The female doctor's expression was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she didn't know how to continue to find topics to chat with Dr. Qin.

But it seems that although Dr. Qin provided a place for everyone to have a dinner party, even though he was the owner of the villa, he had no intention of chatting enthusiastically with everyone.

But no matter how cold Dr. Qin is, he will not suddenly feel cold like before. Why did he ask him if he would cook? He felt that the air around him seemed to have been several degrees colder?

The female doctor stuck out her tongue with another doctor next to her. Several people laughed at her for being overestimated. She said nothing about her. She was famous for being too lazy to talk nonsense or talk, so she was embarrassed.

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "How could it not be, Dr. Qin, when we were at the Medical University, did I hear Zhao Xiaoqing or someone say that Dr. Qin has a good cooking skills, and I don't know where they heard of it. It is also said that Dr. Qin's Qin's scallion noodles are awesome, and I don't know if I have the chance to eat Dr. Qin's scallion noodles hahaha!"

The sound of water and the sound of the coffee maker were already heard at Qin Siting's hand, and he didn't say anything.

Everyone got used to it. Seeing that Dr. Qin was too lazy to talk, they changed other topics to relieve the embarrassment. Not long after, laughter and joy sounded again. After all, everyone was really busy and tired in the hospital. It was rare to have such a happy night of fun.

After talking to his colleague for a while, Director Zhou got up and walked to Qin Siting. While picking up the coffee bean bag and looking at it, he asked with a faint smile: "We, Doctor Qin, have changed a lot in recent years. When did you even avoid things like cooking?"

Qin Siting picked up a cup of cooked strong-scented coffee and handed it to Director Zhou, and replied lightly: "Give up."

Director Zhou took it and looked up at him again. Qin Siting was already working on coffee, and his eyelids seemed too lazy to lift them.

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Los Angeles, USA.

The black business car parked in front of a nightclub in the city. When Shi Niange got out of the car, Wen Ke was already sorting out the documents in his hand while walking beside her. While walking, he talked about the requirements of these partners for the share of the contract tonight and the annual profit.

As Shi Niange listened, the person had already walked inside. When he entered the nightclub gate, someone was receiving him in front of the door and came forward respectfully to lead the way.

Private room, not everyone can get up on the second floor of this nightclub. The downstairs are very lively, and this floor is very quiet. The lighting and decorations in the aisle are all classic ancient Roman style, atmospheric and time-honored, and luxurious everywhere.

"Miss Shi, the private room you are going to is in the room inside." The waiter stood at a fixed position, and then raised his hand respectfully in the direction inside.

"Okay, thank you." Shi Niange nodded and walked straight to the other side.

When passing the bathroom in the middle, she seemed to hear something. She turned her eyes and saw a young woman in a very ol-style professional attire blocked by a very tall man. The woman seemed to be unable to stand firm after drinking too much. The man blocked the person there and looked at him clearly because he wanted to take advantage of him.

Seeing that the woman struggled for a long time, but still couldn't push it away. Then she seemed to want to call someone, but the man suddenly pulled into the corner of a secret door next to the bathroom. Then she heard the woman's sob and struggle coming from there.

"Mr. Shi." Wen Ke also saw it, but in such places, this kind of thing is very common. He didn't plan to meddle in other people's business. He whispered her as a reminder.

Shi Niange came to his senses and turned around and was about to continue walking, but he heard the whimpering and struggling over there, and then he seemed to hear a slap in the face.

That man beat the woman?

Shi Niange stopped again.

"Mr. Shi, everyone is already waiting inside." Wen Ke stood behind her and whispered.

After Shi Niange was silent for a while, he looked back at Wen Ke and a bodyguard she brought behind him. This bodyguard often followed them to socialize, but usually stayed quietly like a transparent person. She had never encountered any difficult customers.

"Ameng, go and bring the lady out just now." Shi Niange explained.

"Mr. Shi." Wen Ke frowned when she saw that she was really planning to meddle in other people's business.

Of course, the bodyguard named A Meng only listened to Shi Niange, nodded and passed by.

"You... don't offend people in such a place." Wen Ke whispered.

"I observed it. The character who was obviously not a good person just now. Judging from his dress to his bodybuilding, it was probably the bodyguard or subordinate who was drinking here. What's more, even if he was really a tough character, if one day I encountered the same thing and others passed by but watched coldly, it would be so desperate." Shi Niange said and went straight into the box in front and handed over the outside to the bodyguard, and he didn't care about it anymore.

She and Wen Ke had a very happy conversation with the partner in the private room. A Meng knocked on the door and handed her a wink. Shi Niange used the excuse to go to the bathroom and got up and went out.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"The woman just now, she has been sitting there after I rescued the person." He pointed to the woman on a sofa chair for temporary rest in the middle of the corridor.

Shi Niange glanced over there.

"Does it be where did you contact the nightclub send her, or..."

Before he could finish his words, Shi Niange walked over and looked down at the young woman, feeling about the same age as him.

"Do you carry your phone with you? Or is anyone with you?" Shi Niange asked in a warm voice.

The woman on the sofa opened her intoxicated eyes, smirked at her, then waved her hand, not knowing which aspect of the answer, or was waving her hand unconsciously.

Shi Niange saw that she couldn't even sit steadily, so he reached out to support her. When he bent down to help her, he saw a cell phone in her pocket. Then he looked at her again and reached out to pick her up.

Many of the contacts in this person’s mobile phone are unfamiliar numbers, or some work contact methods, which can be seen by the signature.

In the recent call record, there is only one person who wrote "cousin" from last Sunday, who should be considered a relative.

Shi Niange handed the phone to A Meng and asked him to call his cousin to explain the situation and asked them to pick up the person safely.

Twenty minutes later.

That cousin is here.

Shi Niange walked out of the private room and saw Li Nanheng who appeared on the second floor of the nightclub.
Chapter completed!