Chapter 121: Uncle Qin is here

The phone in my pocket suddenly started vibrating.

Shi Yang became even more drunk. He lazily opened his eyelids, took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, and then answered the call.

"Uncle Qin, what's wrong?"

The tone was lazy and casual, with the ending tone stretched out a bit.

Even though the current from the mobile phone sounded a little distorted, Qin Yanchuan still sensed the drunkenness in Shi Yang's words.

"Drinking?"

Shi Yang half-closed his eyelids and lied without thinking: "No, I didn't drink alcohol, I drank grape juice."

Qin Yanchuan leaned against the sofa in the living room. Hearing this, he frowned slightly, "Where are you? Who are you with?"

"Brother Yelan, in... in a club, I forgot the name."

"Brother Yelan is drunk, but I am not."

Qin Yanchuan naturally didn't believe these words. He sat up and lowered his voice a little: "Send me the location."

Shi Yang hesitated for two seconds before saying "oh" and hanging up the phone.

He slowly opened WeChat, found Qin Yanchuan's chat box, and sent his location.

Not long after, the other party replied with a two-second voice message.

Shi Yang clicked on the little red dot and put the speaker of the phone to his ear. The man's usual cold and low-pitched voice entered his eardrum:

"Stay still."

It was like speaking into his ear.

This is the real sexy subwoofer. Shi Yang was very happy and listened to it over and over again.

Qin Yanchuan had just returned from the company and hadn't even had time to change his clothes before he got up and went out again.

There was quite a lot of traffic at that time, and it took him about half an hour to reach his destination.

By this time it was completely dark. Qin Yanchuan got out of the car and walked into the club in broad strides.

A cold wind blew, and the hem of the man's coat was blown up by the wind.

When the receptionist saw who was walking in from outside, her eyes immediately lit up and she greeted him warmly.

"Master Qin, you came alone today."

Qin Yanchuan usually didn't like to come to such places, but he would occasionally go there to discuss business and meet with friends.

The front desk staff naturally knew him.

Qin Yanchuan politely nodded to the front desk, and without saying anything else, he asked directly, "Which box is Qin Yelan in?"

"Second Young Master Qin... in the VIP room of 2010."

"I'll take you up."

Qin Yanchuan followed the front desk and took the elevator directly to the 20th floor.

"Master Qin, it's right here."

"Um."

The receptionist left, Qin Yanchuan grasped the door handle and slowly pushed open the door of the private room.

It was dimly lit inside, and several young people were drinking and singing, but Shi Yang was not one of them.

From a distance, Qin Yanchuan's gaze was fixed on a certain person somewhere in the box.

Shi Yang was still leaning comfortably on the sofa, with a young man in a shirt and trousers standing behind him.

The collar of the other person's shirt was open, his sleeves were rolled up, and his hands were placed on Shi Yang's shoulders, massaging him.

There was also a man sitting next to him who was dressed similarly, very close to Shi Yang, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and personally handed it to Shi Yang's mouth.

"How about a drink, Mr. Shi?"

Half of Shi Yang's face was hidden in the dim light. He lowered his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips seemed to twitch upwards. Then he slowly opened his mouth and took a sip of wine, his Adam's apple rolling.

Qin Yanchuan, who was standing at the door, happened to see this scene.

The man's expression was blurred in the dim light, making it hard to see the emotions flowing in his eyes.

At the same time, except Shi Yang and Qin Yelan, the other four people noticed the man who suddenly appeared outside the door.

Just like students skipping classes to go to an Internet cafe and running into the dean, Yu Chengze and Liu Shun stood up immediately.

"Then, then, then... isn't that Brother Liang's uncle?"

Yang Zan and Li Si also stood up.

In their circle, no one doesn't know Qin Yanchuan.

"Uncle Qin, why are you here?"

"You are here to see Ye Lan, he is drunk."

Qin Yanchuan hummed, then walked inside and said to the young people who were either respectful or polite, "You guys continue to play, don't worry about me."

The tone sounded a little gentle.

While continuing to play, several people followed Qin Yanchuan's footsteps with their peripheral vision.

However, he did not walk towards Qin Yelan who was sitting in the corner of the sofa, but walked straight to Shi Yang.

Shi Yang was already about 70% drunk at this time and knew nothing.

Instead, the two male models noticed something was wrong. When they looked up, they met Qin Yanchuan's deep and cold eyes.

Just a glance was filled with the invisible sense of oppression from the superior, without a trace of kindness.

On the contrary, his tone was calm and calm when he spoke: "Everyone get out."

The customers who come here to spend money are all rich or noble. The two of them probably guessed who the man who suddenly appeared was, and they couldn't help but feel awe.

They didn't say anything else, just responded quickly and walked quickly out of the box.

Shi Yang finally reacted, looking at the male models' backs with a blank look on his face as they left, "Hmm... why are they all leaving?"

After saying this, he realized belatedly that there was someone standing in front of him, and the tall figure almost enveloped him.

Shi Yang's gaze slowly moved upwards, staring at the face opposite him for a long time before he nodded in sudden realization.

"It's Uncle Qin..."

The voice is casual and soft, and sounds unclear.

Only the sound of music echoed in the box, and Yu Chengze and his companions were as quiet as chickens.

Qin Yanchuan didn't say anything, but stared at the person on the sofa for a long time.

The boy's eyes were blurred, his hair was disheveled, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, his cheeks were flushed, and his two slowly opening and closing lips seemed to be stained red by the alcohol.

Very drunk.

Shi Yang's brain was dull, and he didn't realize anything was wrong. He even picked up the wine glass and passed it over, smiling and asking, "Uncle Qin, do you want to... have a drink too?"

"It's time to go back."

"No, you have to drink me... I will go back with you."

Qin Yanchuan reached out and actually took the wine glass from Shi Yang's hand. There was still half a glass of wine left in it.

As he had to drive later, he took a symbolic sip, just a drop of the liquid.

Despite this, the reactions of the four people watching the excitement were quite interesting, with shock and astonishment.

One had his mouth wide open, one had his eyes wide open, and another choked on the beer he had just drunk.

Qin Yanchuan put the wine glass back on the table as if no one was around, and said, "Drink it."

Shi Yang opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Qin Yanchuan suddenly leaned over, put his hands through his back and knees, and lifted him up.

The four people nearby were even more shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief.

ah?

What's happening?

Can anyone explain this?