When the lanterns first come on, the Seven Days Nightclub is a time of feasting, feasting, and sensuality.
Qin Yao was at the door of Qitian. Before he could stabilize the car, Ye Shaoling stepped out and walked into the nightclub without looking back.
After passing through the noisy hall, he went straight to his usual VIP room. He did not ask Sang Yan to come, but ordered a table of wine by himself, drinking one cup after another with cold eyes.
Qin Yao then followed in and stood in a remote corner, looking at Qi Shao with a worried expression.
Ye Shaoling drank vigorously, as if he was deliberately trying to get drunk. After each drink, his hand just held the cup, as if he wanted to crush it.
Soon, the wine on that table was already full.
Ye Shaoling was leaning on the sofa, his eyes like dark jade were a little confused and confused at the moment, as if he was drunk but not drunk.
He also waved to the waiter to serve him drinks.
"Qi Shao, you've already drunk a lot!" The waiter looked frightened and didn't dare not come.
If you don't know, Sang Yan is the boss behind Qi Tian, and the Qi Shao in front of you is Sang Shao's good friend. Most of the waiters know Qi Shao.
Seeing Qi Shao like this, Qin Yao didn't dare to come forward to comfort him, and he was afraid that he would hurt himself if he was so angry and drunk, so he had no choice but to call Sang Yan.
"President Sang, I am Qin Yao, Qi Shao's subordinate!"
"Seven Young Masters are in Qitian Nightclub now, and there seems to be some trouble!"
Qin Yao could only say this. He didn't know the real reason, so he could only give a rough summary.
On the other side of the phone, Sang Yan quickly agreed to come over, hung up the phone, and drove over.
Holding the hung up cell phone in his hand, Qin Yao wondered whether he should call Miss Xiyan and tell her what the Qi Shao was like.
After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided not to fight, not daring to make any independent decisions.
Soon, Sang Yan arrived. Seven days later, Qin Yao saw the feminine and handsome man at a glance. He stepped forward eagerly, wanting to say something.
Sang Yan narrowed his slender eyes slightly and waved his hand towards Qin Yao to stop him from speaking.
He walked leisurely towards where Ye Shaoling was sitting.
Ye Shaoling sat there, already a little tipsy.
He narrowed his eyes, his Qingjun face turned slightly red, drank the glass, and prepared to pour himself another glass.
At this time, the hand he raised was gently pressed down, preventing him from pouring the wine.
Ye Shaoling was dissatisfied, pursed his cool lips, slowly raised his head, and saw those narrow and smiling eyes.
He put down the wine glass and bottle, leaned back slightly, and said with a low smile: "Why are you here?"
Sang Yan took the wine bottle from his hand and glanced at the various bottles on the ground.
The cold voice said with a teasing smile: "It turns out that the Seventh Young Master also uses wine to relieve his sorrows sometimes!"
After saying that, he smiled and sat next to Ye Shaoling.
Ye Shaoling raised his head, opened his demon-like eyes, and smiled evilly.
He gently took off his tie, revealing his neck as elegant as a swan, and threw the tie aside.
Even though he was disheveled and smelled of alcohol, when he acted, he was extremely elegant and full of mischief.
Many women in the nightclub quietly looked over, sizing up Ye Shaoling, attracted by his evil and charming temperament.
Sang Yan shook the half bottle of wine and smiled again: "For you, Qi Shao, I left my wife at home and ran over hurriedly, saying, what is it that makes Qi, who is usually elegant, perfect, and as divine as a god?
Young Master, he turned into a bad drunkard!"
There was inevitably a hint of teasing in Sang Yan's words.
Having known Ye Shaoling for so long, he had never seen him look so lost.
Ye Shaoling leaned back and leaned against the sofa. Amidst the low melody of the nightclub, he gently clenched his hands hanging by his sides.
Seeing him like this, Sang Yan felt a little clear in his heart and asked with a little hesitation: "Is it because of Shen Xiyan?"
In one sentence, Ye Shaoling opened his eyes slightly on the sofa, and the gloom in his eyes already answered Sang Yan.
It's because of Shen Xiyan.
"It turns out it's because of her!" Sang Yan put away the smile on his face and poured a glass of water for Ye Shaoling.
"That woman makes people want to kill her!"
After taking the water from Sang Yan's cup, Ye Shaoling took a sip to clear his mind slightly, and then gritted his teeth and said.
Seeing the hateful expression on his face, Sang Yan lowered his eyes and laughed.
"Go find her, why bother drinking alone here?"
Ye Shaoling's face darkened, he stopped talking, and was about to pour the wine again. Sang Yan took the bottle in front of him first, with some worry on his face: "You have drunk so much, stop drinking!"
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he didn't say anything about the reason, Sang Yan narrowed his slender eyes, slightly dissatisfied, and spoke coldly.
Ye Shaoling waved his hands, not wanting to say more.
"If anything happens, go to her and ask her. Tell her clearly what you are like now." Sang Yan comforted her.
At first, he also spent the whole night getting drunk because of Yunwu.
But there are many things that just need to be discussed. Maybe it's a misunderstanding.
Sang Yan narrowed his eyes and couldn't bear to see Ye Shaoling smelling of alcohol and sulking.
"Otherwise, you come home with me now!" Sang Yan stepped forward, grabbed Ye Shaoling, held his shoulders, and dragged him up.
Ye Shaoling Qingjun's face became more and more drunken. He shook his head and pushed Sang Yan away, "I'm not going. If I look like this and scare your wife again, you go back first and I'll go for a walk!"
With that said, he picked up his suit and walked outside.
When Qin Yao saw this, he immediately followed him.
Sang Yan had no choice but to take out his mobile phone, found Shen Xiyan's number, and dialed it.
But I kept calling for a long time and no one answered.
Sang Yan was confused and called several times, but still no one answered.
After walking out for seven days, Ye Shaoling was blown away by the madness outside, and his mind became much clearer. He leaned against the car, lit a cigarette evilly, and smoked slowly.
In the night, his demon-like face attracted many women entering and leaving the nightclub to purse their lips and smile, wanting to stick to him.
Slowly blowing out the smoke in his mouth, he raised his head and smiled evilly.
Sang Yan held his cell phone and walked out. When he saw Ye Shaoling smoking by the car, he strode up.
"I called Shen Xiyan just now, but no one answered it several times. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Ye Shaoling smiled indifferently and said indifferently: "What are you going to see? That woman often doesn't answer the phone!"
Thinking of the dozens of missed calls he made to her in the morning, Ye Shaoling's lips felt as cold as ice.
Seeing what Ye Shaoling said, Sang Yan no longer insisted. Seeing that he had sobered up, Sang Yan told Qin Yao to follow him carefully and drove away by himself.
The night was silent, except for the hustle and bustle in the nightclub behind me.
Ye Shaoling gently put out the cigarette in his hand, and couldn't help but picture her in his mind.
He remembered that at noon, at Xiyan's house, she stopped answering the phone because it was on mute, and then called her back.
You should be able to hear Sang Yan’s call now. Why don’t you even answer Sang Yan’s call?
Ye Shaoling's face darkened, and his mind flashed back to her pale and stubborn face and her slightly shivering body when he left.
Nothing will happen to her...?
This thought made Ye Shaoling's eyes become even more gloomy.
Although I absolutely didn't want to see that woman again, I felt slightly uneasy.
He suddenly stood up straight and glanced at Qin Yao aside.
"Go back to her!" The cool voice was extremely cold.