Hearing Leng Yi Chi's words, Qin Bai Nuan's eyebrows flashed with surprise, "isn't he abroad?"

I saw him send a circle of friends two days ago.

Leng Yi Chi rubbed the temple, with a little helpless, "came back yesterday, also did not say with my parents, may be to listen to his friends say we are here, just in the vicinity, has almost arrived."

This second young master is the most troublesome person in the cold family.

Twenty seven years old, he is cold and stubborn. No one can control him except his grandfather.

He's a standard son of a bitch.

As they were talking, there was a sharp engine noise in front of the lounge bar.

It's the roar of Maserati's sports car.

Qin bainuan looked at Yan Shiqi, who was drinking a cocktail, and said with a smile, "his younger brother is here. I'll introduce you later. Some of his friends have heard that they are also engaged in film and television recently. Maybe they can introduce some resources to you in the future."

"Good." She responded with a smile.

She naturally knew that the third sister was kind.

But Leng Yichi looks strange and looks at Qin bainuan. He is very impolite: "that smelly boy can have any friends, just a group of friends. Don't give him any money."

Qin bainuan

She had no time to retort. With the flattering greeting of the bar manager, Leng's second son walked in slowly and heard his words.

"You are really my brother. Are you so sarcastic?"

Before a man comes, a voice comes first.

After he opened his mouth, Leng Yichi felt more pain in his temples.

Qin Bai warm inkstone, seven at the same time look back, dark bar light, the cold home two little with a touch of evil smile came.

"Xiao Yan, don't listen to your brother's nonsense. Come and sit down." Qin Bai greets him with a warm smile.

The visitor nodded to Qin Bai, "sister-in-law."

Leng Yiyan, the second young master of the Leng family in the imperial capital.

He strolled around in a light black leather coat with a white T-shirt and a pair of black casual jeans and short boots. He was very tall, and his long legs were especially eye-catching.

In Yan Shiqi's opinion, Leng Yiyan's dress is in line with the current trend. It's similar to a male star's appearance on the street. It's not too much publicity, but it's very personal.

As for his appearance, he is similar to Leng Yichi. Under his deep eyebrows, his eyes are long and narrow, and his eyes follow his eyes. His nose is like a ridge, his lips are thin, and his lips are full of evil laughter.

Leng Yichi got up and let him sit in the inner side of the elegant seat. "You've all returned home. When do you plan to go home and have a look?"

This smelly boy has several apartments outside. He lingers all day and doesn't go home for ten days and a half months.

I often go abroad with my friends and say that I have a luxury car club.

In Leng Yichi's eyes, his younger brother is the standard ignorant.

"This is..."

Leng Yiyan ignores his brother's words. After sitting down, his eyes fall on the inkstone Shiqi.

Qin bainuan said, "this is my sister-in-law, Yan Shiqi."

"The model who opened Milan fashion week?" While speaking, Leng Yiyan picks his eyebrows playfully, and his eyes fall on Yan Shiqi's left ring.

She's married? With the Qin family?

Yan Shiqi nodded with a smile, ignoring Leng Yiyan's aggressive eyes, and calmly responded: "well, it's me."

"Oh..."

He answered, didn't say much, turned to lower his head and rubbed the wine glass in his hand, looking a little lazy.