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Qiao Nian lifted his peaked cap, revealing that delicate and eye-catching face, paused, and said jerkyly, "I'm sorry, Young Master Ji asked me to come."

The waiter was taken aback, and looked at her again.

Qiao Nian stood there looking very cramped for him to stare at her up and down, her crow-black eyelashes drooping, as if she didn't want the other party to look into her eyes.

The waiter saw that she was very young, tall and very beautiful, and her temperament was not in the club, so he probably understood what was going on. The guests who came here sometimes brought their female companions to play, and occasionally brought one or two well-behaved girls. The female students are not surprising.

He slowly put down the hand in front of Qiao Nian, and made way sideways: "Ji Shao and the others told me that someone will come to that box later..."

"You come with me."

"..."

Qiao Nian didn't speak, but followed behind him.

She was extremely quiet along the way, as if she wasn't quite used to this environment.

The waiter led her to the door of a box and stopped. He looked back at the girl who was following behind him, and saw that the girl with her head lowered could not show any expression.

"arrive."

"Ah." The girl raised her head, paused for a second, and said, "Thank you."

The waiter looked at her again, with sympathy and contempt in his scrutiny: "Ji Shao is inside, you can go in by yourself, I will go first."

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"it is good."

Qiao Nian deserved it very quickly.

The waiter left her alone at the door, and quickly left the corridor and went out.

Qiao Nian waited for his figure to disappear, then put back the awkwardness she was pretending to be, raised her hand and pushed the door and walked in...

The private room that Ji Lin booked was very large, with a bar, singers, and even entertainment facilities such as Pai Gow and billiards.

Qiao Nian only brought a mobile phone. When she entered, the deafening music inside made her brain hurt. The lights inside were dim, and the colorful lights created a lively atmosphere.

Partying is real.

There are really many people inside.

She pushed the door lightly and came in. In this noisy atmosphere, few people noticed the figure that came in quietly.

But Ji Lin, who was leaning on the sofa and waiting for someone, saw it.

He immediately put down his wine glass, got up and walked towards Qiao Nian, while ordering the people under him: "Okay, stop singing, howling ghosts! Quiet down."

The bald man who sang hurriedly pressed pause and turned off the sound.

When the roaring and singing stopped, the private room became much quieter, the card players stopped playing, and the billiard players also stopped... Everyone noticed Ji Lin's movements and watched him walk towards the door.

Under the dim light, the atmosphere lights were still flickering, and they could only see a model figure, slender and tense.

female?

Another round of ambient lights flashed over there, and they saw the person at the door raise his hand and put down his peaked cap again, and then put his hands in his pockets again, waiting for their boss to walk over.

"Miss Qiao, you are here."

The music in the box stopped.

There were no other voices either.

Ji Lin's voice became the only voice here.

Everyone heard his call in awe, earnestly, without any contempt or perfunctory, and it seemed that he respected the person in front of him.

The people following Ji Lin had a short-circuit in their brains for a moment, vaguely remembering where they seemed to have heard this surname.

Joe?

Ji Lin didn't wait for them to react, and took the initiative to lead Qiao Nian inside, explaining: "You said on the phone before that there are a lot of people staring at me recently. I thought about it for a long time before I came up with this solution. Come here like this It's not easy to be noticed if you look for me, it's just wronged Miss Qiao."

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