Chapter Fifty-Three: The Ruffian Sickness Has Been Criminalized

What Jiang Qiyuan said about sending Shen Nanhe home was that he had a car with Zhuang Motong, and then followed behind Shen Nanhe's car.

Shen Nanhe saw Jiang Qiyuan in the car behind him from the rearview mirror, as well as Zhuang Motong sitting next to him, she sank her gaze, and couldn't help but step on the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a bang.

Seeing this, Zhuang Motong's eyes couldn't help but change slightly, and then here, Jiang Qiyuan also stepped on the accelerator and followed Shen Nanhe.

The two of them chased me up on the winding mountain road like this, Zhuang Motong cautiously looked sideways at Jiang Qiyuan, and saw that on his handsome face, he couldn't see any joy or anger.

Shen Nanhe drove all the way from Mid-Levels to the downtown area of Central, where there was a lot of traffic, usually driving eighty or ninety yards, but Shen Nanhe drove to more than one hundred and fifty yards, Jiang Qiyuan and Shen Nanhe were choked, so they also followed her crazy.

Zhuang Motong's stomach was about to vomit out, and she couldn't help it, so she said out loud, "Qi Yuan, drive slowly, pay attention to safety." ”

When Jiang Qiyuan heard the sound, he seemed to suddenly realize, and subconsciously slowed down the car.

He was so angry with Shen Nanhe that he forgot that Zhuang Motong was still in his car.

As soon as the speed of the car slowed down here, Shen Nanhe's side threw it farther away.

Zhuang Motong looked at it, and then said in surprise, "What's wrong with Nanhe?" Why do you drive fast? ”

Jiang Qiyuan didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "I'm used to it." ”

Looking sideways at Zhuang Motong, he said loudly, "Are you okay?" ”

Zhuang Motong nodded and said, "It's okay, you can hurry up and see what's going on." ”

Jiang Qiyuan sped up the speed of the car and chased after it.

Shen Nanhe saw Jiang Qiyuan's car suddenly slowing down from the reversing mirror, she didn't know what happened to Lu Dao, but she could roughly guess that with Jiang Qiyuan's character, it was impossible not to chase half of it, it must be what Zhuang Motong said.

When people were shaking their heads, they instinctively lowered their speed, but after a while, Jiang Qiyuan caught up again, Shen Nanhe saw this, glanced at it faintly, and then at the familiar intersection, suddenly made a big turn, and the car drove into the bright Lan Kwai Fong in Central.

With a squeak, the sports car stopped in front of the imperial court, Shen Nanhe stepped out of the car, and then threw the door shut.

Followed by Jiang Qiyuan's car, he quickly drove the door down, and then strode towards Shen Nanhe, blocking her figure who was eager to enter the nightclub.

Jiang Qiyuan's direction was facing away from Zhuang Motong, so he could show her a side that no one else had ever seen without any scruples, lowered his voice, and said fiercely, "What are you crazy about?!" ”

Shen Nanhe raised her beautiful head proudly, and when she caught a glimpse of Zhuang Motong walking this way, she said with a smile, "I'm often unhappy, and you're not ignorant." ”

Jiang Qiyuan was about to say something, but Shen Nanhe said ambiguously, "Be quiet, your girlfriend is here." ”

Jiang Qiyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, he erected barbs all over his body, Shen Nanhe was one step away from him, but he just couldn't move her!

Zhuang Motong walked over quickly, looking at Shen Nanhe, she said with a worried face, "Nanhe, what's wrong?" ”

Shen Nanhe raised his chin slightly, looked at Zhuang Motong, and said with a light smile, "Convulsions." ”

Zhuang Motong was stunned for a moment, and his beautiful face was full of surprise.

Jiang Qiyuan frowned and said in a deep voice, "Speak well!" ”

The smile on Shen Nanhe's face was even stronger, and he looked at Zhuang Motong and said, "You don't know me very well, anyway, if you live in Hong Kong for a long time in the future, we will come to Japan for a long time, and you will know what kind of person I am." ”

Zhuang Motong was stunned by what Shen Nanhe said, Jiang Qiyuan had no place to sow, so he could only stand on the side.

Shen Nanhe didn't breathe out of her heart, she wouldn't give up easily, staring at Zhuang Motong who was in a daze in front of her and Jiang Qiyuan who couldn't help but swallow her anger, she said loudly, "Yes, I'm here." ”

Jiang Qiyuan said in a deep voice, "Is your house a nightclub?!" ”

Shen Nanhe replied against the wind, "There is a hotel above the nightclub, and I will live here tonight." ”

Jiang Qiyuan's eyes sank, and just as he was about to say something, Zhuang Motong said loudly, "Nanhe, are you unhappy?" ”

Shen Nanhe's gaze fell on Zhuang Motong's face, and instead of answering, he asked, "You can see this?" ”

Zhuang Motong had a trace of trepidation on his face, but he tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said loudly, "Nanhe, it's so late, what's the matter, your uncle and I will send you home first, and we'll talk about it when we go home." ”

Shen Nanhe said, "It's inconvenient for me to take others home...... There are people in my house. ”

As he spoke, Shen Nanhe looked at Jiang Qiyuan meaningfully.

Jiang Qiyuan's face sank, and Shen Nanhe knew that he must be thinking of Ruan Xiaotian.

Knowing that Lu Dao misunderstood and didn't explain, Shen Nanhe continued, "Let's go, I made an appointment with a friend, and I'll go back when I've had enough." ”

After that, Shen Nanhe turned around and walked into the nightclub, and Zhuang Motong was just about to say something, when he heard Jiang Qiyuan say, "Don't worry about her, I'll send you home." ”

"But ......"

Shen Nanhe walked far away, and he couldn't hear what they said after that.

Walking into the nightclub alone, the hustle and bustle immediately embraced her, Shen Nanhe's black pupils reflected the colorful colors in the room, she used to be so used to the atmosphere here, and now she ...... I also had to get used to it.

Seeing that she was alone, many single men came to talk to her, Shen Nanhe ignored them, she went straight to the bar, sat on the high chair, and then ordered a glass of whiskey, crossed her long legs, and looked at the direction of the dance floor while drinking.

There was a woman sitting next to her, smoking, Shen Nanhe glanced at it, then borrowed a cigarette from her and smoked it slowly.

After more than 20 minutes, a familiar figure gradually walked over in the crowd.

Shen Nanhe spit out smoke rings and looked at him with confused eyes.

Jiang Qiyuan stood in front of Shen Nanhe and didn't say a word.

Shen Nanhe blew the smoke ring into his face, Jiang Qiyuan frowned, and then finally couldn't help it, reached out and grabbed her arm, dragged her off the high chair, and then pulled her out in stride.

Shen Nanhe didn't pull with him, and followed his footsteps obediently.

Jiang Qiyuan pulled Shen Nanhe to a corridor where no one was around, threw her against the wall, and glared at her angrily, "What do you want to do?" ”

Shen Nanhe leaned against the wall behind her, looking at Jiang Qiyuan lightly, and after a few seconds, she said loudly, "Does Zhuang Motong live around here?" You're going back and forth so fast? ”

Jiang Qiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Nanhe, don't go too far!" ”

Shen Nanhe laughed, she smiled charmingly, and said, "Am I excessive? I'd like to ask if I'm overdoing it or if you're overdoing it......"

Jiang Qiyuan's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "It's you who split your legs, what kind of face do you have to ask me such words?" ”