Chapter 821 Anxiety

What he got was a tape.

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A rooftop box at night.

The expected scene of Gu Weimin being cramped did not happen. On the contrary, she seemed to be very comfortable.

Although she didn't talk much, she was always the focus and center of the topic.

Ao Qijun looked at Gu Weimin sitting next to those men and talking and laughing, and felt a glare.

He stood up from the sofa, took his coat, and asked Gu Weimin with cold eyes, "Are you leaving?"

Gu Weimin waved his hand casually, "You go first."

She didn't want to go with Ao Qijun.

Ao Qijun looked at Gu Weimin's unsatisfied look, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As he expected, wasn't it?

How could she miss such a good opportunity to climb up.

Ao Qijun walked out of the box with a cold face and took the elevator all the way down.

Back in the car, he didn't rush to drive.

He lit a cigarette, took out another tape from his pocket, held it in his hand and looked at it, his eyebrows were deep.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The driver couldn't help it and asked him in a low voice, "Mr. Ao?"

Ao Qijun suddenly came back to his senses and raised his hand to hand the tape to the driver.

The driver took it and looked at Ao Qijun in confusion, "Do you want to play it?"

Ao Qijun nodded.

The driver put it in the car's player and was about to press the play button, but heard a man's low voice: "Get out of the car."

The driver got out of the car quickly after hearing this.

Ao Qijun sat in the co-pilot seat.

His fingers seemed to be stiff, and he stayed on the play button for a long time, for several seconds before pressing it.

The tape began to play, and the background sound was a little noisy.

Then Gu Weimian's voice rang in the car: "I said, I can't be with an abandoned child abandoned by the family. He is not the heir of the Ao family anymore, so how can I marry him?"

After listening to it only once, Ao Qijun turned off the recording.

He raised his eyes and covered his eyes with one hand.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped away.

The man watched the entertainment city in the rearview mirror getting farther and farther away.

A silver Bentley and the Rolls-Royce Phantom passed by and stopped steadily in front of the night.

The secretary got out of the car and quickly walked around to the back seat to open the door for Ning Ruoqing.

As soon as the door opened, the hand with a clear joint and a Buddhist bead on the wrist was exposed to the somewhat cold air at night, followed by the man's beautiful face but pure and unselfish.

Ning Ruoqing, the second master of the Ning family.

The man got out of the car, paused, frowned and looked at the night in front of him, "Who booked the place?"

The secretary also looked at the entertainment city, with a little embarrassment on his face, "It was Mr. Ao."

During this period of time, the secretary saw that Ao Qijun was not the kind of person who liked sensual pleasures. When Ao Qijun invited Mr. Ning to come over, he didn't pay attention to where it was.

Who knew that Ao Qijun, who was quite reliable in the previous few times, would book the place in such a sensual place this time.

Ning Ruoqing never goes to places of entertainment, drinks, or even meat. This is his habit.

The secretary whispered, "I'll call Vice President Zhao right now and ask him to say hello to President Ao and change places."

Vice President Zhao should have arrived a long time ago. How could he be so unreliable and not call in advance!

Ning Ruoqing waved his hand casually, "Forget it, I'll go up."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, "But..."