Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 78

Chapter 78 Let Her Watch a Play

The young master of the Qi family was l.yra's college classmate,

It could be said that Qi Xinglang previously hated Lyra very much because there had been a competitive relationship between the two families.

But after the Jones family fell, the business of the Qi family did not expand as expected Lyra did not understand what happened either,

But it was certain that with Hank's commercial ambition, he would definitely not be taken advantage of The portion of market share that the Jones family had lost had basically all been taken by the Barnwell group. Lyra remembered that when she was about to marry Hank, Qi Xinglang had gone abroad to study at the top design school that she had liked the most.

It should be that after she gave up the quota, he took it.

Things were really unpredictable. "Alright, don't let me waste your time. Let's talk about the original intention of the design at seven o'clock tonight." "Alright!"

The female interns below the stage all revealed looks of admiration. Lyra should be the calmest of them all.

She calmly packed her things and planned to go to Susan's office to get something for her.

"Lyra." She stepped down the stairs. The clear voice suddenly called out to her. Lyra turned back to look. Qi Xinglang smiled and said, "I owe you a cup of coffee. Let me buy you one today." She blinked, unable to remember when it had happened. However, Qi Xinglang had always insisted, so Lyra could not refuse, because the eyes of the surrounding female interns were about to swallow her whole. "Sure." Lyra walked over and left with Qi Xinglang. Behind them, the interns immediately gathered together. "What's going on? Does the new trainer know Lyra? No way, I heard that he just came back from abroad." "This Lyra is really amazing. The people around her are all handsome guys!"

"It's going to be the design competition next quarter soon. If Lyra has a good relationship with the trainer, her position with Mon should be able to be confirmed."

Liu Yuanyuan stood behind them, looking at the backs of Lyra and Qi Xinglang in confusion.

She felt that it was not the case.

Just now, there was a moment when Qi Xinglang looked at Lyra with eyes full of resentment.

The atmosphere in the coffee shop was very good. Lyra looked at the person in front of her, but she looked confused. "You want to help me win the design competition? Why?"

Qi Xinglang's beautiful fingers circled around the coffee cup. "There is no reason! With your strength, those interns are no match for you. Moreover, I know what happened at your home. What you lack is only a chance."

Lyra did not speak.

He paused and continued, "Moreover, the person who went abroad was supposed to be you. Everything I have now should be yours." Qi Xinglang smiled, his eyes especially deep. Lyra shook her head. "What you have now has been exchanged for by your own hard work. It has nothing to do with me. I admit that I really need to win, but I don't want to use any means."

After she finished speaking, she got up and was about to leave. In the air that was filled with the aroma of the coffee, a chuckle was heard. "Stop pretending. I know what you really are." Lyra stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at him. Qi Xinglang took out a name card and placed it on the table. It was the paparazzi company that Lyra had entrusted. She frowned. There wasn't a wall which hasn't a rack. Those people only worked for money. They would listen to whoever offered the most money. Lyra thought that she would be exposed, but she did not expect it to be so soon. "What do you mean?"

She walked back and looked at Qi Xinglang, not quite understanding.

"Work with me. I hate Hank just like you." Half an hour later, Lyra was on her way home. Thoughts swirled in her mind. Qi Xinglang's words were indeed very tempting. If she

had a trainer as an insider, with her strength, she would definitely win.

Should she agree?

Was there a trap in this?

The more she thought about it, the slower she walked. Suddenly, a black commercial car appeared in front of her and the electric door slowly opened. "Miss Jones, Mr. Barnwell invites you to go." Keith got out of the car.

Lyra looked at the other three bodyguards sitting in the car and sneered, "Keith, are you sure it is an invitation?"

Keith did not say a word and just raised his hand.

Lyra had no other choice.

She watched as the car door closed and reached into her backpack.

However, before she could do anything, her left hand and right hand were restrained at the same time. Her bag and phone were also taken away. "Hank is playing dirty with me now?" Lyra asked angrily. Then he might as well just kill her. According to his style, he would probably take out the roots after cutting off the grass. "Miss Jones, don't misunderstand. Mr. Barnwell has no ill intentions. It's just that the place you are going to later is not suitable for any electronic equipment." Keith pushed up his glasses.

Lyra frowned even more tightly.

Then, she found that the route was very familiar. The car turned left and right and actually entered the back door of Brook Villa.

"What are we doing here?"

"Mr. Barnwell wants to treat Miss Jones to a meal," Keith said as he winked at the bodyguards behind him.

Lyra was immediately 'escorted' into a room. When she sat in the private room and looked at the table full of dishes, she was really confused.

"Did Hank's brain get squeezed by the door?"

How could he be so kind as to treat her to a big meal?

Keith raised his wrist and motioned for the bodyguards to go out. He then told Lyra, "Mr. Barnwell's guests will arrive soon. He hopes Miss Jones will eat quietly and not disturb them."

Lyra wanted to ask again, but Keith had already closed the door.

The private room fell into a state of silence. Lyra picked up her chopsticks. She had just picked up a piece of pineapple meat when she heard the sound of the electric curtain rolling up. The curtain of the landscape painting on her right was rolled up, and behind it was a piece of two-faced glass.

She could clearly see and hear the sound of the private room next door. Lyra chewed the meat in her mouth and quietly watched... Hank was already sitting there. He also heard Keith say something in his ear. He immediately turned to this side, and his deep eyes were cold.

Then he turned his head and closed his eyes to rest.

Lyra was baffled by that stare.

However, it would be a waste not to eat the free lunch.

Just as she was about to gorge herself, two people walked into the opposite room. They were none other than Wendy and Alma.

The moment they saw Hank, they both revealed brilliant smiles. It was fine for Alma, but Wendy was simply about to reveal her molars.

"Hank, I'm really sorry for having kept you waiting. There was a bit of traffic on the road."

Flattery, lowly, and disgusting. Lyra frowned. She had no appetite at all. Had Hank invited her to watch a play? Or was he deliberately trying to disgust her?