100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 3015 He hit someone
Qin Lang smiled, looked away, then took out a bottle of drink from the bag and handed it to her.

"Do you believe in fate?" he asked after a while.

Miao Si smiled, and she turned her eyes to the distance, "I only believe that fate is in my own hands."

The corners of Qin Lang's lips were lightly raised, and there was a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Actually, many people are doomed from birth."

"Can we not talk about this topic?"

The death of Nangong Yinuo still made her feel sad.

He turned his eyes to look at her with gentle eyes, "Then let's talk about Sheng Yilang."

"Talk about what he does?"

"Do you like him?" Qin Lang asked directly.

Mu Miaosi was taken aback, and turned to meet his gaze again, as if he was looking forward to an answer.

"Does it have something to do with you?" Miao Si's tone was light, "When did you become so gossip?"

"So you like him."

"I told you, it has nothing to do with you."

"..."

In the evening, the farewell ceremony continued.

Sheng Yilang has been guarding the mourning hall, in front of the crystal coffin, and there are still people secretly taking pictures of him not far away.

I captured his frowning and his haggard look.

Compared to last night's concentration, since Mu Miaosi and Qin Lang left, he has become a little absent-minded.

Every second of staying here has become a torment for him.

Fewer and fewer guests came to express their condolences...

What was supposed to come has already come.

Sheng Yilang was about to leave, he bowed to Liang Nuoqi and Nangong Mo, and said softly, "Uncle, Auntie, I'm leaving first."

Liang Nuoqi was shocked, she raised her eyes and looked at him resentfully, and said hoarsely, "Didn't you say that you want to accompany her for the last journey?"

At this time, Nangong Mo also said, "Yi Lang, Yinuo will be sent to be cremated in a while, you good people do it to the end, and accompany her through the last journey, so that she can feel at ease." The tone is much better.

Sheng Yilang's heart was full of contradictions, he thought for a while, "I'll make a phone call first."

So, he turned around and found a corner, took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Miaosi's number, he was worried about her.

The color bell rang, and it was connected after a while.

"Hey."

The girl's voice was a little drunk, and the other party's environment was particularly noisy.

"Are you at the bar?"

Sheng Yilang's voice was cold and hurried, and his heart was full of worry.

"What do you want from me?" Mu Miaosi was in a good mood at the moment, very relaxed. She drank some cocktails, and her eyes were a little dazed. "Is there anything? Just tell me if you have anything, and I'll listen."

"Give me the location." He frowned tightly, and his black eyes became deep and boundless.

"I'll hang up if it's nothing." After speaking, Miao Si hung up the phone directly.

Sheng Yilang was particularly worried, where is the bar?
How can she be safe as a girl?What should I do if something happens?
So Sheng Yilang didn't say anything to Nangong's family, and ran out of the mourning hall.

Liang Nuoqi looked at the phone he hung up, and watched him run away!
She was very angry and very sad!Not worth it for my daughter.

"This is Sheng Yilang..." Liang Nuoqi hated him to the core, her tears had already dried up due to excessive grief, and her voice was hoarse, "Everything that happened last night was just a faux pas, he didn't want to stay here at all. Here, there is no desire to condescend for a second."

Nangong Mo was not in the mood to complain, he didn't want to talk at all, he didn't want to judge this person, and he didn't want to judge this matter.

When Sheng Yilang rushed out, he was successfully surrounded by dozens of reporters who had been guarding for a long time!
"Young Master Sheng! I heard that you came to watch for Miss Nangong last night! Is this true?!"

"Young Master Sheng, can you talk about your feelings at this time?!"

"Get lost!" Sheng Yilang broke out, vigorously swiping away the microphone that was close to the corner of his lips, he caught and beat the reporters blocking the way, and threw them one by one!
There was chaos outside for a while, alas!
"Beat someone, beat someone!".

"Ouch!"

Some reporters were filming frantically, grabbing photos of him beating someone, and some were making short videos!

But Sheng Yilang didn't care at all, he was like a trapped beast, he would just pick up anyone blocking the way and throw it over his shoulder!
Sometimes I will lift my foot to push the opponent's chest, and then make up for it!
It's all these gossip-minded reporters who not only failed to control the matter, but turned black and white, and confused the eyes of the masses!
"Ouch!"

"what……"

"It hurts!"

Sheng Yilang ignored these people, and after putting down all the people who blocked the way, he quickly walked towards the white Maserati not far away.

He opened the door and stepped into the cab.

While starting the car, he dialed a number, "I'll give you a number, check the location for me, it's a bar."

"it is good."

The call ended, and he was waiting for news.

The matter of Sheng Yilang's beating was quickly reported by the media, and the same one stone caused a thousand waves.

How could he hit someone at Nangong Ino's funeral?

Why did he hit someone?

Why is your face so smelly?
After receiving the address, Sheng Yilang's car sped towards a certain bar.

At this time, in a bar that was full of music, Qin Lang was sitting at the bar with Mu Miaosi. Tonight, Jay Chou's song was playing in the audience. In the distance, he twisted his body to the music. Qin Lang said that this was a release of pressure.

"Is this the first time you've come here?" He glanced at the cocktail in her glass, "You'll be drunk after just a little."

"I'm not drunk." The corners of her lips fluttered slightly, and she stared at him face to face. "This is the first time I've come here, so I used to go clean."

"How do you feel?" He turned his eyes to admire the environment of the bar, "Can you forget all your troubles?"

"Momentary forgetting."

"That is also a kind of happiness." Qin Lang said with a smile, "At least I am happy at this time."

"I should go back." Mu Miaosi was actually quite sober.

Qin Lang raised his wrist to check the time, "Stay for another half an hour, finish this glass of wine first, this kind of wine is not intoxicating, you can drink it with confidence."

At this time, Qin Lang's cell phone rang.

He took it out to look at it to show, and connected, "Sister Ling, can I do anything for you?"

The other party said a lot to him, but because it was so noisy here, he couldn't hear clearly at all.

"Wait a minute." Qin Lang put down his glass and got up, "I'm in a bar right now, it's a bit noisy, I'll call you when I go out." Then he ended the call and said to the girl in front of him, "Sit here and don't move, wait for me, I'll go out Call back."

"it is good."

Then Qin Lang quickly walked outside.

After about ten seconds, a fat man came in front of Miao Si, his broad body just blocked her sight of the handsome man and pretty woman.

Miao Sixiu frowned slightly, raised her eyes and glanced at him, he was smiling lewdly at her.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, turned around and faced the bar, thinking, is this person mentally ill?
The chick doesn't want to talk to him?
The man glanced at the empty seat next to him, and sat down where Qin Lang had sat before, "Girl, what's your name?"

(End of this chapter)