Busy CEO: Playboy at Midnight

This man was nie rong.

He sat there alone and looked at the red wine in the glass. He shook it a few times, and his face was filled with a desolate smile. He raised his glass and drank it in one gulp, then filled it with wine.

His lonely figure was out of place compared to the atmosphere in the bar.

Lu qian stared at him with a complicated expression in her eyes and slowly walked over to sit opposite him.

"Miss, what do you need?"

The waiter looked at lu qian and asked.

Lu qian hesitated and glanced at nie rong, "Just like this gentleman."

This sentence successfully attracted nie rong's attention, and his eyes slowly shifted to lu qian.

"Until I drink something?"

"Take goru!" Lu qian looked at nie rong and replied emotionally. Nie rong frowned at him.

A smile appeared on lu qian's face, "There is a beautiful and touching love story behind this. Is there a touching love story behind this wine, sir?"

After lu qian finished speaking, she had already placed a glass of red wine in front of her. She held it in her hand and carefully looked at it before slowly tasting it.

"Indeed, it's a little sour. The aftertaste is very good."

"It's like love." Nie rong picked up the red wine and took a big sip.

Lu qian looked at him and smiled. According to what maggie found out, nie rong had a relationship here before she left the country.

That is a sentimental girl, sad, the biggest hobby is to taste red wine taste the taste of love.

After the girl died in a car accident, nie rong was heartbroken and decadent for a year, so he decided to go abroad for further study.

Now that she came back, she would definitely remember the sad past...

Nie rong looked at the red wine for a long time, then his gaze returned to lu qian again and looked at her from head to toe, "Do you also like to wear white clothes?"

"Black, it's just a coincidence today. Do you have friends who like to wear white clothes?" Lu qian pretended to be curious.

Nie rong let out a long sigh of relief.... "There was once a girl who liked to wear white clothes and drink red wine with stories." He took another sip of the red wine.

Lu qian understood who she was talking about, but she pretended to be curious, "Is this girl your girlfriend? She must be a kind and sentimental girl."

This sentence reminded nie rong of the memories in his heart. He paused and gently shook his head and smiled shyly, "The past is like smoke, never mind." He picked up the red wine in his glass and gulped it down.

Lu qian also picked up her wine glass and took a sip. The sour and distant taste made her feel the same way.

"What's your name, miss? You and my girlfriend have a lot in common, which makes me feel kind. Can you tell me your life? Can we make a friend?"

Nie rong looked at lu qian and asked.

Lu qian smiled and replied, "Lu qian." After saying that, he gulped down the cup of nargau in one gulp.

Lu qian.

When nie rong heard this name, he frowned slightly and was relieved after a short pause, "You are similar to my girlfriend, but you are also different. You are much stronger than her."

Lu qian smiled and did not answer.

Nie rong took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to lu qian, "Here is my card. I hope to make a friend with you, lu qian."

Lu qian nodded and took a closer look before holding the business card in her hand.

Nie rong's two words were particularly eye-catching.

Fu liangchuan was injected with the drug from this person.

Nie rong smiled when he saw lu qian's confused expression, "I drank a little too much today. I'm going back now."

"I'll send you back." Lu qian took the initiative to quickly say that time was running out and she needed to get to know nie rong as soon as possible and gain his trust.

Nie rong was surprised when he heard this, but his blurred eyes looked at lu qian. His consciousness, which was slightly numb by the alcohol, was in a hazy state, and he paused slightly.

Lu qian and little butterfly were similar.

"Alright, I'll have to trouble miss lu then."

Looking at nie rong's slightly intoxicated eyes, lu qian nodded and smiled, "Let's go."

When she exited the charming bar, she saw a red porsche listening to lu qian not too far away. She glanced at nie rong, "Your car?"

"Over there." Nie rong pointed at a gray maybach.

Lu qian took a glance at this car and felt that it was very familiar. It seemed that nie rong's relationship with ning yu was really extraordinary.

"Let's go." Nie rong smiled at lu qian and walked to the parking lot. Lu qian sent a message to maggie and asked someone to drive her porsche away.

When maggie received this news, she was very worried and worried about lu qian's safety. However, this was the only way to save the ceo.

She sighed helplessly. It seemed that lu qian had really gone all out to save fu liangchuan.

After getting into nie rong's car, lu qian clenched her fingers tightly. She had investigated nie rong in all directions and was considered a clean person. It was still hard to forget her old girlfriend.

Therefore, she didn't think nie rong would mess with her.

However, under the influence of alcohol... She acted like nie rong's ex-girlfriend again and still felt uneasy.

She knew that little butterfly liked to wear white clothes, so she specially wore a white one today. However, when nie rong asked her what color she liked, she still said black rationally.

Because she wanted to use the point to make nie rong. She wasn't a butterfly, and although there were similar places, there were different places.

The driver drove his car smoothly.

Nie rong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around to look at lu qian and smiled faintly, "What does miss lu do?"

She listened carefully and wanted to hear lu qian's answer.

Lu qian calmed down and returned to her room naturally, "Fashion design."

After hearing this answer, nie rong frowned, "Little butterfly used to design clothes too. She likes white clothes. I told you before."

Lu qian nodded and smiled.

However, nie rong didn't think that lu qian's answer was just because he had heard of her name from ning yu.

"I think miss lu is a little overqualified for fashion design..." Before she could finish her sentence, she stopped. Naturally, she turned back to look at lu qian with deep meaning.

Lu qian rubbed her fingers. He had investigated nie rong, but after nie rong heard her name, she remembered that it was a pause, so she was not sure how much nie rong knew about her.