Good night, Mr. Pei

Chapter 411 Comfortable, Uncle!
"Long time to see you! In the final analysis, it's the Song family's side branch that can't do it! Otherwise, it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, so it's so miserable?"

"Such a disrespectful star deserves to be reduced to this point. Maybe she is empty, that's what she likes. The Charming Bar is more attractive to men than the Charming Presidential Suite!"

"..."

The people below talked about Song Qingci on the stage without shy away.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of disdainful sighs and sneers.

Song Qingci was holding the microphone, her knuckles turned white, but her face was very calm and calm.

Soon, the music sounded, and Song Qingci sang to the rhythm.

Her voice can be sweet, neutral, especially clean, and her singing is mellow and ethereal.

Even though she has been focusing on acting in movies on the big screen, her singing skills are also very good. A song is performed by her in a variety of styles, causing many men in the audience to stare straight at him.

A black dress with a one-shoulder collar made her skin as white as snow.

There are men who are drunk even though they haven't been drinking.

She leaned forward to stuff Ai Xiangnuan's chest with banknotes, one by one red banknotes were stuffed into her neckline, the banknotes pierced her delicate skin, it hurt a little when it rubbed past, and a layer of pink suddenly appeared.

Song Qingci told herself: In this life, people will never be enemies with money.

Because, can't win!

At the end of the song, the straight-eyed man saw Song Qingci put down the microphone, and shouted at her: "One more song! One more song!"

Song Qingci raised her foot and was about to leave, but was suddenly pulled from the stage to the bottom.

Song Qingci came here to sing here, and she was already mentally prepared. She barely stabilized her body, and pinched the man's wrist with the other hand, and slammed it hard. The man bared his teeth in pain and let go of his hand.

That person is a high-level executive of Huayu Entertainment Group, and he has met Song Qingci before, but he has never had the chance to get close to a woman like her who is as glamorous as a snowy mountain.

Furthermore, Orange Sky Entertainment Group has always been the dominant player in the entertainment industry, and a small company like Huayu can't get into their eyes.

The man who was three times drunk stretched out his arms to wrap around Song Qingci's small waist, and threatened in a low voice, "Song Qingci, I will tell you today, don't toast or eat fine wine, follow me obediently, and keep it safe." Live comfortably!"

The blinding neon lights made it difficult for her to see her surroundings.

Comfortable you uncle!
Song Qingci pushed away the drunk man, and ran towards the bar door as if fleeing.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly poured into the bar.

The man who was surrounded at the front was wearing a black Italian handmade suit. The suit was crisp and slender, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and every step he took carried a fierce and powerful aura.

And that look...

Song Qingci's eyes brightened.

She passed through the crowd, ran directly towards the man, grabbed his arm, and said with a smile, "Honey!!"

The leading man stopped and looked down at Song Qingci's hand that was holding his arm.

Song Qingci smiled, and looked at the man in front of him under the neon lights. His eyebrows were handsome, his appearance was outstanding, his nose was straight, but his lips were slightly pursed, with inherent dignity and elegance. The black suit was low-key and reserved, mature and elegant. steady.

Seeing him frowning slightly, Song Qingci was taken aback for a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed in her heart.

She opened her mouth and whispered: "Xiaobai, it's me, Song Qingci!!"

"Xiaobai?" The man repeated, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the woman thought he was Ji Liubai.

But...what to do, he is Ji Liunian.

(End of this chapter)