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For the next few days, He Qing was depressed.

When He Qing was in a bad mood, her brows and eyes drooped, covering half of her light maroon pupils, and the tear mole at the end of her eyes was particularly eye-catching.

In the past, my friends said that his eyes were so bright that it made people feel itchy. Part of the reason was because of that mole, which gave him a pretty face that was not a girl, adding a bit of charm.

During this period of time, he promoted two races in the circle, and he did not organize or participate in the drag racing activities around the city at night. Occasionally, he was dragged away by Lanzhou, and he still drove the little Mustang.

Now, he is forced to sit in a private room with a sad face, playing a game with a friend.

This friend is called Shan Jiangbie.

If it is said that the south gate of Chengdu is the final decision of his congratulations, the north gate is Shanjiangbie.This person is born like a hooligan, self-made, but he does things arrogantly and unreasonably. He is the type who is blinded by profit, and he looks down on rich children like He Qing the most.

So there are too many interests involved in this Hongmen Banquet, no matter how bad the mood is for congratulations, they have to come.

After all, it was Lan Zhou who was forced to stuff the invitation letter, so he had to give Lan Zhou a face.

Seeing his sleepy look, Lanzhou thought to himself what happened to this person who was always full of battery, and then suddenly remembered what happened at the Jingang Circuit some time ago, and with an ouch, he clasped his hands on his back: "Isn't it? Lover, you..."

What he was about to ask was cut off by He Qing's sharp eye.

Lan Zhou almost bit his tongue, and lowered his voice: "Are you still angry about that?"

He Qing glanced at him, did not speak, took out a cigarette and smoked it.

It's so fucking embarrassing, he feels uncomfortable every time he talks about it, this buddy still doesn't open any pot every day, and he is in a bad mood, only because of that man?

"Row,"

He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for He Qing. Lan Zhou extinguished the flame with a wave of his hand, "Airport Road, right? I'll take someone to smash his garage tonight."

Thinking of what he had heard about Ying and Jiang, He Qing still felt a little soft-hearted, and shook her head: "Forget it."

Lan Zhou wondered, when did He Qing become so kind?

Back then, when there was a bloody storm, well, when something happened on the race track and people were murdered, the police stations in the five districts were alarmed. It wasn't just a matter of smashing a garage to solve it.

Lan Zhou rubbed his hands, gritted his teeth: "Then, go beat his brother?"

Thinking of the horrific look of that man's younger brother being beaten up, he beat everyone present to the ground, He Qing was so sad that he shook his head again: "No way."

Lanzhou jumped, and worried: "Then how to fix it?"

The future is long, and Ying Yujiang is able to make a fortune in Beijing, but naturally he can't hold back too much strength in Chengdu, so if he wants to provoke him, he must be more aggressive. He has to choose a surefire strategy.

No matter how powerful Lanzhou's family is, they are just a young boy who is not afraid of tigers at birth.

He Qing didn't want to drag Lanzhou and Fengtang into it.

There are tens of millions of people in the world, and Chengdu is so big, these two masters are the only friends he wants to protect the most.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reason, he picked up the silver chopsticks on the table, put a mouthful of vegetables into the Lanzhou bowl, and muttered: "Mind yourself."

The two of them here got together and whispered their ears together, and Shan Jiang, who invited them to come to town, don't be unhappy, opened a bottle of white and reached for the goblet in front of He Qing.

There was an explosion in the private room, people at the table booed for a while, boys and girls shouted and laughed all over the room, and the waiters who were waiting to serve the food closed their doors and went out.

Laughter mixed with the voices of strangers, the golden wallpaper, the tablecloth with all kinds of patterns, it was so uncomfortable that He Qing's head would explode.

This damn is guilty of Tai Sui... I will go to Zhaojue Temple to worship another day.

Lan Zhou saw that Shan Jiang was holding a bottle of white to congratulate him, he quickly grabbed the cup and said with a smile, "What's going on?"

Shan Jiang was taken aback, "What are you talking about?"

Lan Zhou straightened his face and said, "Brother Shan, Young Master He doesn't drink."

Shan Jiangbie, who had been smacked in public, frowned, with a flash of embarrassment on his face, and then filled the cup in front of Lan Zhou, and said, "Then, what about Lan Zhou?"

Lanzhou got up, and was about to pick up the cup and drink it up, when He Qing stood up beside him, grabbed the cup and drank it all.

He drank in a hurry, and the transparent liquid overflowed from the corner of his lips, flowed to his jaw, traced the arc, and pooled on the collarbone exposed by the low-necked sweater.

After drinking all the congratulations, the roots of his ears were blushing.

Fuck, didn't you say that getting drunk relieves a thousand worries? Why does the more you drink, the more uncomfortable you become...

Don't applaud Shan Jiang, saying that Young Master He is courageous, and the people at the table cheered along. They have never seen He Qing drinking, and today is an eye-opener.

Congratulations to drink to the end of the night, Lanzhou could not persuade, after drinking three times, everyone present was stunned.

Don't be puzzled by Shan Jiang. Seeing that Lanzhou went to the bathroom, everyone in the private room was almost drunk, and they were all calling to ask the driver at home to pick him up.

He walked over and put his arm on He Qing's shoulder, and blew: "Young Master He, are you in a bad mood?"

Drunk with a headache, being blown by this blow, her neck and arms were slightly red, He Qing turned her head and shook off his hand: "Annoying."

Shan Jiang don't laugh: "It's not easy to get an appointment with you. I heard that last week in Jingang..."

He Qing glanced at him, her drunken eyes seemed a little angry: "Be Nima Jingang Jingang!"

"Are you angry?"

Shan Jiang turned sideways to block He Qing's way to the bathroom, and leaned against the wall as if to hug him: "It's okay, brother is giving you this bad breath..."

"It's none of your business."

The disgust on He Qing's face couldn't be hidden, she turned her head away: "Get out of the way."

Seeing that He Qing's face was flushed, half of his body was going limp, and his feet were floating, Shan Jiangbie bent down and blew another breath into his ear.

He Qing couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you fucking with a hair dryer?"

Just listen to Shan Jiang don't be ambiguous: "Actually, it's already out."

When He Qing heard this, the wine instantly woke up halfway, and said angrily: "Is there something wrong with you?"

Give him face!

I knew that this grandson was uneasy and kind in bringing himself here today, but he didn't expect to be hacked.

Since Ying and Jiang entered Sichuan, they have been the contacts that all parties wanted to win over. The incident at the Jingang Circuit last week spread widely. Everyone wanted to embarrass Ying and Jiang for the sake of congratulations. He has a lot of people, and Shan Jiangbie is the number one.

Borrowing Ying and Jiang with her own hands, He Qing has completely tied up with Ying and Jiang this time.

Shan Jiangbie laughed lowly for a while: "Isn't it just a shit..."

He Qing was so disgusting to him that he felt like vomiting just looking at him. At this moment, he only cared about Ying Yujiang's situation, and didn't want to ask any more questions, so he walked quickly to the elevator entrance.

Don't hold Shan Jiang's hand behind him, He Qing's neck is getting redder and his arms are itchy, he is furious and shouts: "Let go! I'm allergic!"

"It's okay, love, it's not an infection..."

He Qing scolded: "You fucking don't call me Qing'er!"

There was a waiter passing by with a plate in the corridor, seeing the two of them tugging at each other, they looked at Shan Jiang don't snicker, his petals trembled, and He Qing felt a chill from his smile. It is estimated that this idiot often molested good women and men here.

Lan Zhou just came out of the bathroom, saw Shan Jiangbie holding on to He Qing, rushed over and pushed Shan Jiangbie, who also drank a lot, didn't care too much, just thought Lan Zhou was insignificant, shaking Arm shouted: "Young Master Lan, come again next time!"

After hastily closing the elevator door, He Qing leaned against the wall, panting heavily, her eyes were a little distracted.

Lan Zhou pulled back the hem of his sweater, revealing He Qing's firm and beautiful abs, but he didn't care about admiring it at this time, Lan Zhou said anxiously: "Qing'er, you are allergic!"

He Qing shook her head: "I, Lan Lan, I have something to do now..."

Lanzhou scolded him: "What kind of criticism is more important than your body!"

He Qing said, "Isn't it more important than your body..."

Lan Zhou didn't care about him, and drove him to the parking place, stuffed his brains into the rear seat and locked the car, and drove to the nearest Chengfei Hospital.

At night, Chengdu is filled with lights from thousands of houses, shining brightly everywhere.

It's not too cold at the moment, and when the Spring Festival comes, the huge Jinguan City will become an empty city.

There are also a lot fewer cars in winter, all of which are exhausting air. Looking down from a higher bridge, a row of cars with red and yellow taillights flashing on the buttocks of the car is like a thousand fireflies. The dream fell into the world.

Looking at the taillight, He Qing had a headache, and then thought of Ying and Jiang.

Lanzhou was forced all the way from the second ring road to the third ring road, talking so much that congratulations were going crazy.

"Qing'er, if you are allergic, you need to get an injection, check the source of allergies...don't be afraid, I'm here..."

"For the matter of Jingang, Fengtang and I want to beat Ying Yujiang and his brother!"

He Qing seemed to be taken aback, and complained incessantly: "I beg you two, please don't!"

At this time, a ringing phone disturbed his thoughts. Young Master He took out his bag and swipe to answer it without even looking at it.

The voice that came from my ear was like the low roar of a beast deep in the jungle, it was a man's hoarse words.

"Congratulations."

It is should and will.

"West China Hospital, I'll wait for you."

He Qing held the phone and said nothing, Lanzhou looked at him from the rearview mirror, and murmured, "Qing'er, why don't you talk?"

"I should be with the general."

After the man finished speaking, the phone hung up.

Just after entering the third ring road here, Lanzhou turned on the sports mode, and as soon as the Land Rover picked up the speed, He Qing's eyes turned red.

"Lan Lan, turn around and take me to Huaxi."