"Are you stupid? They only said a few words and bought you. ”

"People say it clearly, people's sons don't eat spicy, and people eat Jianghuai food, which means that you eat spicy food and have a heavy taste, and the acquired growth environment determines whether you can integrate into it."

"I asked you who you listened to when you ate, because I was afraid that my son would lose the initiative with you and be led by your nose, and I was afraid that your personality would be difficult to handle, and it would be difficult to break up with you after playing."

"Saying that Gu Jinyi's son's temper is a repetition of the second-generation identity of the rich people, people have their own sense of superiority, unlike you, the acquired software can't keep up, and the innate hardware is also inferior."

"People play code words with you, and you are stupid not to pull a few legs for others."

Si Ruli seemed to say that he was tired, and drank the remaining half a glass of wine in one go, and when he heard this, Lin Qingxu, who was sitting on the side, glanced at him and sighed, "It's the same second generation, why is there such a big difference in family education, how can you speak as abruptly as a machine gun." ”

Si Ruli sneered, and before the ugly words could be spoken, he was interrupted by the vibration of the mobile phone, Lin Qingxu saw that the caller ID was Gu Jinyi, pressed it on, and did not give Si Ruli a chance to speak.

"You just called me?" Gu Jinyi asked.

"Hmm."

"Did you get along with my mom?" He couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

Lin Qingxu sighed, "It's okay." After a pause, she asked again, "Did you talk to your mother on the phone?" ”

"When you called me just now, I was fighting."

"What did your mom say?"

"My mom said, you're a pretty good person." It seemed to be unbelievable, Gu Jinyi also sighed twice.

While speaking, the door of the box was pushed open, and the waiter walked in and called Si Ruli away, leaving Lin Qingxu here.

"When the hell are you coming back?"

"So can't wait?"

The tone in Gu Jin's anecdotal words was not very serious, and Lin Qingxu blurted out a foul word.

The sound insulation of the box is very good, blocking out all kinds of music and human voices underneath, but at this time there is a faint noise.

Lin Qingxu frowned, "I have something to do, and I'll call you later." Then he hung up.

The box door opened, and all kinds of noisy screams were in front of you.

The band's singing had long since stopped, Lin Qingxu went downstairs, and the rest of the people on the first floor, which should have been crowded, were persuaded to leave by the security guards except for the abrupt talking.

A group of people rushed into the store, whether it was right or wrong, and smashed the bar to pieces, and the security guard barely stopped it when he came.

When he got closer, Lin Qingxu saw Si Ruli in the crowd, he was scolding the pile of yellow-haired men, and standing behind him, he never said a word, and it was Feng Mian who was blocked by Si Ruli.

The sound of high heels stepping on the steps also attracted Feng Mian, and he turned his head to see that the moment he looked at Lin Qingxu, his face was obscure.

It's like guilt, it's like remorse, it's more like ...... Embarrass.

Lin Qingxu's gaze shifted to the yellow-haired gangster with a fierce face.

Now, she understood.

She had seen this group of people before, at the police station, on the day Feng Mian was released on bail, the man squatting in the corridor at the other end.

The sound of high heels was too abrupt, someone looked back, she approached, looked at Si Ruli, and asked him, "What's the matter?" ”

When Si Ruli saw her, he frowned, "Why did you come down, stay up there." ”

"Don't leave when you come, just talk about how to deal with it."

Huang Mao on the other side was talking, and his gaze fell behind them intentionally or unintentionally, it was Feng Mian.

"Either let us take Feng Mian away, or we will lose money for him."

Hearing this, Lin Qingxu looked at Feng Mian again, and he just looked away.

"How much does he owe you?" Lin Qingxu asked.

"That's the number." Huang Mao stretched out three fingers, "I don't believe you can ask him." Yellowfur looked behind them.

Lin Qingxu turned his head and asked Feng Mian, "What do you owe?" ”

Feng Mian didn't speak, just nodded.

In a trance, Lin Qingxu saw that the forehead corner of Feng Mian's backlight was red.

Huang Mao blocked the door of the bar with a bunch of thugs, with a momentum of not giving up until the goal was achieved, but in the end, Si Ruli did not let go and let them take Feng Mian away.

The two sides couldn't talk together, and I don't know who in the bar said a word to call the police, but the gangsters heard it, and a bunch of people became arrogant again, shouting who dared to call the police.

Lin Qingxu and Si Ruli Feng Mian stood together, during which her mobile phone vibrated inappropriately.

Lin Qingxu hadn't even seen the caller ID clearly, and a pair of rough hands grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the crowd with her mobile phone.

"Ventilation news? You're looking for death! Huang Mao shouted, the empty glass bottle in his hand waving with his emotions.

Wine bottles split.

Si Ruli tried to block it for her.

Lin Qingxu frowned and subconsciously protected his head.

Her eyes were closed, and all kinds of noises, exclamations, and glass smashing sounds, but the pain didn't come as promised.

She opened her eyes, but it was Gu Jinyi blocking in front of her, and along her forearm, glass shards fell to the ground, and the wine was mixed with blood......