"Mr. Sheng." Ye Qian spoke the moment Sheng Shaoan glanced at him.

"You are Ye Xin's son." They met once in the Rong family. Anyone else would only remember the relationship between Ye Qian and the Rong family, but Sheng Shaoan called out Ye Qian's own family background.

Ye Qian was stunned. Ever since Ye Qian's accident, no one remembered his father anymore. Those who approached him were all targeting the Rong family, not Ye Qian.

"Thank you, Mr. Sheng, for remembering my father. I am Ye Qian." Ye Qian has heard a lot about Sheng Shaoan's deeds. He is proud of his talent. He has also secretly compared the person in front of him who is not of the same period as himself. He thinks that apart from his family background,

, he may not be inferior to Sheng Shaoan, but at this moment he had to admit that the gap between him and Sheng Shaoan cannot be overcome by a family background and a few years older.

"Well, we had tea together before." Sheng Shaoan sounded like an elder.

Ye Qian is 23 years old this year, and Sheng Shaoan is only seven years older than him at most, not even his father's generation, right? But he can only think about this in his heart, and he still has to be a junior in front of Sheng Shaoan.

They are all members of a wealthy family. The descendants of any family are up to date, and the children of any family are smart will be spread all over the world. Sheng Shaoan is undoubtedly the most talented person in the limelight at that time. There is no elder who does not praise him, and there is no peer.

Jealous of him, even people who are a few years younger than him are secretly competing with each other. If Sheng Shaoan hadn't suddenly left the country more than ten years ago, I'm afraid there would still be a rivalry.

"Are you tired?" After greeting Ye Qian, Sheng Shaoan turned around and asked Mo Ying softly, with a soft light in his eyes.

Mo Ying shook her head. She had never touched alcohol. Today was her first time drinking. She had heard of many symptoms after drinking, but she didn't seem to have any of them. She just felt that she had become lighter.

"Let's go home now." Sheng Shaoan's tone can be called gentle. It is not Ye Qian's kind of thoughtfulness and gentleness that everyone can see. It is experienced in words and subtle actions.

Ye Qian looked at the scene in front of him. No matter how calm he had practiced, his expression could not help but reveal some complexity.

"Do you need me to send Mr. Ye back?" Sheng Shaoan prepared to go back before forgetting that there was another person.

Ye Qian shook his head, "No, I can do it myself."

Sheng Shaoan didn't force it, he took Mo Ying into the car and drove away in a few seconds.

Ye Qian was still in the same place. Although he was stunned for only a few seconds, it made Ye Qian feel helpless and defeated. He originally thought he could win a match, but now it seems that he has lost even before the match.

, his preparedness was like a child pretending to be an adult.

The way Sheng Shaoan and Mo Ying get along also makes people feel weird. Too harmonious can give people a sense of uneasiness.

The car drove farther and farther. After Mo Ying got on the car, she leaned against it. The stamina of the wine gradually increased, and she was not unconscious. It was just that the feeling of weightlessness became more and more obvious. Her consciousness was still clear.

In other words, she is more aware than ever that she is aware of the dangers of those around her, so she keeps a lot of distance from dangerous people.
Chapter completed!