Chapter 181
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That voice was very loud and clear.
It almost resounded through the entire bar, and there was even an echo.
The entire bar seemed to have fallen into silence.
The voices that were shouting excitedly just now, "F * ck, f * ck, push the tower," disappeared in an instant.
The crisp sound of the keyboard also disappeared.
Xiao Weiran and Jiang Fangzhou blinked their eyes in shock, unable to react to Su Yihe's actions.
Lu Chuan pursed his lips in disdain, then turned around and distanced himself from them.
Seeing that the bar had quieted down in an instant, Su Yihe also didn't react.
He was slightly confused. What's wrong?
Why did they all stop? Did he shout wrongly?
"Captain?" Su Yihe looked at Yan Zhiqiu in confusion.
Yan Zhiqiu, who was always expressionless, frowned slightly.
But he didn't see any anger on his face. Instead, his expression was much calmer.
He pursed his lips slightly and glanced coldly at Su Yihe. "… You guys go back first."
"Go back?"
Su Yihe was stunned. He seemed to have something to say, but before he could finish, Jiang Fangzhou grabbed his throat and took him away.
After the four of them left, the bar was still in silent mode.
The slender young man in black had his hands in his pockets coldly and seriously.
His long and thick eyelashes drooped down, and his dark eyes were like obsidian, shining beautifully.
As he lifted his eyelids, his pitch-black eyes calmly swept across the room.
Those people who stopped playing and took off their earphones to listen to some gossip instantly froze when they saw Yan Zhiqiu's cold gaze.
Then, they immediately put on their earphones and looked like they were seriously playing games.
It was as if the start button had been turned on, and all the programs continued to run.
The bar returned to its noisy and lively state.
At this time, Shen Wanqing had already finished calculating the accounts.
She put down the pen in her hand and kept the notebook.
Looking at the tall young man standing in front of her, a helpless smile appeared on her delicate face.
She reached out and pulled the young man's hand over gently, letting him sit beside her.
Sensing the young man's stiff body, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but click her tongue again.
"Speak slowly." Shen Wanqing handed him a can of Vang Tsai milk that she had just opened.
Yan Zhiqiu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly. He took it gently and nodded coldly. "Thank you."
"It's nothing. Take it as a thank you for bringing me online to play games every night despite being so busy."
"It's nothing." Yan Zhiqiu took a sip of Vang Tsai milk, his handsome face was cold and distant.
But in reality, his eyes were half-closed.
Wang Zai's milk was very sweet, just like the smell of a girl.
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