Forced marriage, gossip queen

Chapter 17: Be Careful That The Wall Has Ears

Xia Qing is one of Qianyuan's few friends. She also met when she was a part-time model. Xia Qing has a better chance than Qianyuan. She has a good figure. Enter the sensual entertainment circle.

In the past two years, she has worked hard to create a world, and now she is also a well-known first-line model. Because of their working relationship, the two seldom contact each other and haven't seen each other for a long time.

"Yuan, I'm in a bad mood, come out and have a drink with me." Xia Qing's voice was dull and hoarse.

Qian Yuan vaguely heard the deafening music and noisy voices coming from the phone, and frowned, "Qing, what happened? Where are you?"

"My endorsement was robbed. It was originally mine. Who knew that this cooked duck would fly!" Xia Qing said in a very angry voice, and hiccupped, "Who told someone to have a backstage?" Well, Shi Ami, that bitch..."

Time Ami?What is she?

Qian Yuan didn't have a good impression of this person either, Xia Qing helplessly rubbed her temples and reminded: "Be careful that the walls have ears."

"What are you afraid of? Isn't she relying on having a godfather who is rich and powerful! I will also find one who is more powerful than her godfather!"

Qianyuan knew that Xia Qing was drunk, so she shook her head helplessly.

"Where are you, I'll look for you right away." Xia Qing probably drank a lot, and it's not safe for her to be in the bar, so it's better to take her home.

Qian Yuan got out of bed, changed clothes, and took a taxi to the address Xia Qing gave.

"Mei" is a very distinctive bar in City A. Qianyuan has never been there before, and she can't see anything special at the door. When she enters, she finds out that the designer's eerie castle is full of tangled vines. The green rubber imitates viscous blood, the dim light, the strangely dressed waiter, Qian Yuan shrinks his neck, a bit unacceptable.

After passing through a long staircase and a long corridor, I finally came to the inside of the bar. The music was deafening, bodies writhing with lost souls on the dance floor, Qian Yuan kept his eyes on the bar, and finally found Xia Qing, who has been drinking heavily.

Xia Qing seemed to have come directly from the place of work. She didn't change her clothes. She was wearing a bright red backless dress with a few bottles of whiskey in front of her. Although Xia Qing was wearing sunglasses on her body, the cold aura she exuded did not diminish, so those men only dared to look at her, but did not dare to approach her.

"Sunny." Qianyuan walked over, put the bag on the bar, and sat on the high chair.

"You're here, have a drink?" Xia Qing turned her head and couldn't see her eyes, but her smile was forced.

"Okay, you've already drank so much, let's go back." Qian Yuan supported Xia Qing's shoulders, trying to pull her up, but Xia Qing brushed her hand away and hooked her neck instead, Putting her whole body up, her pink cheeks were slightly red, her red lips were slightly raised, and her arms were full of warm and fragrant nephrite. If it was a man with a strong blood, she could not help but pounce on her, Qian Yuan smiled helplessly.

"No!" Xia Qing shook her head, then asked the bartender to bring a glass of cocktail, and pushed it in front of Qian Yuan, "Chat with me."

Qianyuan saw that she seemed drunk, but her thoughts were still very clear, so she just took her glass and sat down to talk to her. Xia Qing took off her sunglasses and threw them on the bar. Qianyuan was about to remind her to be careful of being caught. He recognized her, but saw the faint sadness between her brows, and his heart softened, and he stroked her back to comfort her.

"I'm a little tired." Xia Qing said suddenly, rubbing her brows.

"Huh?" Qian Yuan couldn't respond.

(End of this chapter)