Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

"Stop." An unhappy voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as Lan Chu walked to the door of the box, Ji Shao suddenly got up and chased after him, "Do I agree to let you go?"

Hearing this, Lan Chu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at Ji Shao from the corner of her eye. Since she had just drank a glass of wine, she already felt a little pain in her stomach.

Lan Chu cut off more than half of her stomach in order to treat stomach cancer. Not to mention smoking and alcohol, there are many precautions in her daily diet. Taking care of her stomach can be described as careful...

Not to mention that she only has half a small stomach now, even when she was healthy, she couldn't drink much alcohol.

"Ji Shao." Lan Chu raised his hand to hold his lower abdomen.

But she didn't want to show her vulnerability too obviously, "I've already drank as you wished, what else do you want to do?"

The man looked at her nonchalantly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her hand pressing on her stomach. Lan Chu immediately withdrew her hand when she noticed it, and straightened her back as much as possible, pretending to be okay.

"I didn't expect Miss Qingli to be quite famous."

Ji Shaowei raised his chin, "He said he came to discuss investment with us, but he didn't talk about the matter, and he put down his rhetoric and said that he didn't want to cooperate anymore. Who gave you such courage?"

A hint of impatience flashed across Lan Chu's brows and eyes.

She frowned slightly, and looked up at him, "Then what does Young Master Ji want? Continue to drink here with you? I'm afraid Ji Shao didn't want to talk about the project with me."

She finally understood that today was the Hongmen Banquet.

This Young Master Ji probably recognized her long ago, because he was sure that Aaron would not be able to accompany her today, so he found such an excuse to ask her out to socialize.

But Lan Chu didn't know what his purpose was.

"Miss Qingli, don't talk too much. I came here with an investment of 50 million yuan full of sincerity. As for whether you want the money...it depends on how you behave."

Ji Shao glanced at the woman he was holding in his arms from the corner of his eye.

The young woman stood up immediately, opened a bottle of champagne and walked to Lan Chu, "Have a drink, Miss Qingli."

Lan Chumei squinted at the bottle of champagne...

The degree of champagne is much higher than that of Pink Lady, and her stomach has already reached the limit of drinking that glass of wine, and it is absolutely impossible to drink any more.

Looking at the bottle of wine, her stomach hurt even more.

Lan Chu's complexion was a bit ugly, but she still couldn't help but raised her hand to cover her stomach, and pressed down slightly to relieve the pain.

"What will happen if you don't drink it?" she said.

...

At the same time, in another box.

Bai Jingchen was leaning loosely on the leather sofa, his slender legs were crossed, and a black folder was placed on it. It was rare that he didn't drink, but he was also a little absent-minded.

The man in the wine red suit who came with him chatted about the details in the document, but he didn't get any response for a long time, so he called out, "Brother Chen."

Bai Jingchen seemed to be a little distracted, his eyes didn't have a clear focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Chen!" The man's voice was amplified again.

He poked the person beside him with his elbow, and Bai Jingchen immediately recovered and looked at him, "What?"

"What are you thinking?" The man in the wine red suit was a little confused.

He pointed to a quotation on the document and said, "I'm asking you about the profit point. How do you think you're absent-minded tonight? Is it because you're in a bad mood or you don't want to talk to me?"

"No." Bai Jingchen pursed her lips lightly.

He frowned indistinctly, and then laughed at himself - he has been divorced from Lan Chu for so long, if she really has a boyfriend...

What does it have to do with him? What qualifications does he have?

Bai Jingchen's brows and eyes added a bit of sarcasm, he closed his eyes, took a nap for a while and discarded all distracting thoughts.

"Go on." He opened the folder on his lap.

The people beside him continued to talk about the clauses on the file folder. Although Bai Jingchen didn't get distracted completely this time, half of his mind couldn't help but drifted to Lan Chu's side...

Until a voice suddenly sounded, "Pa——"

Bai Jingchen's heart tightened inexplicably following the voice, he raised his eyes suddenly, and looked outside the box.

"What's the matter?" The man in the suit also looked over there.

The sound came from the corridor, but their box door was closed and they didn't know exactly what happened.

But Bai Jingchen felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart...

The man in the suit stood up immediately, "I'll go to the manager and ask them to deal with it. You can make trouble around the box? Isn't this disturbing people's business talks?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the outside of the box at a rapid pace.

Bai Jingchen twitched his fingertips lightly, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to be pulling him in the dark, making him stand up immediately, "I'll go out and have a look too."

...

Lan Chu still insisted on refusing to drink and left the box.

Mr. Huang tried to be a peacemaker in the middle, but he didn't expect that Ji Shao was not a good person, so he chased her out, grabbed her wrist and threw her against the wall, "Bang——"

Lan Chu's back slammed against the wall, and she frowned slightly due to the pain, "I told you, I won't drink."

"Don't drink? What is Miss Qingli afraid of?"

Ji Shao directly put down his harsh words, "Don't forget, you are no longer a wealthy young lady, nor a wife of any aristocratic family, but just a stinky cousin in the entertainment industry. How dare you not drink if your gold master asks you to drink? Or are you afraid of something being revealed?"

Lan Chu's face became increasingly ugly.

Her stomach hurts more and more. Under the stimulation of alcohol, her forehead is covered with cold sweat, her legs are even a little weak, and there is still a bit of fishy sweetness in her throat that keeps rushing up...

"Or, give me this bottle of wine to drink every drop!"

"Either way, tomorrow's headlines in the entertainment circle will be that you, Miss Qingli, are cheating on you for a divorce! You can figure it out yourself!"

Lan Chu's brain was a little dazed by the stomachache.

A faint double image appeared in front of her eyes, but the young woman walked in front of her with a twisted figure.

"Miss Qingli, I advise you to drink the wine obediently, you will not end well if you fight against Young Master Ji." She gently shook the bottle in front of Lan Chu.

"Pa—" The sound of glass shattering suddenly resounded.

Lan Chu suddenly raised her hand to beat, and the wine bottle in the woman's hand was thrown to the ground unexpectedly. The bottle shattered and the wine exploded, soaking sticky into the carpet.

The young woman's complexion changed, "You..."

But just when she was about to raise her hand to slap her, she saw Lan Chu's back pressed tightly against the wall, her face was as ugly as white paper, and the cold sweat on her forehead was a bit scary.

She slid down against the wall slowly, and the young woman panicked instantly, "Hey... I haven't done anything yet, don't pretend to be weak and frame me here, I'll tell you!"