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Chapter 52 Just want to confirm one thing

Yi Moqian drank a few more glasses of wine, the taste of the wine in his throat was not as usual, but rather bitter, the door of the box was pushed open, and Qingqing, the wine escort who poured wine on Zuo Tong just now, came in.
When she knew that the woman she just bullied was Miss Zuo, she was actually not afraid. Ever since she got close to Yi Moqian, she had a certain understanding of his affairs, and knew that Miss Zuo was someone he hated.

Miss Zuo swallowed her anger tonight, which further showed her unimportance, but after Yi Moqian scolded her impatiently, she was a little uncertain, and later saw Yi Moqian reaching out to shake Zuotong's hand After being rejected, she started to get scared.

It seems that the hearsay from outside is not credible, at least what she saw tonight was Miss Zuo's dislike of Yi Moqian, not Yi Moqian's dislike of Miss Zuo, because she has a certain understanding of Yi Moqian's means. Cognition, so she was always worried.

Qingqing didn't expect that Yi Moqian would go and come back, let alone look for her. Seeing Yi Moqian, her uneasy heart returned to her stomach, "Young Master Yi!"

Jiao Didi's voice made Yi Moqian look up and see Qingqing's charming smiling face. He frowned in disgust. This woman really doesn't know how to be rude to Zuo Tong. Zuo Tong is his now. How he wants to torment Zuo Tong is his business. How could it be someone else's turn to bully.If it wasn't for the fear of losing his identity, he really wanted to slap her face with a big mouth just now, Yi Moqian controlled himself to say a word from his throat, "Get out!"

The word he cherished like gold made Qingqing, who was about to lean over, give a pause, then turned around and went out in despair.

Qin Zimo on the side was taken aback by Yi Moqian's fury, "Old Yi, what are you?"

Yi Moqian didn't answer. The door was pushed open, and Lan Jing's manager walked in. He waved his hand to signal the ladies inside to go out, and then walked up to Yi Moqian, "Young Master Yi!"

Yi Moqian nodded, "Is he still in the private room?"

"No."

"Didn't I say try to stay in the private room as much as possible?" Yi Moqian's voice was a bit unpleasant.

"Young Master An doesn't want to stay here, but I'm ready." The manager handed something to Yi Moqian.

Yi Moqian opened it, and there were sounds of heartbeats, kisses, women's panting, and men's heavy breathing.

Yi Moqian's ugly face improved a bit, but Qin Zimo beside him was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

Hearing these passionate voices, Yi Moqian sneered, but Qin Zimo couldn't help it, "Old Yi, what the hell are you doing?"

"Can't you hear it?" Yi Moqian asked back, looking at the time, there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "An Zihao is really good in bed!"

"What do you want this kind of thing for?" Qin Zimo finally understood.

"Just want to confirm one thing!" Yi Moqian replied flatly.

(End of this chapter)