang who is responsible for the music took it for repair. Everyone is taking a break today."

Shen Mumu: "Then you can take a good rest today."

Feng Yaoqin suddenly straightened up as if a thought struck her, and looked over joyfully.

"That's right, Mumu. I heard Xiaoye and Old Zhao mention that there is a very lively street in Xicheng District at night where many young people dance. Do you know about it?"

Ever since mother-in-law integrated into the square dancing community, Shen Mumu kept hearing unfamiliar names from her, like Xiaoye and Old Zhao, who seemed to be active members of the dance group.

As for that street in Xicheng District, Shen Mumu had heard of it before.

It was a famous bar street in the city.

Shen Mumu: "Mom, that's not a place for square dancing."

Feng Yaoqin: "I know. Their main thing is dis...disco? And live bands and stuff?"

Shen Mumu smiled and nodded, "Yeah, that kind of thing."

Feng Yaoqin rubbed her fists eagerly and straightened her neck.

"Let's go. Take me to broaden my horizons. Tomorrow when I see Xiaoye, Old Zhao and the gang, I can tell them I've been there too."

Seeing her enthusiasm, Shen Mumu didn't know how to dissuade her.

On second thought, why should she even try to dissuade? It's not like there was a "No entry if over 50" sign at any bar entrance.

Oh well, there should be no harm going there.

Shen Mumu grabbed her little lambskin bag, tilted her chin, "I can accompany you there, but remember we have to come back before 11pm. You can't stay up late."

"Alright, alright." Feng Yaoqin laughed, wrinkles appearing at the corner of her eyes.

The role relationship between the elderly and the young would often reverse over time.

Just look at this - Feng Yaoqin following her daughter-in-law looked exactly like a little girl being taken out by her parent to see the world, how amusing.

Arriving at the door, Feng Yaoqin's expression suddenly changed.

"Wait, stop."

"Hmm?"

Shen Mumu thought the mother-in-law had changed her mind and was about to ask why, but saw that Feng Yaoqin was looking at her own clothes in disgust.

"I need to go change into better looking clothes before going out."

"Pfft~" Shen Mumu laughed out loud.

Indeed, women of all ages love beauty.

15 minutes later, Feng Yaoqin came out in a new outfit, happily hopping into the car.

The car stopped in front of the bar street in Xicheng District.

Stepping out of the car, Feng Yaoqin gasped in surprise at the sight in front of her.

She felt the generation gap instantly in the form of a sense of dissonance.

The men and women she saw were colorful and dressed in all kinds of styles.

Feng Yaoqin scoffed, "Their dancing is mediocre, no aesthetic sense, just shaking randomly."

After locking the car, Shen Mumu walked over, saw her mother-in-law's hesitant expression, and smiled, "Or, shall we just take you to wander around some other neighborhood park instead?"

Maybe they could run into other square dancing troupes from different districts.

Feng Yaoqin waved her hand decisively, "No, like you said, we're already here, might as well go take a look no matter what."

She did say she wanted to broaden her horizons, no backing out now that they were here.

Shen Mumu was surprised, then smiled, "Alright."

Considering the loud music may be too much for the mother-in-law's ears, Shen Mumu chose a bar that sounded the quietest from outside.

As soon as they entered, Feng Yaoqin was dazzled by the colorful strobe lights. On stage, a band was performing.

They were singing an English song, not too noisy, so ears were not under attack yet.

Sitting down in a booth, Shen Mumu waved to call over a server.

Seeing the mother-daughter pair, the server's pupils shrank almost imperceptibly.

What an odd combination.

A daughter bringing her mom to a bar?

Maintaining professionalism, the server suppressed his doubts.

"Good evening, what can I get for you?"

Feng Yaoqin glanced at him and casually said,

"Longjing tea before the rain."

Server: "???"

Shen Mumu: "......"

The server and Shen Mumu were visibly taken aback.

Shen Mumu leaned in close to Feng Yaoqin and said,

"Mom, this is just a small bar, they don't have nice tea. How about I order you a glass of orange juice instead?"

Feng Yaoqin frowned and looked around.

What a rundown little joint, they don't even have Longjing tea before the rain.

"Do you at least have corn juice, jujube juice?"

Shen Mumu: "......"

She really didn't know how to explain to her mother-in-law that drinks favored by middle-aged and elderly patrons would definitely not be available here.

She thought for a few seconds, then smiled and suggested,

"Mom, how about I order you some watermelon juice? It would match nicely with your outfit today."

Listening on the side, the server wondered privately.

Choosing drinks based on outfit colors, what kind of logic was that?

Before he could ponder further, a voice rang out from the table,

"Good idea, watermelon juice it is."

As Shen Mumu expected, Feng Yaoqin, being a fellow woman, quickly understood this line of reasoning.

Just like how she would pick handbags and hair ties in matching colors.

That inexplicable obsessive-compulsive need for coordination, all women shared a bit of it regardless of age.

Shen Mumu ordered a Long Island Iced Tea for herself, and some random snacks.

This being Feng Yaoqin's first time at a bar, she was curious, but maintained a dignified demeanor as she looked around appraisingly.

In the dance area, young men and women swayed to the beat.

Feng Yaoqin scoffed, "Their dancing is mediocre, no aesthetic sense, just shaking randomly."

Shen Mumu put a french fry in her mouth, playing the yes-man, "You're absolutely right."

Feng Yaoqin glanced at the huge speakers on stage, "The music is unpleasant too, noisy enough to deafen someone, the vibrations make my feet shake."

Shen Mumu the bootlicker: "Too true."

From the corner of her eye, Feng Yaoqin noticed a young couple kissing, and tutted, "Tsk, young people these days. Hanging out at places like this every day, how will they ever learn properly? If you want to date seriously, you should go to matchmaking corners. People you meet at bars are mostly unreliable."

Shen Mumu didn't chime in this time, because she suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

Beside her, Feng Yaoqin kept exclaiming:

"Look at those girls over there around Li Li's age, twenty-three or twenty-four, what kind of weird clothes are they wearing?"

"Tsk tsk, that one even has pink hair."

"Our Li Li is still the best, gentle and demure. Girls should be more low-key."

"Don't you agree, Mumu?"

"Mumu?"

Noticing that Mumu hadn't responded, Feng Yaoqin withdrew her gaze and looked over.

Shen Mumu's fine brows were slightly knitted, her attention fixed on the stage with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

On stage, a new band was setting up their equipment, seemingly a rock band based on their style.

The lead singer was a young woman with grayish-green dyed hair.

Wearing a cropped tank top and mini skirt, she had a sizzling hot figure.

With a smile at the corners of her lips and fiery eyes,

she casually flipped her hair and parted her red lips.

Her clear and unique voice resonated powerfully through the speakers, infectiously charismatic.

Adjusting the mic stand height and angle briskly with one hand, she grabbed the mic with the other and exchanged a look with the drummer.

Immediately, the muffled beats of the drums rang out, followed by the low throbbing bass.

The electric guitar came in sweeping the strings.

The young crowd downstairs was instantly ignited, cheering excitedly.

The lighting also adapted to the music, focusing on the female lead singer.

She was completely at ease, seemingly long accustomed to this reaction from the audience.

Nonchalantly lowering her eyes, she flipped her long hair, and her red lips parted lightly.

Shen Mumu was frowning slightly at first, feeling like this female lead singer looked very familiar, resembled someone she knew, but couldn't remember who exactly.

At this point, infected by the on-site atmosphere, she forgot her pondering and couldn't help vocalizing along with the music, "o~"

So cool!

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed.

Turning to look, Feng Yaoqin's eyes had widened in shock as she stared at the stage, stupefied.

"Mumu, isn't that colorful woman on stage Li Li?"