Song Qingchun bit his lower lip, and a thought flashed in his heart.

She could wait until the waiter came back, pretend to pass by from the door of their box, and then look through the unrelated door to see inside......

Song Qingchun, who was wishful thinking, simply waited in the bathroom, and after about five minutes, Song Qingchun saw the male waiter passing in front of the bathroom with several bottles of foreign wine.

She took a deep breath and first put on an indifferent look at the mirror in front of her before she opened the door and walked out.

The waiter heard the voice, and turned his head slightly, and when he saw her, he probably had an impression, and smiled at her friendly.

She bowed her head slightly, staring intently ahead, stepping on high heels in a very stylish manner, and taking unhurried steps.

Sure enough, as she guessed, the waiter stopped at the door of Su Zhinian's box, and when the waiter knocked on the door, she took advantage of his inattention and quickened her pace, and then when the waiter pushed the door in, she happened to be standing at the door of Su Zhinian's box.

She slowed down the speed of her footsteps to the point that she couldn't slow any longer, tilted her head sideways, and stared straight into the box where Su Zhinian was.

The crystal lamp inside was not turned on, only the dim colorful lights were lit.

There were two girls holding the microphone, twisting their bewitching bodies as much as they coquettishly, and while they were singing, they made some seductive and seductive movements to the person on the long pisha in front of them.

Oh, what a bad moral!

Song Qingchun secretly mocked in his heart, and then looked inward.

The waitress was putting wine on his body, and a woman was kneeling on the ground and pouring wine.

Behind the woman, there sat a man, surrounded by two women, one of whom sat beside him, as if feeding him fruit, and the other rode on top of him, which just obscured his face, and the two seemed to be kissing, and the few clothes that the woman had worn had faded by half, revealing her smooth and delicate back, and the man's hands were moving all kinds on her back.

Because the light was too dim, Song Qingchun couldn't see the color of the clothes the man was wearing, and the man's face was blocked, so she couldn't tell whether it was Su Zhinian or Mr. Li.

She was just about to roll her eyes and continue to look for another man to see what it was like, when the waiter had already put away the wine and stood up: "Two gentlemen, please use it slowly." ”

Song Qingchun hurriedly retracted his gaze, took a quick step and swept past the door of the box where Su Zhinian was, and then slowed down and walked forward elegantly and calmly.

She heard the door behind her be closed, and the waiter's footsteps faded away, until the elevator sounded, she stopped, and then her body, which was originally very calm, suddenly trembled with anger.

It's not that she doesn't know that many rich people like to use this way on this occasion when they talk about business.

It's not that she hasn't seen the girl who accompanies the wine and the picture of the intimacy with the owner who ordered herself.

When she was downstairs, she had always been very curious about what Su Zhinian would do when she ordered a few girls, although she was absent-minded at that time, but in her heart she always felt that he, who had always been clean and self-conscious, rejected women thousands of miles away, should not be as vulgar as other men, at most he would listen to the girl sing and let the girl pour wine......