C1 (1/2)
Lin Xiao had just come down from a medical seminar. He was wearing a black tang suit.
His tall and slim figure made his clothes seem somewhat empty, but there was a hint of other charm added to it.
Although he had long hair that was as smooth as silk, no one thought that he was a woman.
It was because his well-defined face, as well as the arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, told the world that although he was in a good mood to see the world explode, he was a pure man.
Holding the cigarette in his hand, he glanced at the caller ID. ”Hello?” Lin Xiao's voice was so lazy that it sounded boneless.
It was unknown if it was due to this voice that the other party paused for two seconds.
”Is there something wrong? ”Am I busy?” Lin Xiao felt that every day, he would look for trouble.
A low laughter came from the other side, ”Xiao, Young Master Zhao is treating us today, so we're here to treat you.”
Lin Xiao had heard of this person before. He seemed to be quite famous in the shopping mall. He was a brainy and talented rich second-generation. He lowered his head and looked at his dressing. ”It's not convenient today …” His voice was still as lazy as before, causing the person opposite him to laugh lovingly.
”It's fine, just come at me. I'll be waiting for you.” Then he hung up.
Lin Xiao took a long drag on his phone.
He had been protecting him since he was young. If he didn't go, he wouldn't give him face. He could only go.
Therefore, when the door of the compartment was opened, everyone saw a beauty dressed in traditional Chinese clothing standing in front of the door.
He was already used to his dressing, so he waved his hand and called out to him, ”Xiao Xiao, come sit over here.”
Seeing that he was too young, Lin Xiao walked over and sat down in disdain.
It was only when he looked around and gave these mortals their gazes that they finally recovered from their shock.
Young Master Zhao stared straight at Lin Xiao and brought a glass of wine over. ”Doctor Lin, I have heard a lot about you. Let me toast you.”
Lin Xiao picked up the wine glass at the side and smiled, ”You're welcome.” As he spoke, he knocked Young Master Zhao's wine cup and downed it in one gulp.
”Doctor Lin, what song do you want me to sing?” I'll order one for you. ” A man who was sitting beside Young Master Zhao said with a smile.
Lin Xiao lit up a cigarette and said, ”I don't know how to.” If one didn't listen carefully, the faint voice would be drowned out by the music coming from the private box.
”Young Master Zhao admires you so much, just sing one for him.” That person was Yang Han, leaning on Young Master Zhao's shoulder as if he had no bones.
These words were rather unpleasant to hear, and his forward face looked quite unsightly.
Lin Xiao exhaled a mouthful of smoke and the corner of his mouth curled up, ”Oh?” What if I don't sing? ”
Yang Han did not expect Lin Xiao to not know how to appreciate favors. Wasn't he just a famous doctor? Isn't it the plaything of these young masters!
”If you don't sing …” Yang Han deliberately dragged out his voice, smiled and whispered into Lin Xiao's ear, ”The bed will be taught a lesson by Young Master Zhao.”
Yang Han sat up straight with a smile, but did not expect Lin Xiao to suddenly grab him by the neck.
Those slender hands, however, had quite a bit of strength. Yang Han struggled in suffocation.
The scene suddenly changed. Everyone stopped playing and looked in their direction.
Young Master Zhao's expression also changed, but he didn't dare to do anything to Lin Xiao. Although he was a rich second generation, Lin Xiao was a member of a medical family and passed down from generation to generation.
”Doctor Lin, that …” If you have something to say, then say it, if you have to say it, then say it. If Xiao Han pisses you off, then I'll apologize to you.
Lin Xiao grabbed Yang Han with an unbearable force. With his other hand, he put the cigarette into his mouth and smoked before gently spitting it out on Young Master Zhao's face. ”He probably ate shit today. His mouth stinks, so I have to wash him.”