Shi Qinglan's Liu eyebrows lightly raised.

When she saw the news on the screen, her red lips curled up without a trace, and the corners of her lips were filled with a smile.

The girl leaned back on the table a little lazily, tilting her head slightly with one hand, her other hand resting on the edge of the table, like a pair of thin jade fingers tapping the table gently.

"See you..." She dragged the ending sound long.

A sly smile flashed under his eyes, and when he looked at the news again, his charming eyes were as charming as a fox.

"Okay." Shi Qinglan tapped the keyboard to reply to the message.

Since Bo Yucheng wants to meet, she will go as S. Maybe she can take his vest out by the way...

Bo Yucheng didn't expect S to agree so readily.

He was thinking about how to explain to Shi Qinglan that he was going to country A on business, but he saw the address thrown by the other party-tomorrow night at 8 o'clock in the Imperial Palace Entertainment Club.

"Emperor Capital?" Bo Yucheng's eyes darkened a bit.

The foundation of Jingshige is in Country A. It is a coincidence that the heir Jinglan and the top hacker S are both in the Chinese Imperial Capital.

...

Imperial Capital Chen Palace.

In the nightlife of drunken gold fans, the lights flicker brilliantly in the interlacing, the dance floor is swinging slender waists, and the dynamic music bites the drums to make people swing up.

The exquisite wine glass is filled with beautiful wine colors, and the lights are flickering and dimming, creating a mysterious and ambiguous atmosphere...

In a certain top box, Bo Yucheng casually fiddled with the wine bottle in front of him, slackingly and casually mixing cocktails, and suddenly raised his hand to look at the time on the watch.

It's 7:55, and there are five minutes left.

"Mo'er, do you really think S will come?" Wen Leguier slapped Wen Mo, who was standing next to him, with a shoulder. He guessed with a smile on his face, "Couldn't it be just for us?"

After all, it is quite surprising that S is in the Imperial Capital.

Wen Mo straightened his back expressionlessly. Even if he was hit, he did not change his posture, and did not pay attention to Wen Le.

Wen Le still said to himself, "Then what would he look like if he came? With such awesome hacking skills, why does he have to be this middle-aged uncle? A Mediterranean beer belly picker?"

"You are very noisy." Wen Moguier said coldly.

Wen Le's eyes touched his cold and disgusting gaze, he couldn't help but curled his lips in disappointment, "It's really wood."

Seeing that the person next to him ignored him, he stopped asking himself for being bored, and waited quietly for five minutes for an answer.

At the same time, in the lobby of the Imperial Palace...

A slender figure suddenly appeared. Shi Qinglan was dressed in a simple white T-shirt, a slightly loose short black coat concealed her figure, black tights decorated her slender legs, and she was wearing a pair of ordinary canvas shoes that could not see the brand. .

She rolled up her long hair and hid it in a baseball cap. The brim of her hat was slightly lowered and she was invisible. She was still wearing a black mask on her face. Only the exposed hands were tender and white.

"Please show your membership card." The front desk said as usual.

Shi Qinglan raised her hand and lowered the brim of her hat a little bit. She deliberately lowered her voice before replying, "An appointment."

After checking the secret code of the box with the front desk, Shi Qinglan was led to the door of the box just now, "Sir, this is the one."

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan deliberately spoke in a dumb voice, his voice sounded a little bit magnetic, and he couldn't distinguish between male and female. "Thank you."

The person who led her to the door of the box turned and left. She immediately put her hand on the doorknob and pressed it down...

Bo Yucheng just made a cocktail at this moment.

Kuoer heard the sound of the box door being opened. He lifted his eyelids carelessly and saw a young man walk into the box.

At this moment, the young man kicked his hands in his pockets, standing a bit arrogant and arbitrary, and then stepped on his long legs and walked in front of him.

"Fuck, this top hacker looks a bit young..." Wen Le opened his eyes in shock, and looked intently.

He thought it would be a balding man with feet, but he didn't expect it to be a genius boy who looked like an adult!

"S?" Bo Yucheng raised his eyes slightly.

A few surprises flashed through his eyes, and his slightly deep eyes looked at the young man in front of him, which was different from what he had imagined.

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan's voice was dumb and low.

She drooped her eyes slightly, both of them were hidden by the brim of the hat, but the red lips hidden behind the mask were slightly curved.

Bo Yucheng passed her lightly, "Sit down."

Shi Qinglan sat on the sofa unceremoniously, with his hands still in his pockets, and leaned back a little lazily, with no intention of removing the mask and hat.

"Mr. S is indeed very mysterious." Bo Yucheng also sat beside her slowly, with a hint of meaning in his tone.

Shi Qinglan raised her chin slightly, and the brim of her hat was raised a little along with her upward movement.

There is a hint of temptation in the muffled voice.

Bo Yucheng's lips curled slightly, and he twisted his fingers gently, "It seems that Mr. S has guessed it."

Upon hearing this, Shi Qinglan's eyes quickly flashed with surprise.

She did not expect Bo Yucheng to admit so quickly that he wanted to test his identity, but he took the initiative to take off his vest?

"Are you the boss of S Zhou?" Shi Qinglan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she raised her hand to lift the brim of her hat a little.

At the moment, those charming eyes added a bit of coldness, and they were half-squinting at the man, revealing a little scrutiny and contemplation.

Bo Yucheng chuckled loosely, "Yes."

As he spoke, he bent over to take the tuned cocktail and shook it casually.

He was about to taste the wine, but he didn't expect the glass to be snatched by the boy beside him. He raised his eyes slightly and looked over.

I saw that the young boy's eyes were still squinting. Although his eyes and temperament were cold, his slender and curled eyelashes were full of girlishness.

"I made the wine, Mr. S taste it?" His lips twitched.

Shi Qinglan cast his eyes down and glanced at the glass of wine, a repulsion flashed across his eyes, and he put the wine glass back on the coffee table.

She deliberately kept her voice calm, "I don't drink."

"Take the risk." Bo Yucheng still smiled loosely, picked up the glass of wine and took a sip, looking like a monster.

Shi Qinglan's cool and clear eyes stared at him closely.

The lips behind the mask curled up, and she asked with a faint smile, "I've heard...Bo Ye seems to have threatened to say that you and our heir to the Jingshi Pavilion do not share the same life?"

Bo Yucheng's throat rolled gently without a trace.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked up and drank the glass of cocktail, licking his lips with a hint of coquettishness, "That's right."

Shi Qinglan's eyes flashed a little meaningless.

She gave a sneer, looked up and slightly squinted at the lights dangling in the box, "I don't share God..."

What would happen if she knew her identity in the future?