Chapter 1130: No One I Fancy

Liang Yimo looking dumbfounded, and casually added, "This is just a small amount! There were even female singers who slept with clients before! They made much more money back then!"Accompany, sleep t...Here.

Qin Nianxia's walk was a bit unsteady. Wearing high heels, she stumbled and unconsciously reached for Leng Yanchen's arm, seeking support to steady herself.

She had been drinking, stomping around in anger, and he was still pulling her along so fast!

Qin Nianxia couldn't help but complain: "Hey! Leng Yanchen! Slow down!"

Only then did Leng Yanchen slow his pace.

However, her soft chest pressed tightly against his arm, making him awkwardly withdraw his hand.

Qin Nianxia only then realized she had been a bit out of line. She quickly let go of his arm and, not forgetting to smooth the cuffs that had been rumpled by her, apologized: "I'm sorry!"

Leng Yanchen saw that she still had a trace of rationality, and smiled faintly: "It seems your tolerance for alcohol is quite good."

“Of course!” Qin Nianxia shook her head, narrowed her eyes at Leng Yanchen, and smiled, “I’m great at drinking! No one can beat me!”

"Heard your ex-boyfriend was sent to a mental hospital" Leng Yanchen suddenly asked.

Qin Nianxia's smile gradually faded, and then she lowered her eyes with some self-blame, saying in a low voice:

“That... wasn't my ex-boyfriend at all... He was just a boy who publicly confessed his feelings for me in the middle of school.

Actually, I'm really happy that a boy confessed his feelings to me.

Although I was happy, I didn't like the boy, so I rejected his confession.

But...

Later on, for some reason, he suddenly went crazy and dropped out of school.

I heard that he was locked up in a mental hospital by his parents.

I went to his house to see him and bought a lot of gifts to visit him.

But his parents drove me away like a plague, wielding broomsticks in their hands.

Leng Yanchen, what have I done wrong

Why am I always disliked

Why do the people who say they like me end up badly

Maybe I'm a plague god

Never mind, it's no use telling you.

Qin Nianxia smiled wryly.

Cold Yanchen asked without hesitation, "Have you never had anyone you liked"

"Yes, there are!" Qin Nianxia suddenly smiled foolishly, "My dad and mom, my grandparents..."

Then Leng Yanchen continued, “I’m talking about the person you have a crush on.”

"What you're talking about!" Qin Nianxia felt a little unsteady on her feet, suddenly feeling weak, she squatted down with one hand propping her chin and shaking her head dizzily, saying, "No! Oh..."

Hearing this, Leng Yanchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Leng Yanchen…" Qin Nianxia suddenly called out weakly.

Cold Yanchen instinctively looked at her. Seeing that the flush on her face had disappeared, she turned pale in an instant, her black eyes widened suddenly, and she nervously pulled her up from the ground.

Qin Nianxia only felt her legs go weak, she stumbled and leaned into Leng Yanchen's arms, gasping, "Leng Yanchen... my head is dizzy... I feel so unwell..."

Leng Yanchen was taken aback both physically and mentally.

Could it be that I'm getting sick

He immediately reached out and encircled Qin Nianxia's slender waist, lifting her up in a bridal carry.

Qin Nianxia's hand slid from his arm, hanging in mid-air...

When Leng Yanchen lowered his head again, he saw that Qin Nianxia had already fainted.

At this moment, his heart constricted suddenly, as if something was pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Just as he was holding Qin Nianxia and preparing to get into the luxury car that had been waiting for him at the hotel lobby all along, a couple dressed in black bodycon suits suddenly walked over and blocked his way.

The woman had her hair tied up in a high ponytail, and her large eyes were accentuated by black eyeshadow, giving her a captivatingly alluring look.

The man was bald, with an unknown tattoo on his head. His face was fierce and menacing.

Leng Yanchen quickly sized up the two people. They were both foreigners, with guns and whips at their waists, and daggers hidden in the boots on their feet.

These two people seem like they could really fight!

Since he wasn't his grandfather's subordinate, it seemed like "a wolf in sheep's clothing" or something similar.

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