Liu Bincheng was stunned for a moment. This Yan Qingluo had really changed. He was very different this morning than before. It was even stranger now. He was so calm when he heard Xiao Shun being called over.

She suddenly said that Nanxun had nothing to do with her, and she was not moved when she heard Xiao Shun's name today.

Yan Qingluo sat on the wide sofa like a queen, her slender legs crossed, her superior cold white skin exuding a nobility that ordinary people could not reach.

"Oh, okay, I'll go get the bill." Liu Bincheng fiddled with his desk for a while, took out a small stack of bills, handed it to Yan Qingluo respectfully, then clasped his hands in front of his waist and looked at Yan Qingluo nervously.

Yan Qingluo saw the problem with just a cursory glance. From the time she walked through the bustling hall to this office, the turnover so far was definitely more than this.

Boom boom boom ...

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Liu Bincheng shouted impatiently before the knock on the door had even subsided.

"Lolo." The voice was as gentle as water, full of tenderness.

Xiao Shun.

A tall man pushed the door open and walked in, his eyes falling directly on Yan Qingluo.

He has fair skin that all girls envy, tender and delicate, as if it would be scratched by the wind. His long and dense eyelashes are slightly curled up, covering a pair of bright and clear eyes, emitting soft and warm light. His nose is straight with a beautiful curve, and his chestnut hair is soft and shiny, sparkling with a glittering luster ...

Seeing Yan Qingluo raise his head, Liu Bincheng's heart was finally at ease. His savior had come. Yan Qingluo definitely wasn't in the mood to look at the bill anymore. Besides, in just a few seconds, this idiot definitely couldn't see any problem.

"Lolo didn't even tell me in advance that you were coming." Although he spoke in a complaining tone, the words coming out of his mouth were extremely sweet, like a spring breeze and drizzle, able to nourish the heart.

"I'm passing by, come in and take a look."

Jiang Ziyu behind him secretly glanced at Yan Qingluo, and gave the same reason to both of them, not bothering to explain.

Yan Qingluo suddenly stood up and said to Jiang Ziyu behind him calmly, "Let's go."

Xiao Shun stepped forward and wanted to hold Yan Qingluo, but was afraid of her aura. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. He was very angry that Yan Qingluo was so cold to him, but he didn't dare to vent his anger on Yan Qingluo, so he glared at Jiang Ziyu fiercely.

As soon as Yan Qingluo stepped out of the manager's office, she heard screams. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw the guests around a private room running away in all directions like ants whose nest had been poked.

problem occurs!

Yan Qingluo rushed to the box where the accident happened, only to see a blood-stained Swiss Army knife on the ground and a man lying on the sofa with his hands covering his abdomen.

The bright red blood seemed to still be warm, seeping out from his fingertips continuously.

Yan Qingluo's calm gaze was elusive, adding a sense of mystery, and her upright and elegant posture further demonstrated her queenly demeanor.

She walked forward slowly, kneeling on one leg and squatting on the other.

He raised his eyes slowly from the wound site.

The man's collar was slightly open, revealing his slender neck and collarbone full of sexual tension. A wisp of long hair in front of his forehead covered half of his handsome face, and he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Even though he looked disheveled, it did not detract from his unbridled and wild handsomeness.

Yan Qingluo narrowed his eyes and looked at the handsome and cold man in front of him, frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to save him first.

Unconsciously, the man's fingers hanging by his side moved.

Yan Qingluo didn't notice this inconspicuous movement at all until someone fiercely grabbed her into his arms, with his long fingers firmly gripping her slender neck.

The words "call the police" were stuck in her throat.

A sinister voice sounded in my ears, and every word was filled with murderous intent . " Who sent you?"

Yan Qingluo's heartbeat suddenly quickened, but she quickly calmed down with the strong psychological quality she had developed through twelve years of organizational training and actual combat.

Even if the air conditioning temperature in this room is set a little low, can a living person really have such a body temperature?

This action frightened Liu Bincheng, Xiao Shun and everyone in the hall, especially Jiang Ziyu.

If anything happened to Yan Qingluo, his life would end here.

He stared at the man's every move, trying to find an opportunity to rescue Yan Qingluo.

Yan Qingluo felt that the other party did not really want to kill her, so she tried to slowly turn her head and look into the man's eyes. She also checked whether the other party was faking his death or coming back to life, and slowly said , " I want to save you."

The man's narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, his jawline was distinct, and his whole face was handsome and cold. He looked at Yan Qingluo with a cold and emotionless gaze, looking exactly like the god of death.

For three full seconds, Yan Qingluo stared at him motionlessly, and at the same time he could really see the man's face. His eyes were dark and deep under his long and thick eyebrows, his nose lines were smooth, his jawline was clearly defined, a face that was exquisite, perfect, and amazing, which made people sincerely sigh why the Creator was so partial.

The man's slender fingers loosened their grip slightly and whispered, "Don't call the police."

Then, he pushed Yan Qingluo out of his arms with force.

Jiang Ziyu seized the opportunity and tried to step forward and restrain the man, but Yan Qingluo blocked his way with his hand.

"He is injured, save him first. Here is a first aid kit, go get it." There was no panic in Yan Qingluo's voice, and his calmness was frightening.

Liu Bincheng pushed the waiter beside him and said, "Go, go get the first aid kit."

Xiao Shun came forward and asked with concern, "Lolo, how are you? Are you okay?"

When the man heard the word "Lolo", a glimmer of light appeared in his dull eyes, and he looked up at Yan Qingluo.

Yan Qingluo shook his head. "All of you go out, close the door, and take good care of the guests outside. All of you are free today. Also, if the police come, just say that we were drunk and had a fight, and nothing happened."

"cousin?"

"Yes, yes."

"Go check everyone who has been in this box tonight. Don't leave any one behind."

"Oh, okay."

"Jiang Ziyu, you stand guard at the door and don't let anyone in."

At this time, Yan Qingluo had already got the first aid kit. She was still in a half-squatting and half-kneeling position. She tore open the man's shirt and gently disinfected the wound with iodine.

Although there was a hole in the side abdomen, the well-defined eight-pack abdominal muscles and the faintly visible mermaid line were still eye-catching.

Yan Qingluo's movements were so gentle and skillful that the man couldn't help but stare at her a few more times. Such an innocent girl was so inconsistent with her calm and skillful expression when treating the wound.