I don’t know how much time passed, but Mr. Yang picked up a glass of red wine on the table, clinked the glass with Qian Junxiang, and then drank it with great pride. "Okay, deal is done."
A smile appeared on Qian Junyan's cold face, and he drank the red wine down his throat, "Mr. Yang is really quick to talk. Don't worry, Qian's future partners will definitely put Song Yang first. Thank you very much, Mr. Yang."
Such adult beauty." Qian Junyan swung the wine glass, and her long finger bones had a clean taste.
Through the blurred glass light of the goblet, Mr. Yang's chubby old face was also a little drunk. He put down the wine glass and hugged the waists of the two girls around him. His chubby hands could not wrap around the shoulders of one girl.
Under the light, Mr. Yang grabbed a handful of the girl's buttocks with unsatisfied intentions. "Qian Shao, I heard that you used to be a fan of thousands of people, and you were killed by thousands of people. Why didn't I see you bringing your female companion here today?"
When Mr. Yang saw Qian Junxi, he was a little surprised. He couldn't imagine that such a handsome man could be the famous Qian Shao of the Qian family.
Qian Junxiang's finger bones tightened on the goblet and turned a little white, but he quickly regained his mood and said, "Mr. Yang is joking."
"Qian Shao has a successful career, how can he lack a woman by his side?" Mr. Yang said regretfully, "Haha, if Qian Shao doesn't dislike it, my daughter is already 23 this year, and she admires Qian Shao very much." Mr. Yang asked.
His tone.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang, for your compliments," Qian Junxiang slightly touched the corners of his lips, "I have a woman I love deeply, and she will be my future wife." Qian Junxiang thought of Tian Seyu, and his face was full of fascination.
color.
"Which family's daughter is so lucky to be favored by Qian Shao," Mr. Yang exaggeratedly said in surprise. "That's such a pity. Qian Shao does something like this, which is really rare among young people! That family's daughter is really a lifetime ago.
The blessing gained through cultivation can win the love of Qian Shao."
Speaking of Tian Seyu, Qian Junyan's eyes were also a little warm, "That's wrong, I am lucky to meet her."
Thinking of Tian Seyu, Qian Junxiang's heart tumbled for a while. It seemed that he realized that he had lost his temper. Qian Junxiang drank a glass of red wine and put it down in a hurry, "Mr. Yang, I will ask my subordinates to deliver the cooperation case."
Come, if nothing happens now, I will take my leave first."
"Master Qian, walk slowly," Mr. Yang also stood up, speaking in a business tone.
Qian Junxiang walked out of Qincheng Club without stopping, got into the Maserati, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out of Qincheng.
On such a blurry night, he could indulge himself and indulge his feelings. The car stopped at the bar he went to. Qian Junyan came to the private room he had reserved by familiar means, then opened the bottle of red wine and poured it in glass by glass.
In the goblet, drink it all in one gulp.
It seems that he has been doing this for a long time. Ever since she left, he has been getting drunk like this.
Qian Junyan went crazy and drunk himself cup after cup. Only when he was drunk would he stop thinking about her and the past. "Xiao Yu, why did I send people to search so many places but couldn't find you?
?" Every time there is news about Tian Seyu, it is cut off. I don't know if someone is doing something strange. Qian Junxi always feels suspicious. Or he has been misled by others. Why are there so many private people sent out?
Even the frame detector said there was no news? Qian Junxiang thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and did what he had been doing for the past three years. When the call was connected, Qian Junxiang couldn't wait. "Is there any news about Xiaoyu?"
A male voice came from the other side. After hesitating for a moment, he answered simply: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qian, or not?"
Qian Junyan held the phone with some force on her phalanges, and veins popped out on the back of her hand. She could not suppress her anger and said: "It's been a month, tell me, how much time have I given you, and I haven't found anyone yet, what are you doing?"
of?"
"I'm sorry, Qian Shao," the male voice was still humble.
Qian Junxiang took a deep breath and calmed down, "I'll give you another week. If the person hasn't been found yet, you can prepare to close down the frame agency early."
"Young Master Qian..." "No need to say any more, you'd better get ready, there's only one week left," Qian Junxiang was so angry that he immediately disconnected the phone.
Three years later, he had changed to countless framing agencies, but he still couldn't find anyone. It was a real failure. The omnipotent Qian Shao actually had such a frustrated day.
The manager of the private room knocked on the door respectfully, and Qian Junxiang said impatiently: "Come in."
The manager walked in, followed by two innocent beauties, and said flatteringly: "Qian Shao, these are two women who are still married. Qian Shao, look..." The manager said
With a wink, the two girls immediately sat down quietly close to Qian Junxiang.
Qian Junxiang didn't even look at the two women, with an expression of disgust on his face, and glanced around the manager with extremely cold eyes, "Don't you want to hang around here anymore, have you forgotten what I said?"
The manager shuddered all over and said with fear, his upper and lower teeth were chattering, "Qian... Qian Shao, these two girls are filial to you, this,"
"Go away," Qian Junxiang squeezed out the word from between his teeth. His voice sounded like it came from the ice and snow, and his whole body was filled with chills. Seeing that the manager was still standing there stupidly, Qian Junxiang stood up from the sofa with a huff.
The goblet in his hand still fell to the ground angrily and fell apart. The two girls shrank together in fear. Qian Junxiang's dark eyes were frosty, "Are you deaf or didn't hear clearly? I need to repeat myself."
, or do you want this place to close today!!!"
The manager's legs were so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a plop, "Qian Shao, I'm sorry, I don't know you,"
Before he could finish speaking, Qian Junyan kicked the table in front of him, causing the ground to shake. Anger was burning in his eyes, "You haven't heard clearly yet!!!!"
The two girls were so frightened that they ran out of the box. Only then did the manager realize what he was doing. He immediately left in despair without even daring to breathe.
Qian Junyan's tall figure slumped on the sofa and murmured to himself, "Xiaoyu, I will make myself better for you, so that I can have the face to see you."
England, Situ Manor, in the study room, Situ Haoze is nestled in the sofa chair, with a man standing in front of him, and in Situ Haoze's hand, he is holding a stack of photos. The person on it is Tian Tian who is far away in City J, China.
Seyu and Situ Haoze greedily stroked the photo with their fingertips. Looking at the woman in the photo's smile as warm as the sun, a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.
"You have done well in the past three years." Situ Haoze spoke slowly, his magnetic voice having a warm and mellow flavor.
The man bent over, and when he heard this sentence, his head dropped even lower, "It is an honor for me to work for the Earl." He knew that in front of this man, he could never call me
.
"Qian Junxiang didn't find any traces of the murder, did he?"
The man said categorically: "Don't worry, Lord Count, no."
"Very good," Situ Haoze nodded with satisfaction, "I have intercepted Xiao Yu's whereabouts for three years. I think Qian Junxi will probably never know why he can't find anyone!!
Haha, you don’t have to do anything next, I think it’s time to let him know the whereabouts of Xiao Yu.”
Although the man had doubts, he still did not dare to hesitate, "Yes, Your Majesty the Earl."
Watching his subordinates leave, Situ Haoze caressed the woman's face in the photo with his fingers, and curved the corners of his mouth, "Xiaoyu, it's been three years, if you were asked to choose again, what would your answer be?"