[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 155 [English]

155 A classmate named c is looking for you (second update)

Every three months, Qin Ran would send Yan Xi a message as required.

Sometimes Yan Xi wrote the lyrics for her, and sometimes he wrote the lyrics himself.

But this time, because of Chen Shulan, Qin Ran didn’t post an arrangement for a long time.

She is holding a mobile phone in her hand.

As he typed something and went back, he walked towards Lu Zhaoying.

“It’s not far,” Lu Zhaoying put his hands on the steering wheel and looked in the rearview mirror in the direction of the back seat, “it’s a ten-minute drive.”

He was driving in front, while Qin Ran was scrolling through her cell phone behind.

Yan Xi might have known that something was wrong with her, but he didn’t rush her.

Qin Ran scrolled down and saw the document Gu Xichi had sent her before.

Because of the interruption by Cheng Mu and others, she didn’t have time to read it, so she turned it out now.

What Gu west sent late was a list of names and a simple piece of information. There was nothing too confidential.

Qin Ran actually found his name on it.

She squinted slightly.

In less than ten minutes, the car stopped at a club.

It’s in a busy city, but the entire club is extremely quiet.

Lu Zhaoying took her directly to the top floor.

**

There are only two private rooms on the top floor, each of which is unusually empty and equipped with various entertainment facilities. There are four service personnel standing outside the door of each private room.

When Lu Zhaoying came, he bent down slightly, smiled and didn’t look away.

There were not many people in the box.

Opposite is a TV, and there are Pai Gow and a bunch of adventure game tools on the quite spacious table.

Then there’s a bunch of weird wines.

Cheng Juan sat on the sofa in the back, sitting on the armrest with his hands gently resting on the armrest. He leaned back with his eyes half-downcast and a cigarette in his mouth. He took off his long coat and placed it on the table casually. The collar of his black shirt was slightly open.

Seems quite lethargic.

There weren’t many people around who dared to speak loudly, so Jiang Dongye was playing Pai Gow with a few of them.

Hearing the waiter’s voice, Jiang Dongye tilted his head slightly, “Coming?”

As he said that, he turned to the side and made room for Qin Ran and Lu Zhaoying.

Others also called “Master Lu” one after another, and then looked at Qin Ran involuntarily.

She secretly wondered if this was Lu Zhaoying’s sister who was rumored recently.

Qin Ran followed Lu Zhaoying and paused.

She looked in the direction of Cheng Juan, coughed twice, and did not continue walking forward.

“Did you follow Young Master Lu?” The woman with wavy red lips held a cigarette between her fair and slender fingers. She turned her head slightly, glanced at Qin Ran, and blew out a smoke ring.

Qin Ran lowered her head to save the document Gu Xichi sent to her, and replied in a low mood: “Yeah.”

The woman glanced at her up and down, then leaned over, flicked the ash into the ashtray, and smiled with an unknown meaning: “You should still be in school, students nowadays are really…”

Lu Zhaoying sat in the seat that Jiang Dongye had given way to. Seeing that Qin Ran didn’t follow, she said, “Qin Xiaoran.”

he called out.

“Sit here.” Then he pointed to the seat next to Cheng Juan for her to come over. The seat where he sat was just next to her.

After finishing speaking, he reached out and knocked on the table, raised his chin and asked the waiter to come over, “A glass of hot milk.”

There are all kinds of weird requests here. The waiter didn’t dare to look at anyone here. After receiving the request, he went to get hot milk.

Qin Ran walked towards Lu Zhaoying.

The woman next to her who had just been smoking turned pale, and the hand holding the cigarette trembled.

Cheng Mu sat on the sofa opposite Cheng Juan. Sitting with him was Cheng Jin. He had already asked the waiter to bring him a tea set.

I am currently studying how to make tea.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying’s words, he looked at him expressionlessly, “Aren’t you going to drink tea?”

“No,” Lu Zhaoying leaned back and crossed her legs, “Our old man was still saying that drinking tea was not good for sleeping quality last night.”

After thinking for a while, he tilted his head again and looked at Cheng Juan, “Really, Master Juan?”

Cheng Juan had already sat upright a little, and was now buttoning up a loose button with one hand very carefully, and putting the cigarette into the ashtray on the table with the other hand.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying’s words, he said lazily “Yes”.

Not to mention Cheng Jin’s confused look, even Jiang Dongye turned his head stiffly and looked at Cheng Juan, who was suddenly serious.

It still looks like it has the same lazy and sleepless appearance. Zhilan Yushu looks clear, elegant and calm, with no sharp edge at all, and no appearance of a gentle scum resounding in the circle.

“Cheng Mu, it’s such a shame that you didn’t come to your goddess’s banquet yesterday.” Not far away, a blond man walked over casually with a billiard cue and patted Cheng Mu who was still making tea. “Do you know that there is a shocking event?”

Regarding Ouyang Wei, Cheng Mu raised his head and raised his eyebrows, “What’s the matter?”

“The news was just released yesterday. Do you know who this year’s question maker is?” The blond man smiled and looked around at the people sitting.

Seeing Qin Ran sitting on the side sipping milk tea carelessly, he stared.

The other people didn’t notice anything strange about him, they were all attracted by the question maker he mentioned.

Lu Zhaoying ignored he.

Jiang Dongye smiled and said, “Zhang Xiangge, don’t be too pretentious. Who is it? Even if you don’t look at Master Juan, you are still curious?”

Zhang Xiangge, Lu Zhaoying’s alumnus in college, he is quite good at getting things done, and he has been friends with Lu Zhaoying until now.

As a result, he got involved in Cheng Juan’s circle through Lu Zhaoying.

Zhang Xiangge saw that Cheng Juan did look in his direction. He became nervous for a moment, then lowered his voice, “I also heard from Miss Ouyang. I heard that a big boss from 129 asked the question.”

The 129 bosses, counting from top to bottom, are the first generation ones.

Lu Zhaoying originally didn’t plan to talk to Zhang Xiangge, but when he heard this sentence, he couldn’t help but be curious.

“Which big boss? Morning Bird? Zha Long?” Lu Zhaoying obviously had deep dealings with 129, and he was talking about some big bosses who were frequently active.

Zhang Xiangge shook his head.

Lu Zhaoying frowned, “Did Chang Ning come up with the question himself?”

“No, you would never guess it,” Zhang Xiangge shook his head mysteriously, and then dropped a bomb, “It’s a lone wolf.”

“Holy shit!” Lu Zhaoying was obviously shocked.

The wine glass in his hand fell over on the table, and the scarlet wine flowed down the table and into the carpet.

Jiang Dongye, who was not very interested in this matter, also raised his eyebrows, “The one who refuses to take my order?”

Jiang Dongye also placed many orders for 129.

They were all chasing Gu Xichi and placed orders three times. However, let alone accepting orders, 129 didn’t even review he’s order.

“It’s really lively this time,” Cheng Mu couldn’t help but look up and put down the tea cup at hand, “There are a lot of people going for Lone Wolf, right? No wonder my goddess didn’t come today. The pressure this year should be higher than in previous years.”

Cheng Juan also leaned on the sofa and looked at Zhang Xiangge with slightly squinted eyes.

“I’m going to go out and take a breath.” Qin Ran lowered her head. She was listening to several people talking attentively. When she heard this, she couldn’t help but reach out and touch her nose.

Cheng Juan glanced at her. This club is safe, the waiters know how to look, and the top floor is not accessible to ordinary people. No one dares to offend anyone casually.

“Well, don’t go too far,” Cheng Juan tapped the teacup with his hand and said unhurriedly, “Your grandma asked me to keep an eye on you.”

After Qin Ran left.

Cheng Juan glanced at the people in the box.

Lu Zhaoying also reacted, “You, you, you, and you,” he reached out and lit a few people, “Put out all the cigarettes for me, there are still high school seniors here.”

After saying that, he asked the service staff to come in and open the vent.

As soon as Zhang Xiangge saw Qin Ran, he realized that the sister Lu Zhaoying mentioned was probably she.

Now I saw these two people’s actions.

his heart sank deeper.

**

At the end of the corridor on the top floor.

A man in a suit and leather shoes blocked a woman who was carrying a camera. The woman’s face was slightly delicate, but her eyes behind the lenses were dark, and her voice was cold: “Qu Zixiao, I told you, the information I checked on 129 was not because of your petty love. Are you sick and don’t understand?”

“Not the best.” The man took a step away and looked at the woman in front of him coldly.

The cell phone in his pocket rang. The man immediately picked it up and answered it. His voice suddenly became softer, “Weiwei… okay, I’ll be right over.”

Hang up.

“I agreed to what you said last time. After one year, the agreement will automatically end.” He glanced at the woman, turned around and pressed the elevator door.

After the elevator door closes.

The woman turned the camera to the other side, picked up her cell phone and dialed Chang Ning’s number.

But she happened to see someone not far away. She paused her hands, then rubbed her eyes, “Fuck, you’re crazy.”

She took a few steps forward with the camera in hand.

“Little classmate,” He Chen walked closer and saw that it was indeed him. He Chen hung up the phone that had just been answered by Chang Ning, “Why did you come to the capital?”

“I just came.” Qin Ran didn’t expect to see He Chen here. She paused and said, “Are you not at the border anymore?”

“I’ve just come back to catch some news.” He Chen went to pinch Qin Ran’s face, “Tsk, it’s so tender. By the way, if you don’t call me or Chang Ning when you come to the capital, are you feeling itchy?”

“I’m just dealing with personal matters. I’ll go back the day after tomorrow. I don’t want to disturb you.” Qin Ran let her pinch her, her eyebrows frivolous.

“Don’t you plan to meet anyone else?” He Chen took off his glasses and smiled, “Except for me and Boss Chang, no one knows that you are just a chick.”

Qin Ran put the phone back into her pocket, “If you have a chance, maybe next time.”

The two exchanged a few words.

Zhang Xiangge, who was in the box just now, came out with his mobile phone.

He was specifically looking for Qin Ran, and he saw Qin Ran talking to He Chen at a glance.

“Miss Qin,” Zhang Xiangge walked towards this side and paused when he saw He Chen, “This is…”

He Chen tilted his head, glanced at Zhang Xiangge, stretched out his hand to put on his glasses, “Ah, then I’ll get to work first.”

“Miss Qin’s friend is quite cool,” Zhang Xiangge smiled. He saw a thread on the shoulder of He Chen’s sweater and asked casually, “What does she do?”

Qin Ran looked at Zhang Xiangge politely and said, “Paparazzi.”

“…Oh.” Zhang Xiangge nodded and did not mention He Chen.

Then he apologized very seriously to Qin Ran, mainly for not going to Lu Zhaoying’s dinner yesterday.

“It’s okay.” Qin Ran turned around, her eyebrows were unfocused, and she said coolly.

The two returned to the box together.

Zhang Xiangge punished himself with three large glasses of red wine on the spot, and apologized to Qin Ran and Lu Zhaoying again in front of everyone.

“Miss Qin, do you want to play pool?” After finishing three glasses of wine, Zhang Xiangge took the initiative to play with her and handed the cue to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran lowered her head and seemed to be looking at her phone.

Cheng Juan put the club aside and said casually, “She can’t.”

Zhang Xiangge withdrew his hand even more shocked.

**

Because Qin Ran, a high school student, was there, the group left before twelve o’clock.

After Cheng Juan and his party left, Zhang Xiangge calmed down.

“Young Master Jiang, who is Miss Qin?” Zhang Xiangge asked, “I searched several times for people with the surname Qin in the capital, but I couldn’t find anyone who matched this one.”

“I’m from Yuncheng,” Jiang Dongye stood up unhurriedly and patted his sleeves, “I’m just an ordinary senior high school student. I’ll be protected by Master Juan. Don’t spread the word about anything.”

Zhang Xiangge nodded, “No wonder, but how does she know the paparazzi?”

“Paparazzi?” Jiang Dongye narrowed his eyes.

“Just now when I went outside to look for her, she was talking to her friend. Miss Qin said which of her friends was the paparazzi.” After Zhang Xiangge finished speaking, he found that Jiang Dongye was very silent, so he called again, “Master Jiang?”

“It’s okay.” Jiang Dongye walked towards the car calmly.

he just thought of “the busker”.

Is this really a “paparazzi”?

Zhang Xiangge didn’t say anything, he just looked in the direction where Cheng Juan and his group left.

“Zhang Xiangge, is that Miss Qin the younger sister of Mr. Lu?” Someone asked cautiously, “Didn’t you say that his sister is from Yuncheng? How come she is with Master Juan…”

“Yes, even Miss Ouyang…”

“Didn’t you hear Mr. Jiang? You don’t need me to tell you the consequences of mentioning this matter again, right?” Zhang Xiangge interrupted him and glanced at them, “Maybe it’s just for a while. Anyway, don’t mention this matter outside.”

Of course, he himself couldn’t figure it out, but Miss Qin was indeed good-looking.

**

The next day.

Qin Ran got up early and couldn’t sleep, so she took a pen, asked the waiter for a blank piece of paper, and started writing a simplified musical score for Yan Xi.

Not long after writing, someone knocked on the door and called her.

Lu Zhaoying and Cheng Juan knew that she would not leave today and came to see her early in the morning to hang out.

“Wait a minute, I’m going to wash my face.” Qin Ran opened the door, put the paper under the book, and washed her face in the bathroom.

“Yeah.” Cheng Juan sat by the window, tugged on his collar, flipped through her book, and spoke casually.

Lu Zhaoying leaned on the table, watching her phone on the table light up, and said, “Classmate Qin Xiaoran, a classmate named C has sent you a video!”