C78 (2/2)

The two of them stood by the door.

See you at the beginning of the year

Actually, Liu Qingyan didn't like those kinds of occasions. However, there were some things that could be avoided if you didn't like them. If you are too different from others, no one will think you are moral and clean, but just feel that you are out of group.

He didn't like trouble, so he learned to be perfunctory.

This nightclub had not been opened for long, and its background was very complicated. Liu Qingyan was bored out of his mind as he watched his companions' ugly expressions in front of women. He held the wine cup in his hand and lightly drank the wine.

Seeing that he wasn't in a good mood, the room manager at the side carefully asked: ”Is it not to Young Master Liu's liking?”

He was referring to the young mistress who was sitting beside Liu Qingyan.

Honestly speaking, that girl was very pretty. Even though she was in this kind of situation, she did not seem to be lacking in any way. In fact, she even seemed to be quite clear about the fact that she was a class beauty of a film institute's acting department. She was almost a school beauty.

Liu Qingyan actually didn't even see the other party's face clearly. He casually placed his hand on the girl's waist and calmly said, ”Not bad.”

Even though Liu Qingyan had said so, judging from his expression, he was still in a bad mood.

After some thought, the manager left the room.

Liu Qingyan had come here several times, and every time they would send him the best girls, but there would only be a few of them. Recently, there weren't many good quality goods, so it seemed that in order to arouse Young Master Liu's interest, he would need a fresh face.

Better a face fresh enough to pinch.

He recalled the girl that his mother Sang mentioned before, the one who had just arrived two days ago. Due to her age, she wasn't even eighteen yet. As such, they didn't dare to push her out openly.

The manager looked at her fair and white face in satisfaction, then pushed open the door. He pointed at the man holding a glass of wine on the sofa with an indifferent expression and said, ”Go greet him, make sure he's satisfied, otherwise …”

”I know.” The lady interrupted him, her gaze fixated on Liu Qingyan's face.

That handsome, strong and somewhat cold face.

Her father's verdict was over. There was only a month until the final appeal, and she had no time.

The manager was sighing. Was it because when a woman saw Liu Qingyan, she would rush over like a moth to a flame? Even a little girl like Liu Qingyan was staring at her without blinking.

While the manager was silently cursing, the girl had already pushed open the door and slowly walked into the room.

Her movements were not big, but light and nimble, and her steps were as soft as a cat's. It was only when she stopped in front of him that Liu Qingyan noticed her.

Slowly she bent down and, bending her knees, met his gaze. Slowly she moved closer to him, her clear, almond-shaped eyes shining like a cat's eyes in the light.

Her hair slipped from her cheeks and brushed the back of his hand as he held the glass. She raised her gaze to look at him, then held the rim of the goblet in her hand. Borrowing the strength of her teeth, she poured the goblet into her mouth.

Su Wen extended his tongue to lick it and laughed softly: ”You're thirsty, do you mind?”

”This is my wine.” Liu Qingyan looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.

”But I've already drunk …” Su Xing was very innocent. ”Do you want to pay me back?”

”No need. I don't lack that stuff. ”

”So, do you want me?” she asked, looking at him.

Liu Qingyan's gaze suddenly turned deep as he gave a deep laugh that could not be seen from the bottom of his eyes.