According to Murphy's law, the people you really want to see can't be met even if you travel halfway around the world, but the people you are afraid of seeing will always be caught off guard and cannot be avoided.

For example, Cheng Fei, Le Wenyu and others

The last class in the afternoon had just ended. Qiao Chuxia didn't need to watch the evening self-study of the graduating class. She was preparing to pack her things and go home when she didn't want to receive a call from Liao Dingding.

"Chu Xia! I, uh, come for a drink!"

On the phone, Liao Dingding's tongue was stiff, and he looked obviously drunk. He was so drunk just after five o'clock. It seemed that he had encountered something troublesome. Qiao Chuxia quickly grabbed her bag, left the school and took a taxi to midnight.

She was in a state of confusion. Seeing that Liao Dingding looked confused, she had no choice but to ask her on the phone. Unfortunately, the more anxious she became, the more irritating the traffic in the imperial capital became.

anxious

When Qiao Chuxia stepped into the door that never goes dark, the clock happened to point to seven o'clock in the evening. She asked the bartender and went straight upstairs. As soon as she went upstairs, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. At a casual glance, there were various empty wine bottles on the ground.

, Dare to be honest with Liao Dingding, this guy is drinking white beer!

"Top it!"

Chu Xia quickly walked over, leaned over and patted Liao Dingding's blushing cheek. She was really drunk, lying on the low couch and staring in confusion. When she heard the voice, she was stunned for a moment before she opened her eyelids and saw the person in front of her clearly.

She looked innocent, flattened her mouth and burst into tears

"Early summer, early summer! Why do you say that men are all his mother's things..."

Liao Dingding threw herself into Qiao Chuxia's arms and cried wantonly, grabbing her by the collar and shaking all over. Qiao Chuxia didn't want to ask more questions, but she also vaguely understood that it was just a matter of men and women. I don't know what kind of man he was.

How could he hurt a woman like Liao Dingding to such an extent?

After comforting her for a while, he gave her a basin of warm water, wiped her hands and face, and coaxed her to sleep. Qiao Chuxia was patient and gentle. Liao Dingding was probably tired from crying, and finally fell asleep.

After adding a thin blanket to her, Qiao Chuxia quietly went downstairs and saw the wine manager. The manager was a man in his early thirties, whom she had met before. She told him a few words and asked him to take good care of Liao Dingding.

"Miss Qiao, do you want something to eat?"

The manager is also a sensible person, so he naturally sees that she has a close relationship with her boss and is very polite in her words.

"Thank you, I'll find a place to sit by myself for a while."

On Friday night, there were a lot of people, mostly foreigners working and studying nearby, and many company employees who came to relax or look forward to having an affair. In short, the atmosphere was very strong.

Not long after Qiao Chuxia sat down, she saw the manager who had just left personally leading a group of people through the dim hall and towards the VIP private room at the end of the corridor.

Each man has a beautiful young girl on his arm. The girls have exquisite makeup and are well-dressed. They should not be inferior "animals", but rather like high-level public relations people in the club.

She didn't want to look any further, but the silhouette of a man was too elegant: a cigar held diagonally in his mouth, a straight nose, thin lips, and sharp eyes narrowed into a line, casting a dark shadow.

Suddenly, she felt that the temperature of the wine's air conditioner was too low, and she suddenly shivered.

Her feet seemed to be stuck to the ground. She wanted to walk but couldn't. She wanted to hide. The position where she was sitting was the place he must pass.

In desperation, Qiao Chuxia had no choice but to turn her head away, hoping that the colorful lights around her would allow her to hide.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, she only felt a pain in her scalp, and her long, silky hair was suddenly pulled up from behind. She made a "hiss" sound in her mouth and was forced to turn her head.

As clear as yesterday, it was her brother Le Wenyu

She originally wanted to show a strong and fierce expression, but as soon as she touched her fragile scalp, she felt a series of pains that made her compromise, and moisture immediately filled her eyes.

"Is this your new receptionist here?"

She heard Le Wenyu smiling and asking the late-night manager in a low voice. The surroundings were extremely noisy, but when he spoke, everyone following him held their breath and could still hear him no matter how low he was.

"Le Shao, no, no...this is our boss's friend..."

The manager's expression changed and he quickly explained that one was a major customer and the other was a friend of the boss. It was hard to offend both of them.

"I heard that the drinking girls here are so beautiful, they are all covered with flowers, and they can fill the entire Gulou Street."

Le Wenyu let go of his hand and seemed to have no intention of embarrassing her anymore. He just said this to his accompanying friends. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a smile.

"Come in, have a drink, and I'll let you go."

The familiar voice sounded again, but this time it was facing her under the flowing light. Le Wenyu's face was worth pondering.

Qiao Chuxia was at a loss and looked at the manager with embarrassment. The manager was also extremely helpless. While winking at her, he moved his lips slightly, to the effect of appeasing her and telling her not to be aggressive.

She raised her eyebrows and slowly raised her feet to follow. In fact, she wanted to find a chance to ask Le Wenyu how Cheng Fei was doing.

Since that phone call, he has never contacted her again, and she would not be so mean as to call him even to death, so the two of them actually lost contact again.

The private room is not necessarily cleaner or brighter than the outside. There are cigarettes, wine, women, sins and desires here.

The princess in the private room, who was wearing the same uniform, worked as hard as a little bee. Amid the laughter of several men, she quickly set up a fruit plate and wine glasses. On the plate were seasonal fruits, peeled orange mangoes, carved into flowers.

Watermelon, plump cherries, purple lotus mist, all tender and juicy as far as the eye can see

Soon, everyone found the "suitable" position. Only Qiao Chuxia still grabbed the bag in her hand and stood there, looking a bit like a reckless girl who accidentally broke into the stage. When the lights came on, she was in a panic.

Immediately, someone smiled ambiguously at Le Wenyu and said, "Master Le, why do you like this kind of young person?"

This statement made the whole room laugh, but it was just a joke. Le Wenyu played with cars and watches, and spent a month in high-end nightclubs. You can pat your chest and say, I saw with my own eyes that the young master of the Le family slept with so and so.

, I am afraid that no such "witness" can be found in the whole of China.

It’s no wonder these young men misunderstood. Qiao Chuxia works in school, and her usual clothes are conservative and simple. Today is Friday, and there is a regular class meeting. She wears an apricot-colored silk long-sleeved shirt and a pair of

Wearing jeans, clean hair hanging down, and wearing a pair of glasses, when she lowers her head, she really looks like an honest female student.

"You can make the decision for me and understand my thoughts so well, then I might as well call you 'brother' from now on."

Le Wenyu glanced in the direction where he had spoken before and said half-jokingly

"Crack!"

With the sound of the cup falling to the ground, the man who spoke hurriedly stood up and muttered: "Master Le, I, I was joking..."

Le Wenyu raised his hand disapprovingly and never looked at him again. Instead, he greeted Qiao Chuxia with all his face: "Are you mute or have your legs broken? You asked me to hug you?"

Only then did she realize that every man in the private room was surrounded by girls, only Le Wenyu's arms were empty.

idiot!

She cursed secretly in her heart. Some people have such ability and capital. He is obviously sitting and shorter than herself, but his aura is suppressing you.

Raising his eyebrows, as if he could read minds, Le Wenyu suddenly softened the hard lines on his face and said softly: "Qiao Chuxia, you are secretly calling me an idiot in your heart again, aren't you?"

During the years when Cheng Fei, Le Wenyu, and Qiao Chuxia lived together, Qiao Chuxia was afraid of Cheng Fei, but she also laughed at Le Wenyu. Although the three of them were several years apart in age, they were all in the same school one after another.

I studied in elementary school, junior high school and high school, and I know a little bit about each situation.

Le Wenyu is playful and hates studying, and his grades are always at the bottom. Qiao Chuxia justifiably calls him an idiot in her heart.

Later, I don’t know how Le Wenyu heard about this incident, and secretly poured a bottle of milk into Qiao Chuxia’s schoolbag, flooding her books and homework, and then he relieved his hatred

Qiao Chuxia was still stuck in the memories of her childhood, so she thought that Le Wenyu had already stood up and strode over.

When she reacted, she took a step back, then another step, but there was no way back. She panicked and said in a trembling voice: "What are you doing!"

Then she saw Le Wenyu put one hand on the wall behind her and stared at her condescendingly.

"Get out of here, everyone!"

At the command, the men and women watching the play stood up in a hurry, opened the door and filed out. No one dared to say a word.

Yes, the young master of the Le family has just returned to China. He is young but ruthless. How can anyone meddle in other people's business?

The last person closed the door wisely, and suddenly there was only one man and one woman left in the private room with excellent sound insulation.

Qiao Chuxia had heard that in a place like this, even if the young lady was played to death, no one would investigate further.

She was extremely scared. Although this was Liao Dingding's territory, the sky was high and the Emperor was far away. She was afraid that her bones would be cold when Liao Dingding woke up and rushed over.

The slender woman was held tightly by the man's wrist, and it seemed that she did not exert all the force. A look of pain appeared on Qiao Chuxia's face, her lips were slightly opened, and she let out a low "ah". After all, there was a wound, even if

The surface is healed, but the inside is still fragile

Because of the dim light in the private room, the person in front of him had a double shadow. Le Wenyu curled his lips in an evil manner, put his hand between her hairline, gently smoothed her slightly messy long hair, and said softly

: "Qiao Chuxia, you are so capable, then you can do to me what you do to Cheng Fei!"

He and Cheng Fei had been friends since childhood, so he naturally knew about her "remarkable record" of injuring Cheng Fei in the Maldives.

Seeing with satisfaction that Qiao Chuxia fell on the sofa under his force, Le Wenyu smiled heartily. He even bent down, picked up a transparent glass ashtray with his own hands, and handed it to her hand.

"Crack!"

Qiao Chuxia tried her best to dodge, and the ashtray fell on the floor. It was not broken, but it made a crisp sound.

"Smash me? Hit me here!"

He pointed at his temple, leisurely reached out to pick up the wine bottle, picked up an unused cup, and poured himself a glass of wine with a sarcastic expression.

There is no need to add ice to the golden wine. It is most suitable for drinking at 4 degrees Celsius. The cool liquid enters the mouth. He moves his cheeks and tongue appropriately, takes a deep breath, and spreads the wonderful taste of the liquid throughout his body.

"Looking at your current appearance, I really thought of one word. From the perspective of a beast in clothes, money can indeed disguise a beast into a gentleman, but after all, you are a nouveau riche, and you can't compare with someone as upright as Cheng Fei.

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Although she knew the consequences of irritating him, Qiao Chuxia looked down on Cheng Fei from the bottom of her heart. This disgust started when she first walked into Lejia when she was eight years old.

He was dimmed by Cheng Fei's halo. No one could know that he was actually full of contradictory and complex emotions towards Cheng Fei, who he grew up with: he respected him on the surface, but in fact he was disdainful in his heart.

But Qiao Chuxia knew clearly that since she saw this clearly when she was twelve years old, she learned to use this complicated mentality to balance the two people, so as to protect herself.

A bad girl? No, just trying to survive in the cracks

She learned to make a piece of plasticine, even if she was kneaded and kneaded by others, she firmly believed that there would always be someone who could make her into a perfect work of art.

Sure enough, Le Wenyu's expression changed. The hand holding the square cup unconsciously tightened, then tightened again. After a while, he let go and placed the cup steadily and gently on the coffee table. His expression returned to normal.

"Qiao Chuxia, you can still make me angry in an instant, and your power is still the same as before."

He crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly. There didn't seem to be any displeasure on his young face.

"You told me last time that you uncovered the scandal between him and his mother, but..." He spread his hands, "I think you should also understand what can and cannot be said. You are not a fool."
Chapter completed!