Chapter 30: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel (30)
Why is High-Cold Brother here?
Stunned for a moment.
Shen Tangqing smiled awkwardly at him. “My friend is in the private room…”
Lu Yanli’s gaze fell on the tightly closed private room door. He was silent for a second.
“He won’t open the door for you?”
Shen Tangqing: “…”
Being asked so bluntly was somewhat awkward.
“Maybe… didn’t hear it!”
Shen Tangqing knocked on the door again, but there was still no reaction inside.
“This door is probably broken.”
“Huh?”
Shen Tangqing looked at Lu Yanli in surprise, completely failing to understand what this nonsensical sentence meant.
Lu Yanli’s expression remained very cold. Paired with his black suit, the whole person appeared even more indifferent.
“Step aside a bit.” Lu Yanli’s voice was calm without any ups and downs.
Although Shen Tangqing didn’t know what he wanted to do, his body subconsciously retreated two steps to the side.
Then—
In Shen Tangqing’s shocked gaze,
Lu Yanli kicked the door.
Bang—
A loud noise.
Shen Tangqing was dumbfounded, his heart skipping a beat.
Not from romance, but from fright.
He simply hadn’t expected Lu Yanli to suddenly kick the door.
Too violent. It scared him into retreating another step.
A ridiculous thought even popped into his mind: Since he kicked it, he can’t kick me, right!
The next second.
An alarm shrilly pierced the luxurious atmosphere of Zunyan’s sixth floor. Red warning lights flashed crazily on both sides of the corridor, reflecting intermittently on Lu Yanli’s cold, hard profile.
The noise in the private room stopped abruptly. The originally deafening music and noise were drowned out by the alarm.
The wine glass in Ran Tao’s hand smashed onto the coffee table with a clang, splashing wine all over the table.
He stood up abruptly, his face iron-green. “Shen Tangqing dares to ’cause trouble’ at Zunyan? Is he crazy?”
Who in the circle didn’t know that Zunyan’s backing was frighteningly hard?
No one dared to really act so provocatively at Zunyan.
He walked quickly out of the private room, followed by his few lackeys, and two other wealthy young men from his circle followed out to watch the show.
As soon as the door opened.
The first thing Ran Tao saw was Lu Yanli standing outside the private room.
He couldn’t help frowning. He felt the person in front of him was familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen him…
His gaze fell on Lu Yanli, examining the person carefully.
The well-tailored black suit accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
The whole body exuded a coldness that kept strangers away, especially those deep eyes. When they swept over, they seemed quenched in ice, making Ran Tao inexplicably feel a chill down his spine. Even his original anger dissipated a few degrees.
He forced himself to hold up the scene. Withdrawing his gaze from Lu Yanli, he picked a soft persimmon to pinch, shouting at Shen Tangqing aside.
“Shen Tangqing, are you f*cking crazy? Daring to kick Zunyan’s door…”
Just as his voice fell, Lu Yanli suddenly took a step forward, unobtrusively shielding Shen Tangqing behind him.
Just as he was about to speak.
The manager rushed upstairs with security guards.
A dense crowd filled the corridor.
The manager, who originally had a sunken face, changed his expression drastically the moment he saw Lu Yanli.
Stunned for a second, he immediately put on a respectful smile and stepped forward quickly. “Mr. Lu, this is…”
Lu Yanli’s expression remained cold, the air pressure around him low enough to suffocate, yet his tone was understated.
“Nothing. The door wouldn’t open. I thought there was a problem with the door, so I gave it a light kick…”
Manager: “…”
As the boss, don’t you know clearly in your heart how good the quality of this door is?
But his face remained impeccably respectful: “Okay Mr. Lu, then if there’s nothing else, we’ll go down first.”
“Wait…”
Lu Yanli stopped him. His gaze fell on Ran Tao, who looked shocked not far away, his tone devoid of any temperature.
“Kick this group of people out. Do not admit them ever again.”
Ran Tao suddenly came back to his senses, his face flushed red.
“No, I am a member here. On what basis do you kick me out? I paid money.”
“Refund the money to him double!”
Lu Yanli’s voice carried a trace of impatience.
He looked at Ran Tao with a cold expression. “I suggest you don’t say another word, otherwise… it won’t be as simple as getting kicked out.”
Ran Tao was like a cat choked by the throat, instantly losing his voice.
Looking at Lu Yanli’s face, a vague image suddenly flashed in his mind.
He finally remembered where he had seen him. “You are…”
Before the voice fell, the manager had already called security to step forward and “invite” him out.
Ran Tao’s face turned from red to white to green, full of regret in his heart. He hadn’t expected Shen Tangqing to be able to climb up to such a figure at all.
If he had known earlier, how would he dare to tease him?
Immediately, he felt some resentment toward Shen Tangqing. He deliberately made him lose face…
He subconsciously took a step forward wanting to ask Shen Tangqing to put in a good word for him, but meeting Lu Yanli’s gloomy gaze, he stopped abruptly.
He could only grit his teeth, following the security guards away from the sixth floor with a face full of shame and unwillingness.
Of course, leaving with him were his lackeys and those two bad friends.
…
After the group left, when Lu Yanli turned to look at Shen Tangqing, the coldness on his face softened a few degrees, and even a trace of undetectable gentleness was hidden deep in his eyes.
Just as he was about to speak.
Wen Ci’s voice came from behind.
“Little Brother Shen~ What a coincidence! Didn’t expect to meet you here. We really are fated!”
Shen Tangqing turned around at the sound and saw Wen Ci walking toward him with a beaming smile.
He dressed very showily.
Large black flowers were embroidered on the edges of the white shirt. The buttons were only done up to his chest, revealing a large expanse of white skin, even faintly showing pectoral muscles.
He wore a silver necklace of unknown material around his neck.
Below were black high-waisted suit trousers, making his waist appear very thin, looking somewhat seductive.
Seeing Shen Tangqing looking over, Wen Ci’s peach blossom eyes tilted up slightly, throwing a wink at him…
Shen Tangqing: “…”
He couldn’t help shuddering, retreating a step quietly, trying to stay further away from this gay guy.
“Brother Wen, Brother Fu, what a coincidence…” Shen Tangqing twitched the corner of his mouth, squeezing out a dry smile.
Fu Sizhao nodded at Shen Tangqing, then looked at Lu Yanli. “What happened just now?”
He and Wen Ci had waited in the private room for Lu Yanli for a long time without seeing him, so they came out.
“Nothing, a small matter.”
He glanced obscurely at Shen Tangqing, a trace of pity flashing in his heart. He hadn’t spoken more than two sentences with Shen Tangqing yet.
But there was also a trace of rejoicing; he should stay away from Shen Tangqing.
Seeing Lu Yanli didn’t want to say anything, Fu Sizhao didn’t ask further.
His gaze fell back on Shen Tangqing, his tone gentle. “Little Brother Shen is also here to play? Go sit in the private room?”
As soon as the voice fell, Wen Ci leaned over, smiling harmlessly.
His tone carried a few degrees of coaxing.
“Little Brother Shen, Brother treats you to a drink. Just opened a bottle of Romanée-Conti, give me some face!”
Shen Tangqing had no interest at all.
“Brother Wen, I won’t drink the wine. It’s getting late, I have to go back.”
Fu Sizhao refused to let him go, speaking meaningfully.
“What’s the rush? We’ll go back together later. Didn’t you say before that we’d drink together if there was a chance? Today is a good opportunity.”
Shen Tangqing: “…”
He hated this vain persona.
Of course, mainly he didn’t really want to have too much contact with these two gay men.
As for High-Cold Brother, apart from knowing his surname was Lu, he didn’t know his name yet, didn’t know if he was Xiao Yu’s future “man”!
“Mainly a bit sleepy…”
“That’s perfect. Drinking some wine makes for good sleep. I’ll call a designated driver to send you back later.”
After Wen Ci finished speaking, ignoring whether Shen Tangqing was willing or not, he reached out and grabbed Shen Tangqing’s arm.
“Let’s go. Hard to meet up, won’t you give even this bit of face?”
Words had reached this point; Shen Tangqing couldn’t refuse this drink anymore.
He pulled his hand out of Wen Ci’s grip, hesitating for a moment. “Alright then!”
Wen Ci felt his palm empty, a trace of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
But hearing Shen Tangqing agree to drink together, the corner of his lips couldn’t help hooking up.
In his heart, he was already planning to get Shen Tangqing drunk. By then, wouldn’t he be at his mercy?
Lu Yanli took in Wen Ci’s small movements and gaze, roughly guessing Wen Ci’s thoughts.
The hand hanging by his side quietly clenched.
A nameless irritation rose in his heart, but in the end, he said nothing.
Fu Sizhao aside remained silent, only revealing a meaningful expression.
Like a cold-eyed bystander, just waiting to watch a good show.
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