Lu Niange had already arrived. When he saw Li Qingshen and Su Chen walking in, he immediately stood up with a smile on his face and said in a very affectionate manner: "Master Li, Master Su, are here."
Su Chen smiled and smoked a cigarette and handed it to Lu Niange, with a casual tone: "I've been waiting for a long time."
Lu Niange took the cigarette, took a lighter, lit the cigarette for Su Chen with both hands, and said, "No, I just arrived."
Su Chen slowly took a puff of cigarette, glanced at Li Qingshen who had been standing silently, pulled him to sit down, and then continued to speak to Lu Niange: "Sit down and talk."
Lu Niange sat across from Su Chen and Li Qingshen, picked up the teapot on the side, got three cups of tea, pushed two of them in front of Su Chen and Li Qingshen, and said politely: "I know Master Li likes to drink
Tea, so I specially ordered the best black tea in this club.”
Su Chen nodded as a thank you.
Lu Niange took out the recording pen from his pocket, put it on the table, and then slowly pushed it in front of Li Qingshen, "It's what you want."
Su Chen picked up the recorder and pressed the switch. The conversation inside was transmitted word for word. After listening, Su Chen put the recorder away.
Li Qingshen, who had never spoken a word, curled his lips casually with a hint of ridicule after listening to the recording.
Su Chen handed the tea cup to Li Qingshen's hand. Li Qingshen took a sip leisurely, then leaned back in the chair and said straight to the point: "Mr. Lu, why are you looking for me?
?”
Lu Niange looked at Li Qingshen for a while without saying anything, then finally smiled and asked, "Is she doing well?"
He hadn't seen Ling Momo for a long time, and he deliberately wanted to find out about her, but there was no trace.
He knew that Ling Momo was at the scene when Li Qingshen had a car accident, but the information was blocked with extreme caution. He had no way of knowing whether she was injured that day.
Li Qingshen knew who the "she" in Lu Niange's words was referring to, and his expression was a little heavy.
He really didn't like a man inquiring about Ling Momo in his place.
Especially this man, he was the man Ling Momo once loved.
However, Li Qingshen's expression was calm and his tone was calm: "I am happy to talk about her with others, but I think, except you, because she definitely doesn't want to."
Lu Niange's heart ached heavily because of these words.
Li Qingshen always touches the deepest pain in people's hearts with his words.
That's right, Ling Momo is no longer the Ling Momo she once was. She wants to be alone with him. She doesn't know each other, so how can she expect him to go behind her back and ask about how she is doing?
In fact, just as Jian Chenxi said, he had no choice but to try to ask something from Li Qingshen.
Now it seems that Li Qingshen has no intention of telling him.
He slowly turned his face away, his heart filled with indescribable depression, his eyes filled with sourness and mist. After a long while, he closed his eyes and sighed feebly, then gritted his teeth and said
: "Do you know why I promised Master Su to help you and deceive Xiao Xi into getting this recording?"
Although Li Qingshen was blind, his face turned cold at this moment, and his thin and beautiful lips pursed into a thin line.
There is a strong sense of oppression slowly seeping out.
