The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Qing Li followed her gaze and saw several girls gathered together, talking to each other, but no one noticed her.

She didn't think she was wrong.

Her eyes stayed on the faces of these people for a moment, and she followed Zou Xiaolan to sit down.

There are three tables in this very large private room, and there are about twelve people at each table. Zou Xiaolan and others naturally sit at the main table.

In addition to a few outstanding figures from the foundation, the others sitting at the main table with her were the outstanding figures of the younger generation in the capital.

Although it was not a formal dinner, everyone's status in the industry could be seen from their seats.

This circle is relatively fair, and the status obtained depends on the level of the paintings.

On the table were abalone, sea cucumber, king crab, famous wines and delicious dishes, which made Qingli say he was a loser.

This table has at least tens of thousands, possibly more than that.

A veritable rich second generation.

Zou Xiaolan said a few words while holding the wine, which was nothing more than celebrating Master Yuyan's ability to wash away his stains and regain his innocence.

There are not so many restrictions among young people. After two glasses of wine, everyone became familiar with each other, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Because the people sitting at the main table were relatively high-ranking in the industry, people from the other two tables kept coming to toast, but most of them were to Zou Xiaolan and a few others.

Hao Yingying gently pushed Zou Xiaolan and whispered: "With so many people toasting you and connecting with you, does your master have any thoughts?"

Although they are said to be masters and apprentices, they are actually about the same age. Zou Xiaolan was not really brought out by Qing Li. Even if she was really brought out by her, now that she sees that her apprentice is more prestigious than herself, I am afraid she will feel uncomfortable.

Zou Xiaolan glanced at Qing Li from the corner of her eye and nodded slightly when she saw her peeling shrimps there.

"Maybe."

After a pause, "I'd better keep my voice down."

Hao Yingying was startled, "What does this have to do with the volume of the voice?"

Zou Xiaolan said helplessly: "Master is a person who likes purity. During banquets, he would hide in a corner. With so many people coming and going frequently, she might be annoyed."

Hao Yingying: "!"

is that so!

Wouldn't she be jealous of Xiaolan?

Hao Yingying knew very little about Qing Li, and she was a little worried about her wearing small shoes for Xiaolan in the future.

Thinking like this, a sweet girl came to Zou Xiaolan with a wine glass and said, "Xiaolan, I saw your painting, it's amazing!"

Zou Xiaolan was a little surprised by the visitor, so she stood up politely and said, "Thank you Xiao Meng for the compliment. I'm still a little behind compared to you."

There was a flash of complacency in Xiao Meng's eyes, which was not obvious, and she looked at Qing Li.

"Is that your master? Can you help me make a recommendation? I saw her paintings last time and they are very to my liking."

Zou Xiaolan felt happy in her heart. She was very happy that someone noticed her master, even though he didn't care.

She brought Xiaomeng to Qingli, "Master, this is Li Meng, a senior in our school who is one year older than me. She has represented the school in many city painting competitions, and winning first place is normal."

Zou Xiaolan spoke highly of Xiao Meng. Although they were competitive in school, she never hesitated to praise and acknowledge her opponent.

Xiao Meng looked at Qing Li with bright eyes, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, Miss Jiang, I like your paintings very much, and I just have this opportunity to get to know you."

Qing Li wiped his hands, stood up, held hands with her and left.

Xiao Meng raised a glass to invite him, "Ms. Jiang, would you like to have a drink?"

Then he saw that she didn't have a wine glass, so he got one from a classmate.

Qing Li looked at the wine in front of him and said with a smile: "Sorry, I don't drink."

Xiao Meng was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect Qing Li to say it so clearly.

Usually those who are embarrassed will just take a sip, which is somewhat disrespectful.

Zou Xiaolan wanted to take it and help her master drink it, but Xiao Meng said with a smile: "Miss Jiang has a straightforward personality and must be an easy person to get along with. Please give me a glass of juice."

Qing Li nodded slightly when he saw this.

A classmate poured Qingli a glass of orange juice and handed it to her, and Qingli raised the glass.

Xiaomeng raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The wine she drank was now dry. It would be rude to take just one sip of the juice Qing Li drank.

Qing Li brought the cup to his mouth, paused for a moment, drank it all in one sip, and sipped a little, frowning.

Then she spat lightly to spit out the juice she had just drank into her mouth.

Xiao Meng's expression changed when she saw this, "What's wrong?"

Qing Li smiled slightly and said, "The juice is not to my taste, so I'll give it to you."

Saying that, before Xiao Meng could react, she pinched Xiao Meng's mouth and drank the juice.

Xiao Meng drank, vomited and coughed, her expression mixed with fear.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard. Zou Xiaolan was stunned and didn't know what was going on. The usually gentle and peaceful master suddenly became violent and poured juice into his mouth?

The private room is neither big nor small, and the movement here immediately attracts everyone's attention.

When pairs of eyes looked over, Xiao Meng was lying on the ground, coughing violently, and then violently picking at his throat, trying to spit out the drink he had just drank.

The confused Zou Xiaolan immediately saw the clues and frowned at Xiao Meng, "What was in the drink you gave my master just now!"

Her stern questioning caused all eyes to focus on Xiao Meng.

The classmates behind her glared and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Xiao Meng just toasted to Miss Jiang. Who knew she was so grumpy? She poured juice into Xiao Meng's mouth because it was not to her liking!"

Qing Li smiled leisurely and said, "Yes, I have a bad temper, and you use unappetizing juice to toast me. Naturally, I have to drink it to make her remember it. Do you want to drink this unappetizing juice?" a little."

As she spoke, she swirled the orange juice in the glass.

When the classmate heard this, his expression changed and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Zou Xiaolan looked at her unclearly.

Why did Master say this? Isn’t it true?

There were a lot of discussions around him, and the eyes looking at Qing Li were full of dissatisfaction and anger.

How could this person have such a bad character? When people toasted with the intention of making friends and with good intentions, she would throw it back at her whenever she disagreed!

Such annoying people are not welcome in this circle!

"Xiaolan, is this your master?" A girl said with an indifferent look.

Zou Xiaolan looked straight back, "It's my master."

"Xiaolan, you are a very good girl. It is better not to be with her in the future. You are so destructive!"

"Yes, Xiaolan. This person has such a weird temper. How come he is pouring it on others? What is this?"

"Psychologically twisted, hate society?!"

Zou Xiaolan frowned and remained silent. She didn't know why her master did this, but she didn't believe what she said.

Xiaomeng picked at her throat for a long time without spitting out all the juice, so she stood up in a hurry.

"Quick, take me to the hospital!"

Qing Li blocked her way, "What's wrong? Why do you want to go to the hospital?"

Xiaomeng rolled around and pushed Qingli away, dragging her former classmate and crying: "Take me to the hospital quickly, I want gastric lavage!"

Even the most stupid person can see that something is wrong at this moment.

It’s just a cup of juice, why do you need gastric lavage?

Qing Li refused to let her go, raised his eyebrows and said, "What, is there something wrong with this juice?"

She glanced at Zou Xiaolan.

Zou Xiaolan understood and made the call when no one was paying attention.

Xiaomeng's classmates were also frightened. Faced with everyone's questioning looks, she did not dare to step forward for a while.

Xiaomeng gradually collapsed, "Take me to the hospital quickly, I want to go to the hospital!"

When someone saw her crying, they felt pity and said, "Send her to the hospital first, and we can resolve the matter later."

Qing Li looked over coldly, "Are you in the same group as her?"

The man waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no, I just think she feels pitiful."

Qing Li raised her eyebrows, "If this glass of juice was given to you, would she send you to the hospital out of pity for you?"

The man fell silent immediately.

People who originally felt pity for Xiao Meng, a sweet girl crying so sadly, gradually came around.

But there are still people who are overflowing with sympathy.

"Didn't you drink the juice instead of drinking it? You can't just ignore her now."

"I also think it's better to send him to the hospital first, so as not to kill anyone then."

Zou Xiaolan said angrily: "Are you talking human words? Did Our Lady of White Lotus come down to earth?"

The man disagreed and said: "Even if your master drinks this juice, we will still rush to the hospital without any delay. You can find out whether the situation is okay."

"We are not partial to anyone, we just feel we have to respect life."

Zou Xiaolan laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, I won't argue with you, I will remember you. I, Zou Xiaolan, will never associate with great saints like you who think you are compassionate!"

Qing Li patted Zou Xiaolan gently, indicating that she should ignore these people.

But these people didn't just talk. Seeing Xiao Meng crying hysterically, several boys rushed up and tried to take her away to the hospital.

Qing Li took two steps forward and said, "The police have been called. No one is allowed to leave until the police come."

Several boys frowned, "Why are you so cold-blooded? What should I do if she cries like this and her life is really in danger!"

Qing Li shook the cup in his hand, "If you drink this glass of juice by mistake, I will send you to the hospital as soon as possible. Do you want to try it?"

The boy didn't know what was in the juice, so he couldn't help but take a step back and looked at Qing Li as if he were looking at a devil.

They think Qingli is unreasonable.

Qing Li didn't care what they thought, no one could leave until the police came today.

The police arrived quickly, came to the scene to learn about the situation, and quickly tested the juice.

Xiaomeng was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage, but I don’t know if it can be cleaned.

Everyone present was very concerned about this matter. When the test results came out, Zou Xiaolan announced them immediately.

This juice contains high concentrations of DP and X drugs.

People who eat it will not die, but after one cup, they will become addicted. Not only that, they will make a fool of themselves in public, and even take the initiative to throw themselves into the arms of men in order to vent their desires.

As soon as the results came out, everyone fell silent.

The boys who had taken pity on Xiao Meng were filled with shame. They only thought it was a small frame-up. Who would have thought that she would put these things in her juice.

This is to completely drag Qing Li into the abyss.