"Get out!" Yu Qiuchi was in a bad mood after drinking, and when he encountered this kind of person, he simply threw him out.
Fearing that Yu Qiuchi might actually make a move here, Lin Yan quickly ordered someone to take the young lady away.
"Ancestor, let's not act crazy here, or my brother will skin me alive." Lin Yan was completely devoid of his usual arrogance. He was sweating profusely at the thought of his brothers coming upstairs.
It's already exhausting enough to deal with business meetings on weekdays, and now they even have to drink with them in private... Only someone as shameless as Lu Xiaoran can hang out with them.
The private room was filled with smoke. Lu Xiaoran was playing King's Game with a group of playboys, his arm around a girl. As soon as you entered the room, you could hear his crisp kissing sound.
The moment Yu Qiuchi opened the door to the private room, everyone's attention was drawn to him. They instinctively looked at Mo Weiyun in the center of the room, and the entire room fell silent except for the loud music playing.
Yu Qiuchi met Mo Weiyun's gaze through the smoke. Mo Weiyun's expression was cold, his eyes dark and brooding, giving off a suffocating feeling.
Yu Qiuchi said coldly to Lin Yan, "You didn't say he was here too."
Lin Yan is a scapegoat in this matter. He didn't even know Mo Weiyun was here. If he had known beforehand, he would never have brought Yu Qiuchi in.
After all, it's obvious who's familiar and who's unfamiliar. He and Yu Qiuchi are brothers, and Mo Weiyun is just someone he calls "brother" because of his relationship with Yu Qiuchi.
Yu Qiuchi turned around and wanted to leave.
"Stop." Mo Weiyun spoke amidst the music, raising his glass to gesture for Yu Qiuchi to come over: "Don't you know to offer a toast to your brother?"
Yu Qiuchi pursed her lips, her resolve lasting less than a second, before she finally retracted her stride.
He strode forward, took the wine glass from Mo Weiyun's hand, and downed it in one gulp. Perhaps because he had drunk too much, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a childish, defiant tone, "Mo Weiyun, what kind of brother are you to me!"
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