At the same time, Qin Ci also saw Hua Jian.

Shu Yao was a little surprised: "Why don't you leave?"

He followed Qin Ci's gaze and looked inside. The man, who seemed to be coated with a layer of light, was instantly imprinted in Shu Yao's pupils in a stunning way.

Jiang Yueming doesn't like men, but that doesn't stop him from teasing them.

He immediately whistled and said rudely, "Wow, the bartender here is so good? I didn't expect that you usually eat so well, Mr. Shu."

Shu Yao came back to his senses and blushed. He didn't know whether it was because Jiang Yueming's words were too embarrassing or because he blushed at the bartender's face.

"What are you talking about? This is the first time I've met him."

Qin Ci glanced at him, and Jiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I'm talking nonsense."

But Qin Ci still looked at him with that expression, and Jiang Yueming was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Qin Ci snorted and laughed: "You are such an idiot."

Jiang Yueming was dissatisfied: "No, why are you making personal attacks again? How am I stupid?"

Qin Ci turned his gaze towards the bar, raised his chin and sneered, "Take a closer look."

Not to mention Jiang Yueming, even Shu Yao looked over there.

But Shu Yao felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Shu Yao knew that Qin Ci's love for him was more like treating a scarce item. He was very possessive but didn't want to get to know him better.

It seems like he can do anything.

Jiang Yueming just said that Shu Yao ate very well. If it were usual, Qin Ci would definitely be angry.

But Qin Ci was not like that today. He was very calm, and the look he gave the man at the bar was unusual.

It was a kind of curiosity that only comes from seeing prey.

If Qin Ci could also hear Shu Yao's thoughts, he would definitely praise him.

He was indeed curious about the handsome man at the bar now.

The professionalism he showed when adjusting the car that night, his calmness when racing the car, and the words he said when the car crashed.

Qin Ci bit the cigarette and shook it up and down, then suddenly said, "Why hasn't Xue Pan come back yet?"

Jiang Yueming, who didn't recognize Hua Jian at all, turned around to look and quickly said, "Here she is."

***

"Mr. Shen, you are finally here."

The door of private room 206 was pushed open from the outside, and Lu Zexi smiled when he saw the person coming.

Shen Mo is very tall, with cold and hard features and a murderous aura.

He glanced at Lu Zexi, and when he saw Bo Lin, he couldn't help but curl his lips: "You're really here."

Lu Zexi was unhappy: "Why? Can I still lie to you?"

Shen Mo finally gave him a look: "You always lie to me."

"cut."

The three of them are good friends, but Shen Mo has been doing other business and has been away in recent years, so they have few opportunities to get together.

Bo Lin asked, "What has Shen Ling been doing recently?"

Hearing him ask Shen Ling, Shen Mo was a little surprised: "Shen Ling? I don't know, I just returned to the imperial capital today, what happened to him?"

He was from the eldest house, and Shen Ling was the illegitimate son of the second house, so the two had basically no intersection.

"I heard some rumors," Bo Lin took a sip of his wine. "You can check him out when you come back."

Shen Mo's face suddenly turned dark.

Bo Lin has an indifferent personality and would never care about the affairs of an illegitimate child for no reason.

To be spoken of in this way by him, Shen Ling must have done something beyond his bottom line.

Lu Zexi didn't understand: "Chen Ling? Wasn't he exiled abroad a long time ago?"

After all, this involved the Shen family's private affairs, so Bo Lin didn't want to say more. "I didn't know your classmate Xie Zhiwei was so well-informed before. You could say he was extremely well-informed."

"Who? Xie Zhiwei? How is he related to her again?"

Lu Zexi was like the slag in the melon field, trying to eat the melon from both ends without finding the right way.

The other two, after playing the riddle, looked like gourds with their mouths sawed off.

Lu Zexi was deflated: "No, you two are dogs, aren't you? You kept me guessing halfway through your words. I'm really impressed."

Bo Lin and Shen Mo clinked their glasses and smiled at each other.

"But what's going on downstairs? It's so noisy." Shen Mo impatiently untied his bow tie and leaned lazily on the sofa.

Bo Lin stared at the light brown liquid in the wine glass, where the ice cubes were gleaming, much like the luminous scene that had just flashed by.

Lu Zexi said casually, "I forgot whose family this kid is from. It's his birthday today, so he booked the whole place for the whole night."

Shen Mo seemed to have thought of something else, "I just saw the kid from the Qin family downstairs."

Lu Zexi raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

Shen Mo looked at Bo Lin: "The old man from the Qin family once competed with the old man from my family for a position. Bo Lin knows it."

Bo Lin pondered for a moment: "Qin Ci?"

Shen Mo nodded: "Yes, when I went upstairs just now, I happened to see him sitting next to the bartender at the bar. I heard those kids shouting, saying that they wanted to open a drink for the bartender."

Lu Zexi exhaled a puff of cigarette and chuckled, "Wow, my angelic bartender is really doing his job. He's going to give those guys a good beating tonight."

Shen Mo paused as he lit his cigarette, and said meaningfully, "You know what, that little bartender really looks like a fairy."

Lu Zexi felt a little disappointed when he thought about how he didn't dare to go to UP for several days because of Hua Jian's words.

"That little bartender is Fan Lingbao's art teacher and Xie Zhiwei's younger brother's boyfriend. He's no ordinary person."

As the three of them were talking, Bo Lin stood up and said, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

Lu Zexi was stunned, then he looked down at the cigarette between his fingers.

Shen Mo was puzzled: "Why don't you smoke inside the house?"

"Who knows, weird, come and have a drink."

The private room was too stuffy, so Bo Lin walked out of the corridor with a lighter and cigarettes.

At the end of the corridor is the staircase, opposite which is a small window. The hot wind outside and the sudden cheers from downstairs broke the silence.

"Master Bian, today is your birthday, let's all raise our glasses and toast to Master Bian!"

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