Qiao Yimo lowered her eyes, and suddenly regretted it. She was still worrying about how to meet Lu Shao now. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to drag Fu Jinzhi's girl in now
But if she doesn't let her come over at this time, she will have to find an excuse to meet Shi'an in a few days. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if he doesn't agree
Qiao Yimo suddenly put down the phone, lowered his head, and pinched his eyebrows extremely annoyingly.
The phone on the table rang suddenly.
She was startled and saw the voice call from Shi'an. She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the man in the distance, and hesitated to answer it.
The man pointed his ear to her.
Qiao Yimo helplessly, after answering, he lowered his voice and said, "Senior."
"What happened to you just now? Are you still worrying about what happened yesterday? Do you need my help?" The man did not deliberately lower his voice, the clean voice was gentle and nice.
Qiao Yimo shook his head and looked at him as if holding up his glass to drink from time to time, and said to his mobile phone: "No, thank you senior for your concern, but drinking is not good for your health. You should drink something else."
"Heh..." The man chuckled softly, and said softly: "How can you be sure that I am drinking? If I want to drink, it might be more pleasant to go next door."
Qiao Yimo smiled awkwardly, "I think Senior's temperament shouldn't be like someone who often goes to the kind of place next door."
The man smiled faintly, and his tone became more lazy, "Thank you for thinking me so well, but I have to admit that I actually just got out of it and just came here to sober up some tea."
Qiao Yimo, "..."
He is really straightforward.
Fu Jinzhi came faster than she thought. As soon as she came in, her black and white eyes could not wait to look around.
Facts have proved that true love fans are really their own idols and can be recognized by turning them into ashes.
She saw the figure of Qingjun sitting on the bar at a glance, her face with delicate make-up showed a trace of shyness, and she was about to walk straight away.
Qiao Yimo's heart beat and hurriedly dialed a call before she stopped and walked towards the other side.
"You made an appointment?"
Fu Jinzhi sat opposite her, but looked behind him from time to time.
"Don't look!" Qiao Yimo glared at her secretly
He glanced up and saw Shi An looking towards her, lowered his voice and said: "I will leave in a while. You go up and say hello to him, but you are not allowed to tell the relationship between the two of us. I just told He said we are friends, you can make up the rest yourself."
Fu Jinzhi took out the makeup box, touched up his makeup, and looked at the man in the distance obsessively through the mirror, red lips curled up, and chuckled, "Relax, if you don't tell him, I won't tell him you are my sister-in-law. How shameful otherwise?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo didn't want to quarrel with her, and reminded him in a cold voice: "I remind you not to forget your identity. You are still young, so think about your reputation."
She hasn’t seen the news that the wealthy eldest lady is spending millions on idols, Fu Jinzhi’s temperament, she can’t guarantee that she can’t do it, and there are reporters here, she doesn’t want to cause Shi An to trouble.
Fu Jinzhi squeezed the lipstick, mockingly sneered, "Call you sister-in-law, do you really regard yourself as an elder? You don't need to take care of this lady.
"You!" Qiao Yimo's eyes were gloomy, and there was no expression on the face covered by the mask.
"I don't care about you, but don't forget what you promised me." If it wasn't for Fu Sinian, she really didn't want to care about her.
"Okay, you know, you know, you go!" Fu Jinzhi urged a little annoyingly.
Qiao Yimo glanced at her, and then sent a message to Shi'an in WeChat, "Senior, I have to leave beforehand, see you another day." 】
When the message was sent, she stood up, carried her bag, walked to the door, nodded in Shi'an's direction, and stepped out of the coffee shop.
When Fu Jinzhi looked back, he happened to see Shi An looking at Qiao Yimo's back in a trance. It was not that she was sensitive, but that the expression in her eyes was really too focused, and the concentration was a little dazzling.
Her hand on the table tightened in an instant. Through the window, she watched Qiao Yimo's figure disappear gradually, and finally turned into Jin Ming Huasheng.
A smile suddenly appeared on her face, a little shady and secluded.
…
Qiao Yimo suppressed the guilt in his heart for Shi'an, let out a sigh of relief, and returned to the clubhouse.
Although it was not completely dark outside, it was almost seven o'clock. She walked to the counter and asked, "Hello, is Shao Lu here yet?"
"Shao Lu has already been here!"
Qiao Yimo was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Could you please take me to see him? Or tell me that he is in that private room and I will find him myself."
The lady at the counter smiled and said, "Do you have an appointment? We need to make a phone call to the private room to confirm before we can let you in."
Qiao Yimo was taken aback, "I... Nothing."
"Then do you have a private number for Lu Shao? You can make a call first."
Qiao Yimo still shook his head, "Nor..."
The lady at the counter was also a little embarrassed, "Then I'm sorry lady, we can't let you in. You know, most of the customers here are people with identities. We can't let people in. Please go back."
Qiao Yimo understands, but she has no choice but to continue to pray: "I'm really in a hurry to find him. Could you please let me in, please?"
"Sorry, miss..."
"..."
Qiao Yimo frowned, his eyes swept to the price on the table, gritted his teeth, and said: "Then I am spending here, can I go in?"
The two counter ladies were obviously taken aback, and then looked at her with a very strange look, "... Of course."
Qiao Yimo took out her wallet, found a card and patted it on the table, feeling very painful. The price of the night was the reward for how many days she worked hard to get.
After handling a leisure project, she walked in without staying.
But... The whole clubhouse was much larger than she thought, and every floor was decorated the same, she was almost lost.
After wandering for a long time, I finally learned from a bartender that Shao Lu was playing cards in a chess room on the third floor.
She slowly reached the third floor with a nervous heart.
It is indeed a top-level club, and the sound insulation effect is really good. The silence under the corridor made her heart almost jump to the throat.
It was the first time she came to this kind of mixed place.
"302, 302..."
He muttered, and his eyes scanned the door one by one.
Finally found it, Qiao Yimo squeezed sweat out of her nervous palms, took out the phone, and looked at the photos Xiao Xiao sent her again.
Because it was a candid shot and the distance was far away, the photo was not very fresh, but the outline and the blurred face could still be seen roughly.
(End of this chapter)