"Young Master Qiu, I'm really sorry, Qi Le is currently serving other VIP guests, and that guest ordered the night service."

"Bao Ye?" Qiu Yaohang opened his eyes wide.

Chu Jinchen paused while shaking the wine glass, then raised his lips, "Your artist management is quite good."

Qiu Yaohang touched his nose.

This is definitely not a compliment!

Absolutely not! !

"Who is that VIP guest?" Qiu Yaohang asked curiously.

"Sorry, Young Master Qiu, we have a rule that we cannot disclose information about guests." The manager said apologetically.

"You don't need to tell me who it is, just which box it is."

The manager was a little bit embarrassed, but when he met Chu Jinchen's unpredictable black eyes, he shook his body and said immediately, "It's in the VIP4 box."

"VIP4?" Ji Wenfeng frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"I passed VIP4 when I came, and heard screams." Ji Wenfeng said.

"Screams?" Qiu Yaohang raised his eyebrows, "Shiran is okay?"

"No." Ji Wenfeng shook his head, "There are other voices inside, at least two men."

"Two men?" Qiu Yaohang was surprised, and turned to the manager, "Who is the guest of VIP4?"

Seeing that the manager didn't say anything, Qiu Yaohang said again, "I can find out if you don't tell me, why don't you save me some time, and I won't let you out."

"Let's listen to it." Chu Jinchen said quietly.

The manager didn't dare to keep silent, "It's the crown prince of Chenfeng Group, Master Liao."

"Liao Feng? Why is this guy?" Qiu Yaohang curled his lips in disgust.

Liao Feng is notoriously a playboy, he can have fun with himself.

It is also common for several people to play together.

He looked down on this kind of rich second generation who occupied the family background and did whatever they wanted without doing anything.

"He didn't go after Shi Wenfei, what did he come to Yulie to find a man?" Qiu Yaohang was a little puzzled.

"Shi Wenfei?" Chu Jinchen asked in a low voice.

"That's right, it's the one who fought with Shi Ran on Weibo before, the real daughter of the Shi family, Liao Feng is her fan, and she fanatically pursues Shi Wenfei."

"In the past, Liao Feng had often troubled Shi Ran because of Shi Wenfei..."

"Wait!" Qiu Yaohang felt something was wrong immediately after he finished speaking, and looked at Ji Wenfeng, "You just said that Shiran came up in a hurry?"

Now Ji Wenfeng also reacted.

He got up immediately, "I'll go and see."

Qiu Yaohang followed immediately.

Shiran is also his artist, he can't let it go.

Chu Jinchen was the last to get up, and he walked out in a leisurely manner, showing no sign of hurry.

open the door.

I saw Qiu Yaohang and Ji Wenfeng standing at the entrance of VIP4 like stone sculptures.

And the wailing sounded from inside the door one after another.

Chu Jinchen walked behind the two of them and finally got a clear view of the scene in the VIP4 box.

Shiran stood under the lamp ball.

With her at the center, several men were lying on the ground or clutching their chests or lower bodies, and the expressions on their faces were filled with pain.

Shi Ran was like a god of killing, stomping over people on the ground with a cold face, and finally walked in front of the blood-stained white-clothed young man.

She squatted down, with a soft expression, and stretched out her hand towards the beautiful boy, "Can you stand up?"

"This...is this Shiran??!"

Qiu Yaohang was already in a mess in the wind.

Ji Wenfeng froze in place, his eyes fixed on Shiran, the eyes from the initial surprise gradually became hot.

"Shiran! Damn it, you bitch! When I go back, I will have someone kill you! No! I want to make your life worse than death!" Liao Feng lay on the ground cursing.

His face was swollen like a pig's head, and there were even marks from a belt whip.

"Liao Feng, you will capsize in the gutter one day." Qiu Yaohang walked in, not hiding his gloating expression.

"Qiu Yaohang, does my matter have anything to do with you?" Liao Feng spat while lying on the ground.

"Shiran is my entertainer, if you do anything to her, it has something to do with me!"

"When did that bitch become yours...well..." Before Liao Feng finished speaking, a black leather shoe had already crushed his mouth.

He made a sound helplessly, the humiliation and anger made him want to tear the person who stepped on him.

His head was held down by the owner of the shoes and he couldn't move. He could only move his eyeballs with difficulty.

However, when he saw the person who stepped on him, his anger was instantly replaced by fear.

"Three... three young masters..."

Liao Feng shook his body and couldn't speak fluently.

"Speak cleanly, huh?"

The voice hung over his head.

Obviously smiling, but those eyes were filled with coldness.

Liao Bin didn't dare to resist, so he nodded quickly.

Chu Jinchen retracted his feet slowly.

As if disgusted, the toe of the shoe rolled on the ground a few more times.

Liao Feng didn't dare to complain, but asked cautiously, "Third Young Master, do you know Shiran?"

If Chu Sanshao knew Shiran, he would have really kicked the iron plate.

The third young master is famous for his defense and revenge, and for those who bully the third young master, he probably won't live until tomorrow.

Liao Feng anxiously waited for a reply.

Chu Jinchen's eyes fell on Shi Ran.

Before Qi Le could speak, Shi Ran bent over and picked up Princess Qi Le, who was covered in blood.

The boy's blood stained Shiran's white T-shirt.

But Shi Ran didn't mind, and gently put him on the sofa, and began to check Qi Le's wounds.

The movements are gentle and careful.

The two form a magnetic field by themselves, separating people and things around them.

Chu Jinchen's black eyes froze, and he looked away, smiling even more, "Who is Shiran?"

Liao Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the third young master didn't know Shiran, and he probably came with that guy Qiu Yaohang.

"He's seriously injured and has to go to the hospital." Ji Wenfeng said in a deep voice when he came behind Shiran at some point.

Hearing the word 'hospital', the originally dumb Qi Le shuddered, "I won't go to the hospital."

The boy's voice was clear and sweet, but it was even more distressing when coupled with the injuries and expressions on his body.

"Then let me bandage it up for you?" Shi Ran softened her voice.

Qi Le's clear eyes finally looked at Shi Ran, and after a long time, he nodded silently.

"It's not convenient here, go to our box." Ji Wenfeng looked at Qi Le's injuries with a very unbearable expression.

As a face control, it is difficult to ignore such a beautiful person.

"Okay." Shi Ran nodded.

She bent over and was about to hug Qi Le.

"I can." Qi Le spoke again.

Knowing what he meant, Shiran helped Qi Le up and handed him over to Ji Wenfeng, "Help me take care of him, I'll clean up the scene."

"Clean up the scene? Sister Shiran, you sound like you just killed someone." Qiu Yaohang rubbed his arms, trembling.

Today's Shiran girl looks so scary!

Could it be that she got angry and became a confidante... oh no, blue face?

Shi Ran picked up a wine bottle and slammed it against the wall, causing the bottle to shatter.

Only the mouth of the bottle that Shi Ran was holding was left, and the body of the bottle was as sharp as a steel claw.

She squatted down on one knee, and the sharp glass pressed against Liao Feng's neck with a cold light.

Liao Feng's body was stiff and he dared not move.

"Who asked you to find Qi Le?"

Shi Ran was wearing a mask, only showing a pair of deep eyes, staring at Liao Feng's spine with chills.

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