Lin Qi turned around, his face full of anxiety, and spoke apologetically.
Looking at Xing Sijue's dark face, even Yan Qing swallowed his saliva and was about to say something to send Lin Qi away.
Then I heard Xing Sijue speak slowly.
"No, you can go back."
His voice was faint, and Lin Qi was so frightened that his feet were trembling, "I'm sorry, Master Jiu, I'm really sorry..."
Lin Qi tried his best to explain, but then he heard a cold sound coming from above his head.
"Go back and accompany your wife. We will take the plan and discuss it in detail at Xing's tomorrow." Xing Sijue didn't look at him and twirled the wine glass with his thin and slender fingers.
Lin Qi's trembling hands were stunned, "Jiuye...you mean..."
Yan Qing, who was standing next to him, was also obviously surprised. He kicked him lightly and said with a smile, "Boy, are you stupid? Master Jiu is interested in you. Go back tonight and be ready to sign the project with the plan tomorrow."
Lin Qi gritted his teeth, his expression of ecstasy mixed with disbelief.
"Really? Thank you Master Jiu for giving me the chance! Thank you!"
He had been struggling for a long time for the project he was working on, but he never thought that the famous Master Jiu would actually like him!
He was so happy that people even walked out of the box and were still enjoying themselves.
In the box, Yan Qing leaned his head closer to look at Xing Sijue.
He was pushed away immediately.
"What are you doing?" Xing Sijue glanced at him with disgust.
"No, Master, wasn't your face darker than coal just now? Why did you agree again? I thought there would be another murder in City A tonight." Yan Qing raised his eyebrows.
Xing Sijue tugged on his shirt and pulled apart his tie in annoyance, "He is very family-oriented."
"That's it?" Yan Qing was surprised, "Master, are you possessed by some ghost?"
While frightened, he reached out to touch Xing Sijue, but then he was thrown away again in disgust.
"Oh! I see, you must have been stimulated. Master Jiu said, have you really fallen in love with your sister-in-law? No wonder Wanwan came back this time..." Yan Qing muttered.
Xing Sijue interrupted in a deep voice, "What should I do?"
"Ah? It's nothing, it's just...it's just not the same as before." Yan Qing swallowed, feeling nervous.
Oh my gosh, why did I accidentally let it slip?
The air became silent for a moment, and Yan Qing secretly looked at Xing Sijue, who was drinking sullenly.
Xing Sijue actually doesn't like to touch alcohol. In his eyes, alcohol is a very sinful thing.
It will destroy his restraint.
In fact, Master Jiu has a good drinking capacity, but something happened a few years ago, and after that, Master Jiu seldom drinks.
"Master, drink less. It's harmful to your health." Yan Qing couldn't stand it and wanted to stop him but didn't dare.
Xing Sijue's heart felt heavy and he felt out of breath, but he didn't know what was wrong.
He pulled off his tie and suddenly said, "What do you think Jiang Song..."
Halfway through his words, he took another sip of wine and said, "Forget it."
Yan Qing scratched his head, "Sir, this is vodka. Slow down. What were you just about to say?"
Xing Sijue said nothing and drank sullenly.
Although Yan Qing didn't ask for more details, he had some guesses in his mind.
After half an hour, Yan Qing gradually felt that he could hardly drink anymore.
The key point is that Xing Sijue only drinks and doesn’t chatter!
I drank it just to get into the ICU.
Yan Qing waved his hand, "I can't drink anymore, Master Jiu, I have to go back... go back, otherwise, I will have to be hospitalized."
"Heh." Xing Sijue held the wine glass and hummed with some disdain.
Yan Qing hissed, "I won't drink anyway, and I think you're drunk too. How about I call my sister-in-law and ask her to pick you up?"
As soon as these words came out, Xing Sijue's sober and dark eyes just dropped and he said nothing.
Yan Qing did as he was told and took out his cell phone to call Jiang Song.
The other party connected quickly.
"Hello? Who's there?" came a woman's clear voice.
Yan Qing coughed and said, "Hello, sister-in-law. I'm Yan Qing. Well, Master Jiu was a little drunk at my place. I asked you to pick him up. Do you think you have time to come now? I'll pick him up.
I’ll send you the address.”
As soon as he said this, Xing Sijue was kicked hard on the butt.
Yan Qing groaned and turned around sadly.
Jiang Song on the other end of the phone agreed easily.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Qing sent the address, and then he leaned forward and said with a smile, "Master Jiu, my sister-in-law is actually very interested in you. As usual, don't be too cold-faced.
I'm afraid of being indifferent, not to mention that a delicate woman like my sister-in-law needs a little spice in life occasionally. Go back tonight and behave well?"
Xing Sijue leaned on the black leather sofa, his expression much more relaxed.
Obviously these words are very useful.
mood...
The old man told him last time that he looked like he was in crisis and worried about his marital status.
This thing is actually not that difficult.
Someone thought relaxedly, and the corners of his mouth turned up proudly, until——
"Master Jiu, madam asked me to pick you up!"
When a young man bent at ninety degrees and stood respectfully in front of him.
Yan Qing's expression changed drastically. He looked at Xing Sijue's extremely depressed face, stuttered and said, "Why... why is it you? Where is your wife? Are you waiting below?"
It was the first time for the young man to accept such a severe task, because Master Jiu always has a dedicated driver. He said cautiously, "Madam is at home... put on a facial mask and let me pick you up!"
Apply mask?!?!
Can this matter be more important than Master Jiu?
Yan Qing felt as if his head was going to explode. He glanced at the giant Buddha that was about to get angry at any time. He just wanted to send him away quickly.
"Then... ok, your wife must be preparing sobering tea or something at home, waiting for Master Jiu. What about that, I feel like vomiting. Yue, I have to leave first. Master Jiu, I will definitely accompany you next time.
Have a good drink."
After saying that, he slipped away.
There are so many mistakes to be made, but who would have thought that his sister-in-law has more character than he imagined.
The anxious young driver was left behind, "Master Jiu, do you want to leave now?"
Xing Sijue snorted coldly. He lost his previous drunkenness and walked out firmly and powerfully with long, slender steps.
Along the way, his face was as cold as if he wanted to kill someone.
…
Jiang Song was taking care of her skin care leisurely, but she didn't take the phone call to her heart at all.
He didn't even notice the man standing outside his door at this moment.
Xing Sijue opened the door.
Jiang Song realized this and turned back to look at Xing Sijue.
He stood at the door, the suit jacket on his body had faded away, and his cold eyes fell on her, faintly, and he didn't know what kind of charm it had.
"Come back?" Jiang Song slapped his face and sounded unconcerned.
Xing Sijue walked in, his dark eyes catching hers in the makeup mirror, "Why don't you come to pick me up?"
The tone was dull, with an inexplicable sense of coquettishness and complaint.
Jiang Song was stunned for a moment and raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you still fine and not drunk?"
In fact, he must have been quite drunk. After all, a normal Xing Sijue would never speak in such a tone.
But she deliberately acted like she didn't care.
"What if I get drunk and fall unconscious?" he continued to ask.
Jiang Song frowned, confused.
"What can I do? I don't believe that Yan Qing can leave you alone. You are the famous Ninth Master. Who dares to offend you?" She said calmly and calmly.
She didn't even notice that someone's dangerous desire was slowly approaching her...