The Supreme Spy

　　 Qin Yang walked into the Mengdie Bar, glanced at table 35 habitually, but paused slightly.

　　 I don't know why recently, Qin Yang hasn't seen Zhuang Mengdie for a while, but he saw her again today.

　　 Zhuang Mengdie was obviously also waiting for Qin Yang. Qin Yang walked in, and the two eyes met in the air.

　　 Qin Yang smiled and nodded, and Zhuang Mengdie raised the wine glass in his hand as a greeting.

　　 It was almost nine o'clock, and Qin Yang didn't pass, but went directly into the backstage and changed his clothes.

　　 After getting dressed, he ran into Jiang Li, Qin Yang smiled and said hello: "Sister Li."

　　 Jiangli smiled and said, "Come on."

　　 Qin Yang gave a hum, and asked casually: "What happened to Sister Sha's leg injury?"

　　 "It's okay, but it's still being raised at home for the time being, so there will be a gap, and the scar will be removed after it is scarred, otherwise it will be more ugly..."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's okay for people to be fine."

　　 Jiang said with lingering fear: "I was watching it in the audience, and I was almost scared to death. Fortunately, it was okay. Thanks to you for saving the scene. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's been so many days, so don't talk about Lisi."

　　 Jiangli smiled and looked at Qin Yang calmly: "You were famous that day, the fire, I don't understand why you don't want to reveal your identity..."

　　 Qin Yang said with a smile, "Because I want to play in Mengdie Bar so quietly."

　　 "You, if it gets hot, come here to play again, wouldn't the business in this shop be much better?"

　　 Qin Yang casually joked: "Then I will have a price increase when I play the piano."

　　 Jiang Li covered his mouth with a smile: "If you are really famous, you can play in a bar wherever you use it. You can make a lot of money by playing anywhere."

　　 Qin Yang looked at the time: "The time is up, I will go to work first."

　　 Jiang Li said, "Go!"

　　 Qin Yang stepped onto the small stage, sat down gracefully, and began the performance gracefully. As always, after playing for a while, Qian Xiaojuan smiled and brought a drink.

　　 is not mojito or coconut scent, but a simple glass of orange juice.

　　 "On the 35th, your beautiful customer is online."

Qin Yang smiled. He told Zhuang Mengdie before that when he played the piano, he actually didn’t like to drink or alcoholic beverages. Just a glass of orange juice was enough. But at the time, Zhuang Mengdie didn’t listen to him and changed his mojito. It became the fragrance of coconut forest, but I didn't expect to switch to the orange juice I wanted today.

　　 Qin Yang played peacefully, and it was eleven o'clock soon, and Qin Yang leaned gracefully, ending today's performance.

　　 He returned to the dressing room, changed his clothes, and when he walked out, watching Zhuang Mengdie still sitting in his seat, he wandered over.

　　 sat down in front of Zhuang Mengdie, Qin Yang smiled and said, "How come you are free today?"

　　 Zhuang Mengdie put his chin in his hand, and half of the bottle of wine in front of him was drunk. His eyes were two-point misty, and he smiled bitterly: "Some things happened recently, I have been busy, and I don't have time to come. Are you okay recently?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "I'm pretty good."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie suddenly smiled and said: "That's right, you are just a student, so where are there any sorrows."

　　 Qin Yang glanced over the wine bottle in front of her, and whispered: "Are you in a bad mood? I drank so much."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie gave a hum, lifted up that beautiful face slightly, and whispered: "Heart is tired."

　　 Qin Yang said with concern: "It's not too early. If you feel tired, go back to bed early and get a good night's sleep. You might feel better when you get up tomorrow."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie stared at Qin Yang with bright eyes: "Are you caring about me?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "Yeah, aren't we friends? It's normal to care about each other."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie bit his lip and looked at Qin Yang expectantly: "Can you accompany me to the riverside?"

　　 Qin Yang froze for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I think you need a peaceful sleep now."

　　 "It's useless."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie shook his head gently: "I am tired from the heart, not physically. The physical tiredness can be recovered by sleeping, but the heart is tired. Since Ming brother left, I have not even found someone to talk to..."

　　 Qin Yang heard Zhuang Mengdie say this, with a lonely expression on his face, his heart softened, and he smiled: "Okay, let's go."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie's eyes lit up: "Are you really willing to accompany me to the riverside for a walk?"

　　 Qin Yang said with a straight face: "Well, I am going to abduct you and sell it."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie smiled: "Then you must find me a good person and sell it at a good price."

Zhuang Mengdie stood up, carried his small bag, and walked out with Qin Yang. Qin Yang smiled and said, "You live not far from mine. If I drive a car, you don't have to drive. Well, I'll send you back later."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie was taken aback for a moment: "Did you drive the car?"

　　 Qin Yang said, "You wait for me for a while."

　　 Soon, Qin Yang drove the Buick and stopped in front of Zhuang Mengdie. Zhuang Mengdie glanced at the car curiously, and then sat in the passenger seat.

　　 "Whose car?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled: "Mine."

Zhuang Mengdie was stunned. She had met Qin Yang many times~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But in her mind, Qin Yang was just a work-study student, but suddenly she drove a 300,000 yuan car and said It was his own, which surprised her.

Qin Yang naturally saw the astonishment and surprise in Zhuang Mengdie's eyes, but he also explained more, just saying: "I play the piano here more to practice piano skills and increase live performance experience, not just to make money. "

　　 Zhuang Mengdie suddenly understood it, and his smile suddenly increased a bit: "I underestimated you, you are still a rich second generation who hides it."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said: "You are really wrong, I am not a rich second generation."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile: "You are not a rich second-generation, then what is going on with your car, don't you tell me that someone gave you it?"

　　 Qin Yang said with a smile: "Yes, not only did someone give me a car, but someone gave me a house."

　　 Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang who was smiling, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the youth in front of him.

At first she just thought that Qin Yang was more calm than ordinary people. Later, when she got drunk, she felt that Qin Yang was very capable and super able to fight. Besides, she seemed to be just an ordinary student, a young and old man who was super able to fight. Is a freshman, but now she feels wrong.

　　 The young man in front of him is like a layer of mist shrouded in layers of mist. When you think you can see him through, he will show you something you haven't seen before.

　　 "Give you a house, don't you live in school now?"

　　 Qin Yang said, "I live in the community opposite the school. I prefer to live alone."

"live alone?"

　　 Zhuang Mengdie's eyes flowed: "Because you have too many secrets, don't you want others to see it?"