Ye Qingwei turned her head and saw the handsome and indifferent Li Yanchen, his phoenix eyes looked at her as sharply as a falcon under his lens.

Seeing him with that look in his eyes, she couldn't help shivering.

Ye Qingwei subconsciously let go of Ye Qingyu's long hair. But obviously Ye Qingyu didn't let her go, and grabbed her thigh with a backhand.

Ye Qingwei's face twisted slightly in pain.

Ye Qingyu is very smart. She knows that she is a public figure, and she is very sensitive about her handling. Even if she wanted to sue Ye Qingyu, she would not be able to lift up her skirt.

The skin on her thighs must have been scratched by her.

Bitch!

Who is the bitch scolding?

The bitch scolded you!

Ye Qingyu bent her red lips, Okay, I got it, bitch.

Ye Qingwei reacted, trembling with anger.

Ye Qingyu didn't glance at Li Yanchen, straightened her messy long hair, stepped on her high heels, and returned to the banquet hall.

Throughout the whole process, he didn't look at Li Yanchen.

Ye Qingwei was still cursing, Bitch, scum—

Li Yanchen put one hand in his trouser pocket, looked at Ye Qingwei who was breathing fragrant, and told the people behind him, My mouth is too stinky, take her to clean it.

Ye Qingwei, who was still cursing, was quickly dragged into the men's bathroom by a man in black.

The pool where the man urinated was filled with water, and the man in black directly pressed Ye Qingwei's face down.

Ye Qingwei didn't even realize what happened, her whole head sank into the pool.

The taste is indescribable.

She wanted to scream, but couldn't.

Why? Why did Lin Sitong's boyfriend talk to Ye Qingyu?

Could it be that he was also seduced by that foxy girl Ye Qingyu?

Ye Qingwei didn't have time to think about it, the head that was pulled out just now disappeared again.

The reception is still going on.

Ye Qingyu became the spokesperson for Rola in Asia, and it was inevitable that she would be toasted and congratulated.

With Qiao Qiao around, she didn't restrain herself.

At the end of the reception, she drank too much, and her stomach was overwhelmed.

Qiao Qiao looked at her beautiful eyes that were flushed, but her face was a little pale. Unlike her usual bright and charming appearance, Ye Qingyu, who was rather charming and pitiful, hurriedly supported her.

Sister Qingyu, in fact, you don't need to drink so much.

In the past few years, Ye Qingyu drank a lot when socializing, but she never let herself drink like today. Maybe it was because of meeting Li Yanchen? As soon as she saw him, she thought of how stupid she was back then, thinking that he had such a tiny bit of sincerity for her!

It's okay, help me to the car.

Will your friend's car come to pick you up later?

Ye Qingyu didn't hear what Qiao Qiao said clearly, so she hummed in a daze.

In the lobby, Qiao Qiao found that he forgot to take his bag.

Sister Qingyu, wait for me at the door for a while, I'll come right over with my bag.

Ye Qingyu leaned against the marble pillar at the entrance of the hotel, and after a while, a black Bentley drove over.

Ye Qingyu narrowed her misty eyes, thinking that the car sent by Wen Ruan was coming to pick her up, so she opened the door and sat in it.

After reporting the name of the hotel, she leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.

When Qiao Qiao came out with her bag, what she saw was Ye Qingyu getting into a Bentley, and she was about to get in when the car sped away.

Qiao Qiao touched her nose and stared at the Bentley who was going away. Although she knew that this was a car sent by sister Qing Yu's friend, she was still a little worried, so she called.

It took a while to get connected, Sister Qingyu, are you in your friend's car?

Ye Qingyu hummed and hung up the phone.

Opening her hazy beautiful eyes, she glanced at the driver who was driving. The handsome and sharp outline, the handsome and profound facial features seemed faintly familiar.

Yes, like that dog man!

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