It's night, Huanlang Club, SVIP private room.
When Shen Qian arrived, He Huai and Qin Zeyan were playing snooker, and it was the latter's turn to make a shot, while the former leaned against the table boredly.
"Aqian, you are here!"
"Yeah." He loosened his tie, put his jacket on the sofa, and glanced at the table, Qin Zeyan aimed at the cue ball, a perfect side shot, and the black ball was pocketed, "Bravo!"
Qin Zeyan closed the bar and twisted off the clever fan on his fingertips, "A Huai, I would like to bet."
He Huai took out the car key with a pained expression and threw it to him: "Master, I can afford to lose! Come again—"
"Forget it, I'm afraid you will cry and sing "Cool" later."
He Huai: "..." mmp!
Qin Zeyan raised his chin at Shen Qian, "A game?"
Shen Qian took out the car key and threw it on the table, "I want your car."
Qin Zeyan paused, put He Huai's loss to him into his trouser pocket, then turned his hand and took out his car key: "It's a rare thing that you see, I'm very honored."
Shen Qian rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and began to choose clubs. Hearing this, he didn't raise his head, "It will be even more honored when you lose to me."
Qin Zeyan choked.
He Huai watched the two of you coming and going, and his mentality completely collapsed. It's okay to dislike his skills, but why dislike his car? ! what? !
Koenigsegg who is so domineering...
Twenty minutes later.
Qin Zeyan sighed and put down his club: "I lost."
There is no obvious joy on Shen Qian's face, as if winning or losing is not important to him at all, "Accept."
He Huai handed the awake red wine to the two of them: "Try it, my dad's private goods."
"Patus?"
"Huh huh." He Huai grinned, "How about it, isn't it incredibly fragrant?"
Qin Zeyan nodded, "If you can have this taste, I'm afraid that the year is not too shallow."
He Huai compared a number.
Shen Qian raised his eyebrows, "Stealing your father's wine again?"
"Ah... what to steal, pay attention to the wording! I call borrowing! Besides, my dad's is mine. I drink my own wine. Can I call stealing?" Can you speak
Shen Qian didn't argue with him, smiled warmly, and tasted the wine by himself.
He Huai's eyes rolled: "Aqian, I heard that your trip to Europe was not a small harvest, and you also participated in the auction?"
"I heard? Who said it?"
"In our circle, you don't know. The slightest turmoil can be heard. It's not someone who saw you..." He Huai concealed his guilty conscience by drinking.
"Well, there is such a thing." Shen Qianzhuang hadn't noticed it, his eyes filled with goblet in his hand, as if he was immersed in the wine, even his defense was weaker than usual.
"You said you are a big man, what jewellery auction do you go to?" He Huai teased, "I also took a bracelet, who are you going to give it to?"
Shen Qian raised his eyebrows: "Is this also what you heard?"
"of course… "
"Who?"
"My cousin, you don't know him." He Huai smiled embarrassedly, "Eh... Your glass is empty, can I have some more?"
Shen Qian stretched out the wine glass, looked down, his eyes stuck to the mouth of the glass, unconsciously: "Then your cousin is really magical."
Uh!
What do you mean
He Huai's brain was a mess. At this moment, Shen Qian suddenly spoke--
"enough."
"... Oh!" He Huai closed his hand, annoyed for a while, but then he remembered someone's entrustment, gritted his teeth, and asked bitterly: "Then who did you give the bracelet to? Ah Yan? Sister? Or Aunt Yang? ?"
Shen Qian glanced at him with a faint smile, "A Huai, you have so many questions tonight."
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