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Chapter 509

Director Zhang was left by General Yang and rushed to the living room, but had to pick up the others first.

Qin Songyao and Lu Qiao were arranged on the table outside. It was difficult for everyone on the table, but none of them dared to be too rash.

Mr. Yang took advantage of the fact that the big man had not arrived yet and repeatedly promised that nothing would happen.

"They must be talking about things and will not force girls. You guys let it go...ah!"

Before Mr. Yang could finish his words, Qin Songyao poured a glass of wine on his face.

Lu Qiao laughed out loud.

"Get out." Qin Songyao didn't give Mr. Yang any face.

Mr. Yang dared not speak out, not because he was afraid of Qin Songyao, but because he was afraid that he would offend the Zhang family.

He looked drunk and wanted to smile at Qin Songyao, "Splash well."

Qin Songyao: “…”

Too cheap.

Mr. Yang sat at another table.

Lu Qiao pulled Qin Songyao's hand and said, "We should be fine. If we have such a big battle, even if we fall in love with women, we will not do anything like Zhang Tianhao."

Qin Songyao recognized this.

The most dirty thing in society is always the middle class. People in the upper class can pretend to be like a god. People in the lower class live an ordinary life. They cannot see the filth without encountering any problems. Most people think that the world is peaceful and peaceful.

The two of them lowered their heads to minimize their presence.

Finally, there was movement outside.

Everyone around stood up, Zhang Tianshuo pushed open the double front door of the living room and invited someone to come in.

"Mr. Bo, please."

"Brother Shuo, you're polite." The cold and alienated male voice.

Qin Songyao buried his head, heard the sound, and blinked his eyes.

Mr. Bo?

She had an ominous premonition, and Qiao Qiao looked up. Sure enough, the familiar figure of the man slowly approached their table from far to near.

A huge group of people walked past their table, and the man looked at him without squinting as if he hadn't seen her.

Behind him, Wen Yan and his brother and sister were followed.

Wenyu was very obedient in front of outsiders and could not see anything unusual. When he saw her in the crowd, he immediately smiled.

distant!

Qin Songyao inhale.

Lu Qiao pulled her hand, "That girl knows you?"

“…She might have admitted her mistake.”

Lu Qiao looked at Wenyu again, and Wenyu was still turning his head to look at Qin Songyao's direction, not as if he had admitted his mistake.

Qin Songyao lowered his head and thought about the call Bo Siyan said that night. She didn't want to see him at all, especially in such unlucky times.

He had enough words to laugh at her, and to let him see it again, he would not throw her a basket of vicious words.

She glanced around and wanted to take Lu Qiao away, but the door was closed and all the bodyguards were guarding her.

There was only a European curtain away from them in the Crystal Hall. If she raised her body, she could see Bo Siyan.

I don’t know what I said, but I have already sat down one by one.

Qin Songyao felt that with Bo Siyan's temper, he probably looked down on Zhang Tianhao.

Wait a little longer, after a while, she and Lu Qiao will definitely be able to run away.

But then, no one knew what he said, Zhang Tianhao came to their table, his face full of red light, and asked her and Lu Qiao to come over.

Lu Qiao was a little surprised, she still knew Bo Siyan.

She said in Qin Songyao's ear: "So rich and growing like that, you shouldn't be anxious, right?"

Qin Songyao said nothing.

She couldn't think about it, but Zhang Tianhao called two bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right, forcing her and Lu Qiao to move forward.

Seeing the table, she gritted her teeth and couldn't make any expression.

The person behind her pushed her and she went straight to the main table.

Bo Siyan's eyes came over.


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