This cover-up attitude?

Qi Ze's gaze shifted slightly.

Does his younger brother really like Miss Shangluo? Or is he acting as he was back then?

"Miss Luo, is there something wrong?" Suddenly, Qi Ze spoke.

Luo Chuli waved his hand, not realizing the meaning of his words at all.

On the contrary, Qi Yang looked at Qi Ze lightly, and said a little dotingly, "She didn't cover the quilt well last night, and she had a cold." ”

With a bang, the porcelain cup in front of Yu Jingjing fell to the ground.

The hatred on her face didn't have time to melt, she blushed and said sorry, and watched the waiter who came in clean up in front of her.

All this is in everyone's eyes.

"Heh, I'm thinking too much then. Qi Ze ignored the small episode that happened and continued to let the bidders continue.

Luo Chuli turned his head to look at Qi Yang, not knowing what he meant, but he gave himself enough face.

The meeting was really long, and gradually, Luo Chuli couldn't sit still, she pulled the corner of Qi Yang's clothes, "Brother Qi, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Qi Yang nodded and let her go.

Out of the door of the conference room, Luo Chuli was really relieved, no matter how she said it, she really hated the hypocritical faces of these businessmen, and the prickly words in her tone.

In comparison, she felt that Qi Yang's usual taboo-free straightforwardness was much more pleasing to the eye.

Hey, no. What was she thinking?

Luo Chuli grabbed his delicate coffee-colored curls and shook his head.

"Qi Shao, Luo Chuli has already withdrawn from the Luo clan, and she is basically out of the house, what do you mean by bringing her?" During the break, Yu Fang sat elegantly next to Qi Yang.

Anyway, the person in the seat didn't seem to have any intention of coming back, so she didn't care.

Qi Yang held his mobile phone in one hand to send a text message, and the corner of his mouth snorted coldly.

"Mr. Yu, is my warning last time not enough? What do I have to ask?"

"Not really. Yu Fang's face was a little ugly, "No matter what, now nominally, Jing Jing is your fiancée, and you brought Luo Chu to leave, which is not in accordance with the rules." ”

"Oh, the rules are made by me, not by you. ”

The man got up suddenly, turned around and snapped his fingers, he glanced at Qi Ze, who was sitting on the main seat talking to someone, and the corners of his mouth raised a weird smile.

In the corridor outside the bathroom, Luo Chuli held his mobile phone and sighed.

I've only been away for a quarter of an hour, what is this man asking, she's not free yet, is she?

Serial deadly text messages.

"Sister Xiaoli, let's talk?" Suddenly, someone pushed the door open.

Luo Chuli rolled his eyes inwardly and put the phone in his pocket.

"You like to chat in the bathroom?" she said sarcastically.

Strangely, Yu Jingjing didn't care.

The hatred in her eyes had disappeared, and she seemed to be a little nervous and said, "Sister Xiaoli, let's go to the rooftop, where it is more suitable for what I am going to say next." Concerning... Your father. ”

Rooftop?

The alarm bell sounded in his heart, and Luo Chuli smiled and did not refuse.

Although the geographical location of Qi Ze Group is not as good as that of Qi Group, it is also famous in the east-west economic circle.

The cold wind blew on people's faces, like pinpricks, and Luo Chuli held on to the railing, quietly watching what the woman in front of him was playing.

In the familiar scene, Yu Jingjing's hands were trembling.

"What did you just want to tell me about my father?" Luo Chuli asked lightly.

"Oh, your father......" Yu Jingjing slowly stepped forward and looked at the railing behind Luo Chuli, "Your father asked you to accompany ......"

Before the outstretched hand could exert force, Yu Jingjing suddenly felt a strange breath, she looked at the ground in front of her in a daze, and suddenly, her face hurt and fell to the ground.

The slap was so hard that half of her face was shaking.

"Luo Chuli, you dare to hit me?" Yu Jingjing finished speaking, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Luo Chuli looked at her coldly, condescendingly, "If I beat you, I will beat you, do you still need to pick a day to beat you?"