Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

In Su Yu'an's private room, after he had toasted the young people in the studio with tea instead of wine, he turned his head and saw Lin Qian and Fang Tong at the other end drinking away.

Under the light, the two beauties were smiling and talking sweetly, just sitting there was like a beautiful landscape.

Su Yu'an looked at Lin Qian softly, and strode over to sit down. Seeing that their wine glasses were empty, she filled them up.

"Mr. Su, I respect you. I wish you a prosperous business, abundant financial resources, and the success of your wishes."

After two glasses of wine, Fang Tong's face was a little hot, and his beautiful eyes were filled with charming water mist due to the smell of alcohol.

"Thank you, or I'll have some wine too."

Su Yu'an hesitated for a moment, ready to pour himself a glass of wine.

"No."

When Lin Qian, who was covering her hot face, heard this, she stretched out her hand without thinking, and grabbed Su Yu'an's hand that was about to take the wine.

His hand was warm for a while, Su Yu'an looked at Lin Qian in a daze, and subconsciously took her hand back.

There is no particular meaning, I just want to grasp that bit of tenderness that belongs to him.

"What's the matter with you? Didn't I tell you? You can't drink, you can't take the doctor's words as wind!"

Lin Qian's reaction was a little slow due to the stimulation of alcohol, and she was only worried about Su Yu'an's body, but didn't care about the details of her hands, and just stared at Su Yu'an with a face of reproach.

Su Yu'an smiled, her pair of starry eyes looked softer under the shining light.

He didn't speak, but just looked at Lin Qian deeply, feeling her concern and consideration for him.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, cold wind blew in, and someone stood at the door.

Su Yu'an turned his head, and saw Nangong Li was still knocking on the door, looking inside with a smile on his monstrous face.

"Yo, it's so lively!"

Nangong Li is here?
Su Yu'an was slightly stunned, but before he could react, he saw the corner of the man's clothes protruding from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Moran's tall figure appeared in his sight, followed by Yin Qinglan.

Su Yu'an's expression was slightly concentrated, and his eyes turned to Yin Moran who appeared.

The man's aura is very strong, even if you don't have close contact, you can still feel the deterrent force from him like a king descending.

What a coincidence, Nangong Li finally attracted Yin Moran.

"Master Su, we are all acquaintances, you don't mind if we all have a good time together."

Nangong Li put his hands in his pockets and walked in on his own. His eyes touched the hands of Su Yu'an and Lin Qian's. His pretty brows were slightly raised, and he looked interested.

Yin Moran, who was following behind, pursed his thin lips lightly, his gaze swept across the hands of men and women who hadn't let go, and his face like a knife and ax was even more cold and hard.

"I don't mind, Li Shao and his cousin are distinguished guests, please sit down."

Su Yu'an smiled gently, beckoned the two to sit down, and gave Yin Qinglan a slight nod in greeting.

Yin Qinglan nodded with a smile. Of course, she also saw the hands of the two, so she couldn't help looking at Lin Qian inquiringly.

She didn't have much contact with Lin Qian, so she really didn't know what she meant to Yin Moran.

As early as when Yin Moran came in, Lin Qian's mood fluctuated inexplicably, her eyes averted a little, and she didn't dare to touch him.

I feel a little guilty, and I don't know what I am guilty of.

Nangong Li's usual banter sounded in his ears, "Sister Lin, your old Yin is here, why don't you come and sit down?"

Her old Yin?

How did Yin Moran belong to her family?

Lin Qianqiao blushed, raised her eyes and glared at Nangong Li, her eyes subconsciously fell on Yin Moran.

When he touched his sharp eyes like X-rays, he couldn't help being slightly startled.

Moving his gaze down, he realized that his hand was still being held by Su Yu'an.

Feeling flustered in her heart, Lin Qian pulled her hand away abruptly, her beautiful almond eyes flickering in a panic.

God, she is so crazy!

Why was she so restless that she didn't notice the strangeness in her hand just because of Yin Moran's appearance?

He must have misunderstood her again!

Why is she so stupid?

With annoyed expression on her face, Lin Qian bit the corner of her lip, took the wine glass and poured a big gulp of wine into her own mouth to cover up her panic.

The warmth in his hands dissipated, Su Yu'an's fingers curled up, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his slightly drooping eyes.

Fang Tong on the side watched the interaction of the few people with great interest, and with sparkling eyes, he pushed Lin Qian, "Xiao Qian'er, Young Master Li is talking to you! Come and sit next to Mr. Yin!"

Whether it's public or private, she has to stand by Yin Moran's side!
"No, Xiaotong, are you sisters anymore? I just like sitting next to you."

Lin Qian blushed and glared at Fang Tong.

Why do you have to match her with Yin Moran?
She doesn't want to be so ambiguous, okay?

"If it's a sister, you should go and sit there!"

Fang Tong moved closer to Lin Qian, and whispered in her ear, "Aren't you going to create opportunities for me and Su Yu'an?"

Lin Qian: "."

She couldn't refuse what she said!

but
Lin Qian pursed her lips, her eyes drifted to the man diagonally across from her.

The man sat upright in a corner, exuding a noble air all over his body, exuding a cold aura that strangers should not get close to.

My heart trembled a little, I was inexplicably afraid!
"Lin Qian, long time no see, can you come and talk to me?"

Yin Qinglan suddenly spoke, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

She sat beside Yin Moran, and when she spoke, Lin Qian had no reason to refuse.

Then sit down.

Isn't it just a position?

What is she being hypocritical about?
Lin Qian took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and walked to Yin Qinglan's side to sit down, but Yin Qinglan moved her beautiful legs and pulled her to Yin Moran's side.

The corners of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, feeling that she was surrounded by a group of matchmakers today.

Lin Qian shrunk her body, pretending to be a quail, as the man's familiar clean and clear breath came from her nostrils.

Yin Moran at the side remained silent, and only when Lin Qian sat next to him did the cold aura around him ease slightly, but his face was still as cold as ice.

His black eyes glanced at Su Yu'an who was facing him, he turned his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Pour the wine."

Is this talking to her?

There is a kind of rush to treat her as one of her own!
Lin Qian pursed her red lips slightly, glanced at Yin Moran, reached out to take the wine bottle and poured him a glass of wine.

Yin Moran raised his glass and looked at Su Yu'an, "Yu'an, I heard that your studio is about to open? Let me toast you."

"it is good."

Su Yu'an hooked the corners of her lips, glanced at Lin Qian from the corner of her eye, her thoughts moved slightly, her slender fingers touched the wine bottle, as if she wanted to pour wine for herself.

Seeing this, Lin Qian on the opposite side blurted out, "Yu An, what do you want to do? I told you that you can't drink, and you want to be self-willed?"

After the sound fell, several people looked at her in unison, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop sharply.

Bursts of cold air radiated from the side, extremely cold, like the cold current from Siberia, making the surrounding people shiver uncontrollably.

Lin Qian shuddered, turned her head to look at the source of the cold air, and saw Yin Moran's side face was as tight as a knife's edge, and the fingers holding the wine glass had cold white arcs.

Did she say something wrong?

Does someone want to be so low pressure!