Chapter 101 You Look Kind
The man stared ahead, at a long and quiet corridor that seemed to have no end, stretching into the distance.
The corridor is wide and dark, with faint light flickering on the walls and the bright red carpet with extremely obvious visual contrast, giving the whole space a suffocating and depressing atmosphere.
Qin Si stood by the window, the sound of wind whistling in his ears, and he was staring at something like a beast encountering its prey.
Jiang Zhiyue could feel the sharp and cold gaze watching her. Qin Si noticed her, but for some reason, he didn't say anything.
After Jiang Zhiyue made a circle and returned to the original place, the man leaned lazily against the window, looking completely different from the cold and cool look just now.
He looks like he's taking a breath here.
The silver platinum-plated lighter was flicked open, and a beam of fire lit up. Qin Si brought the cigarette to the edge of his thin lips. The smoke diffused his deep and elegant outline, which was so handsome that it was breathtaking.
The hall where Bai Yanzhu performed was in Building C, and there was only this corridor leading to Building C. Jiang Zhiyue returned along the same route, which was not unexpected to Qin Si. It was as if he had been waiting for her here specially.
The little girl tilted her head and looked at Jiang Zhiyue, mumbling softly, "Hey, that's strange, Sister Xiaoyue, are we lost? We are back again."
"Yes, we just took the wrong road." Jiang Zhiyue said calmly, "Maybe the theater is too big."
She didn't expect that Qin Si hadn't left yet.
Perhaps those who try to avoid it deliberately will only end up making things worse.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't wear a dress today, but when she passed by Qin Si, she deliberately moved to the side, pushed her wheelchair over, and kept a relatively safe distance from the man.
The girl was wearing a long skirt with embroidery elements. The skirt was very long, covering her fair feet. The hem of the skirt hung naturally and did not drag on the ground.
Qin Si could only see the girl's face slightly tilted, her eyebrows delicate and calm, her eyelids thin, and her face lightly blushed, through which her thin blood vessels were still faintly visible, making her look like a delicate little white flower.
This is in stark contrast to the photos of her on the tennis court.
He exhaled a puff of smoke, his face was hidden in the swirling mist, his eyes were slightly narrowed, making it impossible to see his expression.
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Qin Si took a look at Jiang Zhiyue for a while, and when Jiang Zhiyue was about to walk out of his sight, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "You look very kind."
There was no one else in the entire corridor except them, and it was obvious that this sentence was directed at Jiang Zhiyue.
He stood there motionless, even though they were some distance apart, the feeling of oppression was still very strong.
The man flicked the ash casually, then crushed the cigarette butt and threw it into the metal trash can next to him.
He had a strong smell of tobacco on him. When Jiang Zhiyue heard his words, she subconsciously paused, but when the strong smell of tobacco got closer, she quickly pushed the wheelchair.
He was still a step too slow. Qin Si was tall and had long legs, so he walked straight towards him.
Just as Jiang Zhiyue tried to push the wheelchair to escape, the big hand wearing a black glove grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and Jiang Zhiyue could not push it anymore.
Jiang Zhiyue raised her head. Even though her face was displeased, it didn't look very hurtful. "Master Qin, what's the matter?"
Qin Si only needed to exert a little force to overturn the wheelchair. His dark eyes were filled with contempt and coldness. "I'm praising you for your kindness."
Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to get entangled with him. From what happened before, it was not surprising that he would overturn the child's wheelchair when he was unhappy.
These people do whatever they want, and the dignity and lives of others are not worth mentioning.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiyue could deeply feel Qin Si's morbid lack of empathy. In his eyes, that extreme morbidity did not distinguish between men, women, young and old. He was not born with this thing, or perhaps because he was born into a pampered life, he could not develop this thing in the environment.
"Let go." Jiang Zhiyue said to him, "The concert will be over soon. Master Qin, do you want everyone to know that you and I are alone?"
"Are you threatening me?" Qin Si raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes like deep pools narrowed slightly. His gaze was extremely cold, so cold that it seemed to be condensed into a substance.
Jiang Zhiyue really hoped that he would fall into the slums one day and experience the sufferings of the world, perhaps only then could he curb his suffocating arrogance.
"I really did something wrong. I hope Master Qin will show mercy and not hold it against me." Jiang Zhiyue lowered her tone, and under the light, her chest trembled with the rise and fall of her breathing.
Her skin, as delicate as white jade, perfectly shows off her graceful figure under the white long skirt with a cinched waist. Her swan neck is white and tender, and her chest is full and dazzling.
Qin Si had a bird's-eye view and saw everything.
He curled his lips coldly, "You said this last time."
Jiang Zhiyue really didn't know how she had offended him. If she had to say what she had offended him, it was that she shouldn't have appeared in front of Qin Si because of Gu Zhaoye.
The retro bell rang in the corridor. A concert lasted three hours. When the bell rang for the second time, it meant that the concert was about to end. Jiang Zhiyue was very clear about the rules of the theater.
She couldn't be seen entangled with Qin Si here when the show was over. At this moment, the sound of high heels was heard in the corridor.
It seemed to be the voice of a middle-aged woman, "Master Qin, why are you here? What are you doing......?"
Jiang Zhiyue turned her back to the voice, and Qin Si let go of his hand the moment the female voice sounded.
He turned around, his strong and tall body was enough to block Jiang Zhiyue's leaving figure. The middle-aged woman frowned, but she didn't see clearly who Qin Si was talking to.
"Yeon-joo's concert is about to end. I'll have to trouble Master Qin and the children to take photos later." She smiled politely.
Qin Si raised his eyebrows, turned and left.
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When Jiang Zhiyue returned to the theater, the concert was coming to an end. When Bai Yanzhu finished playing the last song, Qin Si returned to the second floor.
Amidst thunderous applause from the audience, Bai's mother, a strong career woman, dressed like an elegant lady, came on stage to present flowers and hugged Bai Yanzhu and smiled.
Under the bright lights, Bai Yanzhu smiled sweetly and happily, like a shining star.
The huge theater was packed, which was enough to show how much importance this country attaches to her.
The well-deserved first lady.
This was the highlight moment in Bai Yanzhu's life. She raised her head and looked proudly at Qin Si on the podium.
The man leaned lazily against the back of the chair, his stern eyebrows and eyes were tinged with darkness by the light.
In the shadow of the light, he blended himself into the darkness, but no one knew what he was thinking.
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