A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Was she helping herself?

Just now, weren't you listening at the door but never came in?

Su Yan has a small brain capacity, not a low IQ.

She is very perceptive of every action under tension.

Long Lili's actions were somewhat strange.

Just as the producer was about to speak, he heard a noise at the door.

Everyone looked over.

One person entered surrounded by a crowd of people, as if they were the moon surrounded by stars.

The man was wearing a white shirt, exuding an air of nobility.

He was so well-proportioned that the exquisitely tailored suit fit him perfectly.

With his handsome appearance, he raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with unfathomable emotions. His lips were bloodless, and at first glance, he appeared indifferent.

But the next second, a smile appeared on his lips as he glanced around the room.

The voice was low and slow, as if it contained a hint of amusement.

"It's really lively here."

Su Yan's eyes lit up; it was Quan Ci.

Despite their rude intrusion, everyone present remained silent.

Nothing more than that, as soon as Quan Ci stood there, the men in black who were originally following behind him suddenly surrounded everyone in the room.

Those people who follow Quan Ci, what good can they be?

He stood there without saying a word, yet he exuded a subtle menacing aura, making it clear that the other party was up to no good.

An Yuanfei was a little surprised to see Su Yan, but then he thought about it and realized that it explained why Quan Ci was so murderous late at night.

If it's because of Su Yan, then there's nothing strange about it.

In the silence, Long Lili emerged from her shock with composure and grace.

Why did this gentleman barge into our party room?

Neither humble nor arrogant, and without any aggressiveness.

Quan Ci glanced at her, then turned his gaze back to Su Yan.

Looking at her soft and harmless appearance, it was obvious that she was someone who could be bullied.

Aside from being a cushion, it's really not very useful.

The throat moved up and down.

"Aren't you coming over?"

Su Yan, no longer showing the impatience she had just displayed, walked up to him.

Before she could speak, Xiaohua launched into a passionate speech.

"Host! Tell him everything that's wronged you! Make him tell you to go to bed earlier next time!"

If Quan Ci hadn't bullied the host so late, causing the host to sleep until noon, how could this have happened?

No, that's not right, these bad people are just as annoying!

So Xiaohua added another sentence

"Host! These people are so annoying! They're bullying you!!"

He reached out and hugged the little pillow that was bowing its head and looked like it had suffered a great injustice.

He looked up at these people, his eyes filled with a cold glint.

Kevin was adept at building connections. When he saw that the person was on good terms with Su Yan, he was relieved and smiled ingratiatingly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Before he could even open his mouth, he heard Quan Ci's cold voice.

Who forced you to drink?

Upon hearing this, Su Yan immediately straightened her head.

Then he pointed to the burly producer Fang.

"he"

After saying that.

He seemed to realize that his act of complaining was inappropriate.

Her voice trailed off; she gripped Quan Ci's collar, stood on tiptoe, and whispered close to his ear.

"He mixed several kinds of liquor together, and even spat into it, 'forcing' me to drink it. He wouldn't let me leave if I didn't drink it."

At this point, Su Yan pursed her lips.

I couldn't help but glance at Producer Fang, who was already starting to panic.

She thought that if Quan Ci didn't help her, she would beat him up and then force him to drink the wine.