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Chapter 8

Fanghuanei.

Under the unique music of the bar, the gorgeous, exciting, light and heavy tones are enough to hook out the * * hidden in people's heart.

Thin and shallow, with one hand supporting his chin, looked lazily at the gorgeous lights.

Across from him sat a young and gentle man, wearing a pair of gold rimd glasses, dressed neatly and ticulously. The man's mouth held a faint smile and gloated sarcasm: "I heard that your mother found you an expensive girl?"

"I also heard that you gave your daughter a bully on the spot, but she was not afraid at all."

Thin shallow intonation is lazy to change for a while: "you're quite well inford."

"No, I know what you want people to know. I can't find any clues about what you don't want people to know." Jing Yue stared at him playfully, as if he had no intention of sighing.

Thin shallow finger a al, the next second light ah, picked up the wine glass and drank it up.

Jing Yue sighed and suddenly lowered his voice: "Bo Qian, do you still have suicidal tendencies?"

The music changed.

The original fast-paced, sharp turn down, beco sad and depressed.

The thin and shallow posture remained unchanged. His fingers kicked up a piece of ice and slowly circled against the desktop.

Jing Yue ca up unhappily, and his voice implied a warning: "thin and shallow, you have a hard life, you have a big life. You haven't died several tis, but it's hard to guarantee that you will really die next ti!"

Thin shallow stretched out his hand and pushed him away impolitely.

"Don't worry, I won't die."

Before Jing Yue was relieved, he heard Bo's cool mouth: "how can I be willing to die before I stir up the Bo family."

“……”

For many years, Jing Yue has never understood what this brother is going to do.

"Bo Qian, tell frankly, what are you doing with the Bo family and us all these years?"

Thin shallow leaned on the sofa and smiled stiffly: "eat, drink and have fun, eat and die."

“……”

This sentence is true.

But it's not true.

Jingyue has a terrible headache. Just about to reprimand him, he sees the lazy young master. He suddenly looks a little solemn.

He looked back. On the first floor, a group of big n were surrounding a girl.

The girl has long hair waist high and wears a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans.

Jing Yue turned back and looked at the man with slightly closed eyebrows. He was surprised: "do you know her? She's probably hanging alone. Why don't I go down and help her out?"

Thin and shallow didn't say a word. His deep pupils stared at the background. His look was sowhat inexplicably complex.

……

In the bar

After mu Shinian got rid of the housekeeper, he ca to the bar to do sothing.

Originally everything was going well. Who knows, when he ca out, he was stopped.

Several social youths whistled at her and looked at her frivolously from top to bottom: "little sister, didn't your parents tell you not to co to a place like a bar?"

"It's still a student. If you don't study hard, what are you doing here?"

"Now that you're here, let my brothers teach you how to play?"

Then soone reached out and wanted to hold her.

Mu Shinian stepped back two steps. On his white face, he still looked careless: "please let go."

Her list has just been cut off. She's in a bad mood now.

Once she is in a bad mood, she is easy to lose control of herself. In short, she may start very hard.

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