Xie Zhitan had never heard Qin Ci speak in this tone before.
The arrogant young master, who comes from a good family, never takes anyone seriously.
Qin Ci seemed drunk at this time, and his tone was vague and sticky.
No bossiness, no arrogance.
"...It's just a small matter." Xie Zhitan felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. "I'll call you when you return to the capital?"
"No, tell me now, what is this trivial matter that would bother you, the second son of the Xie family, to call me personally!"
The commanding words, tinged with alcohol, were surprisingly not annoying.
"I want you to help me check someone."
"Who? A man or a woman? It can't be your sweetheart, right?"
Xie Zhitan paused again. He always felt that the timing of making this call was wrong.
Qin Ci didn't have a second of patience. His face darkened. "Hello? Xie Zhitan, are you talking? Damn, this isn't really your sweetheart, is it? What should I do then? Hello? Hello?"
Xie Zhitan's eyebrows twitched slightly: "It's my stepmother, Hua Yingrou. Qin Ci, you're drunk. I'll call you another day!"
The rapid beeping of the phone woke Qin Ci up.
He realized belatedly what he had said.
Jiang Yueming, who followed behind, called out to him tentatively: "Mr. Qin, are you okay?"
Qin Ci turned stiffly and said, "I want to go back to my country."
Jiang Yueming: "...Didn't you say that it's too boring in the imperial capital?"
Qin Ci's father was just taking another step forward. Back home, Qin Ci was controlled by his family and could do almost nothing.
Jiang Yueming saw that he was in a bad mood, so he suggested going out to play.
But after this trip, Qin Ci was always short of money.
"Apply for a flight route immediately and take my private jet."
Qin Ci's voice sounded a little more sober, and Jiang Yueming hummed reluctantly.
He hasn't had enough fun yet, but he has been with Qin Ci for a long time and knows Qin Ci very well.
Just now, he vaguely heard Qin Ci mention something about his sweetheart, which was enough to make Jiang Yueming alert to the highest level.
If you don’t want to be cut, ask less questions, talk less nonsense, and do more!
August 26th is the day when Liangchen joins hands with many organizations to hold an art exhibition.
"Bo Lin, are we both going to wear this outfit?"
There are several rows of clothes hanging in the luxurious and exquisite fitting room.
Hua Jian looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. Soon he shifted his gaze to the handsome man sitting on the sofa in the corner of the mirror.
Bo Lin raised his eyes from the tablet and happened to meet the gaze of the man in the mirror.
Through the thin lenses, the unconcealable tenderness in the man's eyes made his breathing stop.
Bo Lin's eyelashes trembled slightly. He moved his fingers, put the tablet on the table, stood up and walked towards Hua Jian.
"Yes, this one looks great."
Bo Lin stopped beside him, lowered his eyes and put something on his head.
The two stood facing each other, one tall and one short. Hua Jian leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Hurry up and change. Today you and I will wear couple outfits."
Bo Lin raised his eyelids to look at him, and said with a half-smile, "Are you not pretending to be brothers?"
Those eyes that were always indifferent to others were now full of him.
Hua Jian couldn't describe his feelings at the moment. The throbbing prompted him to place a gentle kiss on the corner of Bo Lin's eyes.
Bo Lin's thick black eyelashes trembled, and the waiters standing around her didn't dare to breathe, but Bo Lin still felt that their eyes were on her.
His ears felt a little hot, but his face was very natural. "I'll go change my clothes."
Bo Lin turned and left into the fitting room, and Hua Jian reluctantly withdrew her gaze.
Soon he was attracted by a bright light, and then he saw what Bo Lin had put on his cuffs.
Two very delicate sapphire diamonds of the same size were set in his cuffs, sparkling brightly.
The cool feeling on it feels like Bo Lin's body temperature.
The man has a cold temperament and a cool body, which is completely opposite to Hua Jian.
The curtain slowly opened, and two tall, long-legged, and handsome men stood facing each other.
Bo Lin's attention was all on Hua Jian's hands. Her slender white fingers were stroking the royal blue cuffs. The contrast between the extreme white and the extreme dark blue was extremely obvious.
"Indeed, it suits you very well!"
There was admiration and love in Hua Jian's eyes.
Bo Lin is a typical clothes hanger. The tailor-made suit fits him perfectly, and his tight and smooth muscles do not look bloated.
What surprised Hua Jian the most was that Bo Lin also wore two royal blue cuffs on his right cuff.
The same one on his left cuff.
Liangchen Gallery hasn't been this lively for a long time. Even before the opening time, the gallery was already filled with scattered people.
Jiang Ruiming hadn't felt so proud for a long time.
The dazzling array of excellent works are all his favorites.
In particular, he set aside a separate space to display the works of senior sister Yi Shuang.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door and he looked over with a smile.
Everyone in the exhibition hall shifted their attention away from the exquisite works.
They were wearing the same suit, looked similar, and the taller man was very young.
He wore frameless glasses and had a smile on his face. His handsome face was so good-looking that people were afraid to approach him, but because of that gentle smile, they felt a little close to him.
On the other hand, the man next to him had an extremely cold and aloof aura, as if he kept strangers away. Just looking at him made me feel a chill.
At this time, the man with glasses smiled and approached the abstinent man. He said something to the abstinent man. The abstinent man looked up at him, and the frost on his face melted visibly.
The people staring at them only then realized that they had unintentionally held their breath.
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