The little ancestor has a delicate voice and can flirt, and the ascetic villain has fallen

Qi Boyan turned around and looked.

Su Qinghua raised a slight smile on the corner of her lips, raised her hand, and greeted him with a gentle smile.

Qi Boyan walked through the people coming and going, and his eyes fell on her, a layer of darkness filled the dark pupils, and his mind was full of thoughts.

His jaw tensed slightly, thinking of something, he turned his head and said to He Mu: "Tell them I'll come later."

He Mu: "OK."

After Qi Boyan walked in Su Qinghua's direction, He Mu turned around and gossiped with Shen Zechuan beside him, "What's going on, the rumors circulating in the circle shouldn't be true? Seventh brother changed his sweetheart?"

Shen Zechuan didn't speak, just turned his head and stared at him for a few seconds, then fell silent.

This look made He Mu think that there was something on his face, and with the cigarette between his long fingers, he touched it with the other hand: "No, what are you looking at?"

Shen Zechuan showed no mercy, and said bluntly, "Look at the idiot."

He Mu: "..."

Seeing him walking towards her, Su Qinghua talked to her friend, who smiled and left in a sensible manner.

When Qi Boyan walked up to her, she said, "What a coincidence."

Qi Boyan looked down at her, and smiled softly, "Is it a coincidence?"

There was a sense of oppression in that look, Su Qinghua didn't continue to cover it up, so she generously admitted, "It's not important, isn't it good to have one more person to cheer your friend on?"

Qi Boyan lowered his eyebrows slightly.

He had the feeling that she had been around his place more frequently recently.

But this is not the place to chat.

"Find a place to talk, I have something to ask you."

Su Qinghua looked at him for a few seconds, lowered her long eyelashes, her eyes were dark, then turned around and walked away.

Qi Boyan left behind her.

At the foot of Panlong Mountain, there is a hot spring manor for entertaining VIPs. It covers a huge area. In the evening, you can see the mesmerizing sky of tangerine and water blue, and the scenery is very beautiful.

The manor is brightly lit.

Qi Boyan sat on the deck chair beside the swimming pool with sea blue lights, and lit a cigarette to relieve the restlessness in his chest.

After hearing her speak for a long time, Su Qinghua, who was standing by the pool, turned her head to look at him. The milky white smoke blurred his sharp outline, adding a bit of sexy and seductive charm.

Indistinct and unpredictable.

Qi Boyan exhaled a puff of smoke lightly, pursed her thin lips lightly, "What do you want? Be straightforward, I don't want to go around the bush."

Su Qinghua shook the cocktail in her hand, "Aren't you in a panic, did I do anything to you?"

Qi Boyan raised her eyes, staring straight at her with penetrating eyes, "Don't you think we've met too many times recently? Whether it's your intention or not."

These words made Su Qinghua's complexion slightly darkened, "Why, you... don't want to see me so much?"

Although she asked this sentence pretending to be relaxed, she felt something faintly, so this idea became stronger and stronger.

The man didn't answer the question directly, but asked again, "What do you want?"

Su Qinghua looked at his handsome face that became more and more introverted, "Back to the past."

"impossible."

In fact, Su Qinghua had already guessed the answer, "You are not afraid of seeing me, but you are afraid of thinking of the past when you see me, right?"

She looked coldly, "But those things actually happened, that's your past, even if you block and ignore all the people in the past, those things will still exist, without that past, there would be no present You, Qi Boyan."

The man lowered his eyes, bit the cigarette between his teeth and took a few deep breaths, but he was still calm.

"You put forward a condition. In the future, except for necessary business meetings, I don't think there is any need for us to meet again."

After speaking, Qi Boyan put out the cigarette at his fingertips in the ashtray beside him, and got up, "I'll give you a few days to think about it, and if you've figured out what you want, send me a message."

He turned to leave.

Su Qinghua's light voice came from behind.

"Does Chi Youyou know about your past?"

With a simple answer, he stopped his steps to leave here, and his originally calm eyes turned into turbulent waves mixed with a lot of hostility.

Afterwards, Qi Boyan turned around, his eyes were like icy cones in the freezing winter, and he swept towards Su Qinghua overwhelmingly.

Su Qinghua tightly squeezed the wine glass in her hand, her heart was pounding, and she felt the extremely depressing atmosphere.

He cared so much-

She laughed angrily, "What kind of eyes do you think she would look at you if she knew about your past?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell her about you, but if one day you make me anxious—"

She paused, but the rest of the words were self-evident.

Qi Boyan stared at Su Qinghua with complicated eyes for a few seconds, "You know what it means for her to know about this matter."

Su Qinghua gritted her back teeth hard, feeling a puff of depression in her chest.

Naturally, she didn't want to have a deadlock in her relationship with him.

"I figured it out."

Su Qinghua walked to the table where the bag was just placed, put down the wine glass in her hand, and found the sealed bag in the bag before.

She looked down at the white pills in the transparent sealed bag.

If he was so resistant to remembering the past—

Then she wants him to think of it over and over again.

She remembered it so clearly, why did he have to forget it.

She took out a tablet from it, walked towards him, and handed it to him, "If you take this, I promise you that I will never appear in front of you again except for necessary business."

Qi Boyan looked down at the pill in her hand.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to hold it between his teeth, and swallowed it.

Su Qinghua watched his throat rolling, and felt even more angry, "Are you not afraid that I will poison you to death?"

In order not to see her again—

He swallowed it without asking.

He is not even afraid of death, is he? !

Qi Boyan didn't answer, feeling that the question was meaningless.

What is the meaning of death, she is better at how to torture people.

Before leaving, he raised his eyes, his black eyes were calm and cold, "You promised, you will do what you say."

Seeing the back of the man leaving, Su Qinghua clenched her palms tightly, poking her fingertips into her palms, oozing traces of blood.

She yelled again, "Qi Boyan, I'm the only one who won't despise you—you really don't know what's good!"

She guessed right, he was worried that Chi Youyou would look at him strangely if he knew his past, and would dislike him and disgust him.

As long as there is this bargaining chip, even if she regrets later, he can't do anything to her.

The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, she would rather destroy it than see another woman own him——

...

PARKING LOT.

Qi Boyan didn't go back to the race track, but sent a message in the group as an excuse to leave, and said to Lu Shishi in the driver's seat, "Go back to Yunding."

Lu Shixi: "Yes."

The Rolls-Royce Ghost stopped at the downstairs of Building 7 of the Genting Mansion an hour and a half later.

Qi Boyan opened the car door and got out of the car. When he took out his mobile phone and was about to go up the steps, a violent tearing sensation suddenly gushed out of his body. Qi and blood condensed in one place, and the heat made the blood boil all over his body.

The man stopped, the phone slipped from the palm of his hand, the edge of the phone hit the floor, and the screen instantly shattered into spider webs.

He bent slightly, raised his hand to grab the clothes on his abdomen, and double images and illusory scenes began to appear in front of his eyes.

This familiar feeling is——