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"It's not yet time."

The man opposite knocked on the table of the box, and I took the wine that Xu Yucheng handed over. It tasted spicy and bitter, which made my throat hurt.He looked at me tenderly: "It's so cute, Xiao Yan just can't drink."

"Xu Yucheng, did you listen to me?" The man looked very unhappy, "I said now is not the time to turn against him, so don't rush to act..."

"We don't have a 'should' time, Zhao Yuan, when did you see that idiot Xu Yuzhong let go of his mouth?" Xu Yucheng gently wiped the choked wine from the corner of his mouth with his hand, carelessly caressing like a pet.The touch made me feel very disrespected, but I refrained from making a sound.The colorful lights in the box were changing, but his expression was indifferent like a quiet landscape painting, he turned his head and asked me softly: "Xiao Yan, you support me too?"

I obediently leaned against him and he held his hand and nodded.Zhao Yuan clicked his tongue: "It's up to you, who did you make an appointment with today?"

"A few people from the customs." Xu Yucheng squinted his eyes and sipped his wine, "Zhuang Lin is eating with them and drinking three rounds, and he will be there later."

Seeing that it was almost time, I stood up: "Brother Yucheng, then I'll be leaving first."

"Won't Xiaoyan stay?" He raised his head and smiled at me, still with a soft and refined look, "I've been afraid of social situations since I was a child, but I can't do it when I grow up."

"I have a headache." I lied without changing my face, "Let me go back first, okay?"

He stared at me for a moment, his eyes were dark, and after a long time he said in a good brother's tone: "Okay then, be careful."

I really don't like those contacts that participated in Xu Yucheng's private development.Before, he would not introduce my identity, but just took me by his side.Those people's eyes were cloudy and arrogant, looking at people coldly from top to bottom, and their hypocrisy was written all over their smiles.Once after the dinner, I heard an official and my companion say that I was a duck raised by Xu Yucheng, and another person said that I was Xu Yucheng's cousin.

"Who would bring his cousin to such an occasion? You look at his coquettish appearance, it looks like someone's ass fucked."

I walked away silently while they laughed.Since then, I have never participated in this kind of entertainment, and went to shave my hair.But now my hair is a little longer, after I left the box, I went to the bathroom and glanced at the mirror.It's past nine o'clock in the evening, and the prime time of this kind of club has just begun.

"what are you doing?!"

I was a little embarrassed, and the hand that was about to push open the compartment door to go out stopped in mid-air.The sound was just outside my cubicle, accompanied by another man's drunken gibberish, followed by the muffled sound of fists hitting the body.I sighed helplessly and pushed open the door. There were two people wrestling at the door—it should be said that it was a unilateral violence by one man on another.

The hitters continued to wave their fists without any interference, so I ignored them and washed my hands as if I hadn't seen them, with the sound of fists falling again and again and another person's painful humming as the background music.When the washing was almost done, I sighed and said something extra: "Dude, it's almost done, don't beat people up."

The beating man looked up at me, and my heart skipped a beat.

Under the warm light, his face is not very good-looking. It can only be said that there is no fault, and it is not completely according to my aesthetics.But his temperament is enough to cover up his unstunning facial features.He obviously looks like an ordinary young man, and his facial features are not particularly outstanding, but the combination has a unique desire. When he raised his eyes and looked at me, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

Want to sleep with this guy who has the type of face I haven't met.

My thoughts were scattered to other places, but the man had already closed his hands and approached me. Only then did I realize that he was really tall, so tall that I had to look up at him.He nodded to me: "Thank you for reminding me." He turned around and was about to leave.

"Oh, what should I do with this man?" Actually, I usually don't care about this kind of thing, but the man's temperament makes me very concerned, so I asked one more question, "Aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you?"

His figure paused, then returned to me and frowned and asked, "Then what should I do?"

It's fine if you finish the fight together, you really haven't considered the consequences of the shot?I thought for a while: "May I take the liberty to ask your identity?"

If the employees in the club beat someone in the workplace, I can't take care of it, it can only be regarded as a mindless beater.

He hesitated and said, "I'm a model."

Ah, no wonder he is in good shape and tall.But the model is not to show the clothes. Wouldn't the luster of the clothes be concealed by such a strong temperament?Probably the ones who were beaten were the people in his circle who wanted to rule him unspokenly.I happily said: "How about this, you strip him naked and make a video, then just threaten each other. People want face, and they don't want to spread their nude photos."

He looked at me a little surprised: "Is this really good?"

"You can also block you after he wakes up." I shrugged, "I don't care, if you consider morality, don't hit people casually—"

I didn't expect that when beating someone, he would be quick and quick, with a restless face, but his thoughts were quite simple.After all, he turned around and was about to return to the bathroom. I kindly reminded him, "Remember to lock the door, so as not to be caught. By the way, what's your name?"

He didn't answer.Immediately, I thought that he probably didn't dare to reveal this to me. Seeing how he resisted the unspoken rules, he was probably a newcomer. I don't know when he will become popular, and it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.I watched him walk away in silence with some reluctance, and sighed in my heart that meeting a beautiful man really depends on fate.

Fate is never something you can ask for, it can only be determined by God.

While thinking sadly, I took out my mobile phone and made a call: "Miss Lin? Do you know who your media company has recruited recently? I want to find a small model. If you have a roster photo, please send me... "

No way, who made that person wear a T-shirt from Asia Entertainment—sometimes fate can not depend on fate, it all depends on vision.