Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

"Stop." An unhappy voice rang out quickly.

As soon as Lan Chu walked to the door of the box, Ji Shao suddenly got up and chased him at a dash, "Do I agree to let you go?"

Hearing this, Lan Chu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at Ji Shao with the remaining light. Since she had just drunk a glass of wine, she already felt a little pain in her stomach.

Lan Chu had cut off most of his stomach in order to treat stomach cancer, not to mention tobacco and alcohol. There are many precautions in his usual diet. Taking care of the stomach can be described as careful...

Not to mention that she has only a small stomach now, that is, when she used to be healthy, she couldn't drink much alcohol.

"Shao Ji." Lan Chu raised his hand and pressed his belly.

But she didn't want to make her fragility too obvious, "I have drunk as you wish, what else do you want to do?"

The man looked at her without a trace, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her hand pressing her abdomen, Lan Chu immediately withdrew her hand when she noticed it, and tried to straighten her back as if she was okay.

"I didn't expect Miss Qingli to be a big name."

Ji Shaowei lowered his jaw, "He said he was here to talk to us about investment, but he didn't talk about it, and he said he didn't want to cooperate anymore. Who gave you such courage?"

A faint flash of impatience flashed between Lan Chu's brows and eyes.

She frowned slightly and raised her head to look at him, "So what else would Shao Ji want? Continue drinking here with you? I'm afraid Shao Ji didn't mean to talk about the project with me."

She understood that today is the Hongmen Banquet.

This Shao Ji had probably recognized her earlier, but it was determined that Aaron could not come with her today, so he found such an excuse to invite her out to socialize.

But Lan Chu didn't know what his purpose was.

"Miss Qingli, don't talk too much, but I am sincere with an investment of 50 million yuan. As for whether you want this money... it depends on how you behave."

Ji Shao glanced at the woman he was hugging before with the light.

The young woman stood up immediately, opened a bottle of champagne and walked to Lan Chu, "Drink it, Miss Qingli."

Lan Chu's beautiful eyes narrowed and stared at the bottle of champagne...

The degree of Champagne is much higher than that of Lady In Pink. Her stomach is already at the limit of drinking a glass of wine, and it is impossible to drink it again.

Looking at the bottle of wine, her stomach hurts even more.

Lan Chu's face was a bit ugly, she still couldn't hold back raising her hand to cover her stomach, and slightly pressed down to relieve the pain.

"What if you don't drink it?" she said.

...

At the same time, in another box.

Bai Jingchen leaned loosely on the leather sofa, his slender legs tilted up, and a black folder was placed on it. He rarely drank, but he was a little absent-minded.

The man in the wine-red suit who came with him talked about the details of the file, but he didn't get any response, so he shouted, "Brother Chen."

Bai Jingchen seemed to be erratic, his eyes didn't have a clear focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Chen!" The man's volume was amplified again.

He prodded the person next to him with his elbow, and Bai Jingchen immediately returned to look at him, "What?"

"What do you want?" The man in a wine red suit was a little inexplicable.

He pointed to a quote on the document and said, "I'm asking you about this profit point. How do you think you are absent tonight, are you in a bad mood or don't want to talk to me?"

"No." Bai Jingchen pressed his lips lightly.

He frowned without a trace, and then laughed at himself--he had been divorced from Lan Chu for so long, if she really had a boyfriend...

What does it have to do with him? What qualifications does he have?

Bai Jingchen's eyebrows added a bit of ridicule, he closed his eyes, and took a nap to abandon all distracting thoughts.

"Go on." He opened the folder on his lap.

The people next to him continued to talk about the terms on the folder. Although Bai Jingchen did not lose his mind completely this time, half of his thoughts could not help but drift to Lan Chu's side...

Until there was a sudden sound, "pop--"

Bai Jingchen's heart clenched inexplicably with this voice, he raised his eyes suddenly and looked out of the box.

"What's wrong?" The man in the suit also looked over there.

The sound came from the corridor, but their box door was closed, and they didn't know what happened.

But Bai Jingchen felt a sense of unease in her heart...

The man in the suit stood up immediately, "I'll go to the manager and ask them to deal with it. You can make trouble near the box? Isn't this bothering people to discuss business."

As he spoke, he strode out of the box.

Bai Jingchen twisted her fingertips lightly, the uneasy emotions in her heart seemed to be dragging him in the dark, causing him to stand up immediately, "I will also go out and take a look."

...

Lan Chu insisted on refusing to drink and left the box.

Mr. Huang tried to be a peacemaker in the middle, but he didn't expect that Shao Ji was not a good stubborn, so he chased her out, grabbed her wrist and slammed her against the wall, "Bang—"

Lan Chu's back slammed against the wall, and the pain made her frown slightly, "I said, I won't drink."

"No? What is Miss Qingli afraid of?"

Ji Shao directly said cruelly, "Don't forget, you are no longer a wealthy daughter, and you are not a wife of any family. You are just a stinky watch in the entertainment industry. Don't you dare to drink if the gold master wants you to drink? Are you still afraid of being exposed?"

Lan Chu's face became more and more ugly.

Her stomach hurts more and more. Under the stimulation of alcohol, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, even her legs were a little soft, and there was a bit of fishy sweetness in her throat that kept rising...

"Or, give me a drop of this bottle of wine!"

"Or, tomorrow's front page headline in the entertainment industry is that you, Miss Qingli, fraudulently divorced! You can figure it out!"

Lan Chu had been confused by the stomachache.

There were some ghosts faintly before her eyes, but the young woman twisted her slim figure and walked in front of her.

"Miss Qingli, I advise you to drink the wine obediently, and it won't end well if you fight against Ji Shao." She shook the bottle gently in front of Lan Chu.

"Papa--" The glass shattered suddenly.

Lan Chu quickly raised his hand and beat, the wine bottle in the woman's hand was caught off guard from being thrown to the ground. The wine bottle broke directly, and the wine exploded, dipping greasy into the carpet.

The young woman's face changed, "You..."

But just when she was about to raise her hand to slap, she saw Lan Chu's back tightly against the wall, her face was as ugly as white paper, and the cold sweat on her forehead was a bit shocking.

She slowly slid down against the wall, and the young woman panicked in an instant, "Hey...I haven't done anything yet, don't pretend to be weak and frame me here, let me tell you!"