D77 is creepy: [Sir, this target gives me a very strong feeling. 】

Qi Yan: What does it feel like?

D77: [Can’t tell. 】

It’s not that D77 deliberately conceals it, it has followed Qi Yan since it left the factory and has experienced world after world. No one understands Qi Yan’s temperament better than it does.

She is natural and has an appeal that no one else can match.

But this feeling appeared on another person today.

It's so similar, it's like copy-pasting.

When this feeling appears on the target, it will only feel weird.

After the banquet, Qi Yan took the car home.

In the car, his father Qi Miaohua sat in the passenger seat, mother and daughter sat in the back seat, and a hired driver drove the car.

Qi Miaohua glanced through the rearview mirror: "Xiaoyan, there are so many people at the banquet today, is there anyone you like?"

Qi Yan held Xu Weinian's arm and said, "That's it, I haven't met anyone outstanding."

"Mr. Xiao Qi is not good enough? I saw you said a few words to him today. What do you think of him?" Qi Miaohua asked with a smile.

Qi Yan raised her eyebrows: "It's not bad."

"Okay? Mr. Xiao Qi is the most popular person nowadays. Many girls like him, but he has always been polite and measured. I think he is pretty good."

"Okay, okay." Xu Weinian held Qi Yan's hand: "I'll be verbose after drinking some wine. Who Xiaoyan likes is her business, so don't ask."

"Okay, okay, I won't ask about my wife anymore." Qi Miaohua's eyes were doting.

Qi Yan's head rested on her mother's shoulder. The world gave her too much warmth, which made her feel unreal.

She is cared for and loved here, lives a prosperous life, and has no shortage of food and clothing. It is simply the life she has dreamed of.

She knew that she didn't deserve this kind of warmth, because this was probably a trap by the Tribunal, deliberately giving her the thing she coveted most and making her indulge here.

In the next few days, Qi Yan has been learning about Qi Yan's recent news online. Without exception, they all have positive comments, and there is no trace of any crime on his part.

If she wanted to uncover clues, she had to get close to him, but before Qi Yan had time to do so, she received a call from Youhai Club.

"Hello, Miss Qi, this is Youhai Club. You made an appointment for today's 'Qingguang Xinxin' service on the 12th of last month. I called you specifically to remind you, remember to come tonight."

Qi Yan was shocked: What is Qiongguang’s dedicated service?

D77: [Qingxin is a heart-to-heart chat service, and Qiongguang is the name of a male model. It is very popular and needs to be booked in advance. 】

Qi Yan covered her forehead and replied with a headache: "I don't have time tonight, please cancel."

There was some surprise at the front desk: "Don't Miss Qi like Qiong Guang very much? She repeatedly emphasized that she must make an appointment with him. Qiong Guang himself also expressed that he was looking forward to meeting Miss Qi."

On the other end of the phone, another waiter's voice suddenly came from talking -

"A013 point male model."

"That's so true. I thought they were just here to join in the fun."

"I heard it was ordered by Mr. Qi. Could it be that Mr. Qi..."

"Okay, make arrangements quickly."

The communication sound on the phone was very weak. Qi Yan was silent for a moment and said, "I will go there tonight."

Front desk: "Okay, then I will register you here."

No matter who Qi Zong heard, Qi Yan had to go and confirm.

After simply packing up, Qi Yan took her bag downstairs, went straight to the parking lot, and drove her own sports car to Youhai Club.

Jinhua City is bustling with traffic at night, and a light pink luxury supercar is parked in front of the club building.

Qi Yan stepped into the building wearing a tight black dress and high heels.

"Miss Qi, good evening."

"Miss Qi, long time no see."

The guests were greeted by two ordinary male waiters. Although they looked ordinary, their voices were nice and polite.

She is a regular customer here, and she has always been generous with her money. In addition, she is extremely beautiful, and everyone in the club likes her.

Following her old habit, Qi Yan stood at the door, took out five hundred-yuan bills, picked a welcome guest who liked her, and stuffed the money into his belt.

She hooked the waistband of his pants, ambiguously holding the money and put it in.

"Thank you, Miss Qi." The greeter smiled happily after receiving the tip.

The manager personally came out to greet you, "Miss Qi, I'm going to call Qiongguang right now. The private room specially reserved for you is in A012."

"Okay, I'll wait for him in the private room."

Qi Yan walked to A012. She vaguely remembered that A013 was the private room where Mr. Qi was.

She deliberately walked to the door of A013 and pushed the door open without saying a word.

The room was dark, with only a few dim lights on. The bright lights in the corridor shone in the moment the door was opened, revealing the situation in the private room.

A group of men and women were sitting on the sofa, holding wine glasses and chatting. In front of them stood a row of male models with reserved faces.

Although male models specialize in serving women, it doesn't mean that men can't do it, but the scene is a bit weird right now.

The group of people judged them as if they were picking products on a shelf, debating who looked better.

The conversation and laughter stopped abruptly the moment Qi Yan opened the door.

D77: [Target detected here. 】

Qi Yan's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that she was right, but what was Qi Yan doing here? Is it possible that he has business here?

Qi Yan smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I went to the wrong place."

The people in the private room immediately recognized her: "Isn't this the daughter of the Qi family? Come on, it's fate to meet each other. Let's play together. We happened to order a male model. Isn't this your favorite?"

Qi Yan took a look at the male models standing in a row.

They're all pretty handsome.

She smiled and said ambiguously: "Sorry, I don't like multi-person sports."

Everyone present was shocked.

Can this car be driven?

In the corner of the room, Qi Yan crossed his legs and fixed his gaze on the girl at the door with an interesting look in his eyes.

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