Outside the office, Zhuo Han was waiting by the door, and when he saw Yan Shiqi come out, he greeted him with a smile, "Miss Yan." ”

Yan Shiqi only nodded his head, the whole person was sad and resentful, and after entering the elevator, he sighed fiercely.

At the elevator entrance, Mo Liangyu watched Yan Shiqi leave, the elevator door closed, he whistled, and beckoned to Zhuo Han: "Hanhan, who is that girl?"

Zhuo Han trembled, and his whole body was furious from the disgusting sound of 'cold cold'.

Before he could answer, the footsteps were approaching, and Qin Baiyu's voice was low, "Don't hit her idea!"

The flirtatious expression on Mo Liangyu's face instantly converged, and he looked back at Qin Baiyu, curiously tempting, "Brother Yu, do you know?"

It's amazing!

The fourth child of the Qin family is actually interested in women?

Zhuo Han interjected faintly on the side: "Mo Shao, no accident, Miss Yan should be the future president's wife." ”

"!!"

......

In the evening, the music is clear.

The resident singer sang poignant and sad tunes on the stage, the elegant seat of the Qing bar filled with the aroma of wine, and Yan Shiqi took a sip from time to time with a glass of cocktail in his eyes.

Best friend Ying Feifei sat opposite her, looking at her with a fair and pretty face, propping up the table with her elbows, and quipping: "So, you are also a person with a marriage contract?"

Yan Shiqi put down the cup and sneered, "What kind of marriage contract is this? What age is it, and you still play with your parents' orders!"

Ying Feifei sighed and tried to comfort her: "Seventeen, actually...... There is nothing wrong with marrying the Qin family. Who in Licheng doesn't know the wealthy nobles of the Qin family, besides...... That Qin Sishao has always been very mysterious, if you marry such a person, I think it is a hundred times stronger than that person!"

Who's that...... Ying Feifei tacitly did not say her name.

Hearing these words, Yan Shiqi's hand that was about to pick up the wine glass suddenly stopped, and then returned to normal.

Ying Feifei captured this scene, and sighed again and again in her heart.

It's been several years, and it seems that Seventeen still hasn't come out of that relationship.

"Yo, isn't this our supermodel Yan Shiqi?"

Suddenly, a high-pitched, ill-intentioned voice came from behind the seat.

Ying Feifei's eyebrows furrowed, and she had a faint bad premonition.

Looking at Yan Shiqi's current state, there are two drunken flushes flying on his peach blossom face, and his eyes are misty and innocent, I am afraid that he will drink too much.

Ying Feifei approached Yan Shiqi, lowered her voice and said, "Seventeen, let's go!"

Yan Shiqi raised the corners of his mouth sneeringly, squinted at the person, learned the tone of the other party, and said, "Yo, isn't this the rich daughter Ye Xinuan?"

Ye Xinuan and the man behind him just stood on the edge of the seat, and when he heard this, his beautiful baby face sank instantly.

She knew that Yan Shiqi was sarcastic about her.

Many people in the circle know that she Ye Xinuan deliberately packaged herself as the daughter of a wealthy family after entering the circle because of her vanity, and the scandal that was exposed by others can still be searched on the Internet.

"Yan Shao, can you wait for me over there!"

Ye Xinuan's face couldn't hold back, and she had to be soft and euphemistic with the men around her.

Yan Shao pursed his lips, his tone was not very friendly, "Then you hurry up!"

"Uh-huh, I'll just say hello and come over!"

After sending Yan Shao away, Ye Xinuan immediately smiled away, and stared at Yan Shiqi condescendingly with his hands around his chest, "Why did you just win Milan Fashion Week, and you are here to get drunk late at night? If you are seen by the paparazzi, won't you make headlines!"