Lure To Marriage

"Miss Qin, you are not honest, and you are not welcome. Did you think about how I felt last time you broke my arm and leg? "

This guy, shameless, is really unprecedented, no one will come.

If you screw your arm off, you can continue to fly

"Who the hell are you lying to? Today, Laozi is going to treat him with his own way. Brothers, this is Qin Mofei's asshole's woman. We're all focused. Don't be polite to me. "

Huang Mao is a man who only talks but doesn't do anything. When his gang of vigorous brothers rush up, he himself shrinks to the last side. I also get up and look down at them with absolute height, which frightens them.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" I sneered, not timid.

"What are you afraid of? Qin Mofei's people are not here. I'll fight and run away." Yellow hair instigates a way, but the little thug there is a bit of fear, is hesitating, behind him suddenly came a voice.

"Don't you want to be wild in my land?"

The sound was not light or heavy, but it was powerful enough to come down the stairs. I looked up and a man came slowly down.

He is about thirty years old, with a pair of glasses, and his appearance is also gentle and elegant. Wearing loose linen pants and coat, there is a kind of temperament out of place with the atmosphere of the bar. However, his most outstanding is the horsetail at the back of his head, which is very elegant.

I thought about it and thought it was a bit like the black boss in the TV series "Yu sin". He was gentle and elegant, but it was very frightening.

Huang Mao was stunned at the sight of him. He suddenly fell down, "Third Master, why are you in this place? I don't know this is your place. Let's go now. Don't be angry. "

What a turning point!

Huang Mao's voice did not fall, he immediately ran away with a group of his younger brothers, and did not care to threaten me a word or two. After they left, the man came over and looked at me lightly.

"Sorry, I scared you just now."

"Thank you for helping me out."

I found his hand was rough as mine. I also secretly looked at him, the outline of the facial features is very regular, can not pick out a little flaw, a man who is very observable.

However, I found that his glasses are flat, and I wonder what he is doing with such glasses. Is his eyes too sharp?

"Under Qin Chien, this is my bar. I'm very sorry about what happened just now. Well, I'll give you a bottle of wine to make amends. I don't know what you call it? "

"My name is Shen."

Qin Chien?

This name is really personalized. I can't help but look at him carefully. I feel that he is a little familiar, as if he had seen it before. But because the impression is too vague, I really can't remember.

I feel a little embarrassed that he was so polite. It was he who helped me out but gave me wine. He refused, but he was still sent by someone. It was a bottle of whisky. I think it should be more than 2000.

When I sat down, he was not grateful.

He mentioned Huang Mao and asked me, "did that group of people hate you? I remember that the first one seems to be Chen Kui's subordinate. "

“…… A little bit. "

I don't know the background of Qin Chien, but seeing that he mentioned Chen Kui very calm, I think he knows the nightclub better. Just now, Huang Mao called him the third master, and he was submissive. I was very puzzled.

He is Qin. He has nothing to do with the Qin family of Jinmen family? But Qin Mofei didn't mention them to me. Is there such a person in Qin family?

In any case, I didn't talk to Qin Chien too much, and I didn't speak after a few words. It happened that the bar had begun to pick up customers. He gave me a business card and went to greet people. The name card as like as two peas,

, is simple. It has only one phone and one name, just like my previous name card. But I still put the business card away, how to say that he is also a person who helped me, and I have to say hello when I see him later.

The business of the bar is very good, and it will be full in a short time. I haven't seen Shang Yan come in. I wonder if he doesn't come and wants to leave. But as soon as he got up, a cry came from the door.

"Old location, bring up the strongest wine!"

This voice is not Shang Yan. Who else?

I was a little angry. I couldn't drink half a cup of wine with his capacity. But he has been so for more than a month. Is he going to die?

I immediately went out with a dart and blocked in front of Shang Yan, who was in the wind. "You're not going to die, are you? Why drink every day

He was stunned, and then disdained to sneer, "this lady, do you have anything to do with my drinking? Get out of my way, please

He pushed me away with his hand and walked towards the innermost part. I followed him and saw him sitting where we had sat. All of a sudden, I couldn't help but sit beside him.The waiter may have known him. He quickly brought the wine and poured him a cup. He did it without saying a word. I didn't have time to stop him. He still wants to pour, I quickly pulled the wine into my hand, he squinted at me, eyes cool.

"Didn't you go down with people before spending the month with others? Why do you come to such a place?"

"Why do you drink because of me when you despise me so much? Is it worth it? "

"For you? Shen Huanyan, do you take you seriously? How can I get drunk for you? I just like drinking all of a sudden

He taunted me and his face began to turn red. I frowned and ignored him. No matter how bad he said, I would not refute it, because I was such a dirty and idle person.

"Give me the wine!" He roared.

I shook my head and held the wine in my arms. I think he has lost a lot of weight recently. His cheekbones are high. It must be caused by drinking too much. He is the director of the studio. What should I do if he breaks down?

"Shen Huanyan, what do you think you are? Give me the wine

He grabs me in the garbage can. Why do you want to take me to death? You say, how are you going to torture me? I've been waiting for you for so many years, but I've been waiting for you like this. "

"You can beat me and scold me, but you can't drink. The studio is the painstaking efforts of the three of you. How can you live and die like this every day? "

"Oh, so you are so worried about the studio?" He sneered. "You just care about the studio, right?"

"Shang Yan, your body is your own. Do you have to practice like this? I don't want to hear soon that you've been drinking too much. I'll be very sad

I've been friends with him for so many years, and I understand his heartache for me. But what can I do? It's already happened. I don't have the ability to reverse the universe. He can beat me and scold me, but don't take it out on yourself.

"I don't need your concern. You are too hypocritical. Shen Huanyan, you are so outrageous. You talk about me as your best friend. Do you have any difficulties to tell me? You go to that kind of place, you, you Go away

He roared to his feet and staggered towards the bar. I stood up in a hurry to catch up, but accidentally hit the corner of the table, leg suddenly spread a bone erosion pain, pain I can not say.

But Shang Yan didn't see it. He went to the bar to drink, one cup after another, like a angry child. I couldn't stop him because I hurt my leg and it hurt for a long time without any relief.

I shivered against the sofa with my legs in my arms. I wanted to go to the hospital to have a look after the breath subsided. But I didn't want to. I felt more and more painful. The sweat on my forehead rolled like a waterfall.

Shang Yan was in a rage, so he didn't pay any attention to me. I stood up and tried to stop him, but I was hit by a dancer again, and I fell head over heels.

"Miss Shen!"

A cry of surprise came from behind me, and then someone rushed to protect me. It was Qin Chien. He also has a glass of wine in his hand, which may be in social intercourse. After he pushed the pestle away from me, he looked as if I was shaking and his face sank.

"What's the matter? Was it trampled on? "

"No, my leg just hit the table. Maybe my old injury has recurred. Could you please..."

"Offended."

Before my voice dropped, he picked me up and went straight up the stairs. Upstairs is his office. It's a suite. After he put me on the sofa, he lifted up my skirt and checked it. When he saw the long scar on my leg, he was stunned.

"Have you been hurt?"

I nodded and my legs were shaking with pain. He held my leg and pinched it from top to bottom. Then he massaged me on the belly of my leg. The pain immediately relieved a lot, and I slowly sat up.

"It didn't crack again. Maybe it was hit. You know your leg is not completely good. Why don't you pay attention to it?" He is still helping me with his fingering. "Your bones are still fragile. Be careful."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin. It doesn't hurt much now."

I think of Shang Yan, who is still drinking downstairs, and I feel very sad. He had never been so capricious that he did not listen to my explanation. In other words, all my explanations sounded like jokes to him. But I'm still worried about him. I don't want him to be hurt physically and mentally.

"Mr. Qin, I have to go. My friend is still down here."

"Is it Shang Yan?" He said faintly.

I was stunned, nodded, "do you know him?"

"The eldest son of the merchant naturally knows. He seems to be in a bad mood recently. He is a frequent visitor here. Let me help you down. " He said he went to the sink to wash his hands, and by the way he took off his eyes and wiped them.

I didn't expect that he knew Shang Yan well, which made me very confused. How could he know everyone and mentioned that they were calm.I secretly looked at him, and found that he did not wear eyes as if he had changed a person, the outline is clear, a pair of eyes like a cold sword like to capture the soul.

I was scared, and even said, "thank you, Mr. Qin, for your kindness. I still don't need it. My legs are much better and I can walk by myself."

I said quickly stood up to go, he put on his glasses and came back to the gentle look. I'm sure that he wears glasses to cover up his sharpness. This is not a simple person.

"I'll carry you down. The stairs are a little steep."

He picked me up and swaggered downstairs. I immediately blushed and looked anxiously at the bar, but I saw that Shang Yan was looking at me coldly, and his flushed cheek was as cold as ice.