The short young man thought thoughtfully: "No wonder let us keep an eye on him, and when we get off the stage, we will quickly catch him, dare to be afraid that he will escape?" ”

"Not really!"

"But ......" The dwarf young man couldn't help but sigh: "Since Young Master Qiu is unwilling, why don't you just forget it?" ”

"To put it lightly, it's the old man's own grandson." The tall voice sank a little: "Even if it's a waste, it must come in handy." ”

Da Gao slowly raised his cold eyes, and said faintly, "For example, that face...... Maybe you can get married or something, there is always a big lady who only looks at her face can look at it? ”

"Yes...... Young Master Qiu wouldn't be willing, right? ”

"Does it matter if he wants to or not?"

"Yes, anyway...... He couldn't run away either. The short young man sighed: "This little young master, pitiful." ”

Although it is pitiful, it is certainly impossible to ask him to deliberately release water and let him go.

So, they're just talking.

……

In the corner of the balcony, a figure quietly retreated.

Among the two people standing there, the big tall man with heavy eyes suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at the balcony, stared carefully for a while and eavesdropped for a while, touched his face, and muttered a very low sentence.

"It should be okay, right?"

*

When the phone rang, Wen Qiuyan glanced at it and connected it.

"Smoke?" On the other end of the phone, a gentle voice rang, and after sighing, he was a little helpless and doting: "I can't see it in the blink of an eye, but you still want to sneak away?" Do you hate to deal with banquets so much? ”

Wen Qiuyan was in a trance for a moment, didn't squeak, opened his mouth, and didn't speak.

"Okay, okay." The voice on the other end came with a smile: "I really don't want to stay, then you can go first, and I'll handle the banquet here." ”

Wen Qiuyan answered vaguely, and the phone hung up.

But she grabbed her phone and looked up in the direction of the door, a little dazed and a little hesitant.

She can go.

The old man was relieved, she wanted to slip away now, and no one could stop her.

But—

Wen Qiuyan pursed her lips and looked back at the entrance of the banquet hall behind her.

The young woman's beautiful eyes shook slightly, and finally her thin white fingers clenched the phone, and she stepped away—

Still walked in the direction of the exit.

*

When the tall man and the short young man walked upstairs with the boy on their left and right, the tall man lowered his voice and spoke.

"Young master, it seems that no one is following."

"Young master, aren't we acting realistically? Why didn't the young lady come along? Don't you believe us? ”

"Impossible." When Da Gao heard this, he immediately lowered his voice and retorted unconvincedly: "My acting skills, the old man praised me for being the second male in the TV series, it is impossible to recognize that I am acting, even if it is debunked, it must be that you are too bad!" ”

When the short young man heard this, he was very wronged and was about to talk back, but the tall man popped out again.

"Or ......" The tall man peeked at the expressionless side face of his young master, and whispered, "She didn't plan to come to you at all?" ”

The surrounding atmosphere quietly froze, and after speaking, the two of them also felt that their hearts were quietly sinking, and they were inexplicably cold behind them.

"Ahem." Da Gao remembered the temper of their young master, and hurriedly explained: "Of course, it's just my guess, what's that...... Young master, go in, we're waiting outside, pretending to take care of you, huh? ”

As he spoke, the two glanced at each other, and hurriedly pushed the young master in his hand bravely into the lounge!