Li Qiao touched the ground with one leg, turned the bar chair and looked behind him.
At this time, the snarling man was still cursing, his eyes were red as blood, and his whole state was a bit mad.
On the wooden door that he kicked open, the connecting door stopper broke, and the door panel was crumbling.
Li Qiao wandered faintly, looking at the interior of the room, through the half-meter gap, the familiar figure came into view.
Shang Yu sits on the curved sofa in the elegant room, with one arm bent flat on the back of the sofa, and the other hand holding the cigarette to his lips to vomit.
The posture is lazy, wild and unruly.
The appearance and roar of the roaring man did not seem to have any effect on him.
The white mist curled up in all directions, dimming his three-dimensional and handsome facial features. Li Qiao looked unrealistically, but even more impatiently itchy.
"Is that person really Shang Shaoyan?"
Wen Shi was still holding the bartender and shaking water in his hand, and looked at the direction of Yajian together with Li Qiao and murmured.
In the huge Nanyang, no one should not know the name of Shang Shaoyan.
His Yanhuang Group includes multiple industries such as semiconductors, medicine, technology, military industry, banking, and artificial intelligence.
The Group's industrial layout almost supports the economic development of the entire Nanyang.
Such a man can indeed afford the title of'Southern Overlord'.
Li Qiao didn't seem to hear Wen Shi's words. She looked at the cigarette in Shang Yu's hand, and her gaze fell on his thin lips following his movements.
His lips are very thin, with a faint pink color. The lip line is still clear when he squeezes the smoke. When he breathes out the smoke, his deep eyes will be narrowed, aloof and arrogant.
Li Qiao looked seriously, probably because his eyes were too hot. When the man leaned over and pinched his cigarette butt, he raised his eyebrows and turned his head slightly. The eyes of the two unexpectedly collided.
The blur of feasting, elegant and quiet, slow, and at this moment when the eyes are facing each other, some unknown feelings are like musical notes.
He saw her!
Li Qiao looked at him frankly, without the embarrassment or dodge of being caught.
Shang Yu looked back with a deep complexion, put down his overlapping legs in the next second, got up and walked out of the private room.
From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at the back of the roaring man, who was tall and leggy, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
At this time, two more eye-catching men came out of the private room. One of them raised his hand and patted the roaring man on the shoulder, and sighed, "My courage, my courage!"
Another person also looked at the roaring man with a cool gaze, with a mocking tone: "Don't you want to know the whereabouts of your elder brother? Let's go, let's go out and talk!"
A farce seems to have ended.
Countless people looked at the direction of Shang Yu's departure, silent, and looked around.
The man with the most handsome face is the mysterious Shang Shaoyan?
In less than a minute, the roaring man was taken away, and the atmosphere in Slow Bar seemed to be restored to its original quiet and harmony.
Li Qiao pulled her lips, turned to face the direction of the bar counter, and took a sip of Mojito with a toast. The alcohol tastes very weak, and it has a green and sour taste, just like the one that Shang Yu gave her just now. Unexplained look in the eyes.
At this time, the sound of broad footsteps came from behind, under a shadow hood, Li Qiao heard a sentence: "Miss Li, please, please."
Li Qiao still had a meal with a wine glass, and looked back lazily. Oh, it's a bodyguard. She had seen it in the Bisei Garden in the afternoon.
It is undeniable that tonight the bodyguard looked at Li Qiao's eyes with a little more scrutiny and exploration. After being with Yan Ye for so long, Li Qiao was the first girl he asked to meet.