Chapter 91: Do i need it?

Do I need Chapter 91?
On the other side, Li Qiao returned to the banquet hall. Duan Yuanhui and the dean of the Academic Affairs Office were standing in front of the stage and speaking before the banquet.
My brother-in-law Duan Yuanhui dressed casually tonight, with a blue shirt and black trousers. The sleeves were rolled over his forearms. He was just past 40 years old, showing his stability after the years have settled.
Halfway through talking with the microphone in his hand, he caught Li Qiao's figure and nodded with relief, seemingly relieved.
Li Qiao casually tugged at the corners of her mouth, copied the outer pockets of the punk shirt with both hands, dragged a chair from the corner of the banquet hall, and sat on the wall by the door.
The male students at the banquet table in the back row looked at each other and couldn't help thinking.
Should they drag their chairs to sit beside Li Qiao?
After all, tonight...a rare opportunity.
At this time, Duan Yuanhui cleared his throat and said loudly: "Well, our farewell banquet has officially begun. Dear students, don't say that the school does not create opportunities for you to fall in love.
In the Department of Finance in the East Hall next door, more than 370 people came tonight. Everyone will join in at will. I believe you will get off the list just around the corner! "
"The Chief Wise!"
"The director is so handsome tonight!"
"I love Medical University, and Medical University is the cradle of my love!"
In an instant, the entire banquet hall was boiling over Duan Yuanhui's words.
Saying goodbye to the student days, the students seem to have completely liberated their nature.
...
Not long after, Li Qiao ruthlessly rejected the third male classmate who had toasted and invited to dance. Duan Yuanhui, who had been observing for a long time, came to her without hesitation.
He also grabbed a chair, and when he sat down, he smiled and joked, "Liu Zhe just now is the grass of your biology department, right? Very delicate young man, you refused so simply?"
Li Qiao turned off the screen of the phone, turned his eyes to look at Duan Yuanhui, and said lukewarmly, "My uncle also said, he is just handsome."
Duan Yuanhui couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, looking at Li Qiao's handsome dress, "It seems that you really didn't come to find someone tonight?"
The other female classmates were all dressed very gorgeously. Only Li Qiao, who was in a punk motorcycle suit, came.
Li Qiao didn't open her face, expressionless: "Do I need it?"
Duan Yuanhui was silent: "..."
Looking at all the juniors in the Li Duan family, Li Qiao's appearance is the most outstanding and eye-catching, not one of them.
She really doesn't need to find someone on this occasion, because no one deserves it.
In a blink of an eye, the time was approaching seven o'clock, and the classmates in the East and West Hall had already started chatting together.
Li Qiao looked at the time and stood up lazily, "Go."
Duan Yuanhui put down his overlapping legs and put one hand on the back of the chair, "Go back so soon? There will be a ballroom party in a while, don't you participate?"
Li Qiao paused, turned his head, "Not participating, it's boring."
"Okay, pay attention to safety on the way back. By the way, next Saturday is your grandpa's birthday, don't forget to prepare a gift for him." Duan Yuanhui said as he stood up to remind, the two also walked out of the banquet hall side by side.
This is anxious to the male students who are eager to try.
Director Duan, you know that this is a networking party for the students, but what do you want to chat with Li Qiao all night?
Can you give young people some space?
As night fell, the light and shadow faded.
Li Qiao walked around the mermaid fountain in front of the hotel alone, planning to send a car to the police station.
At this moment, a silver-grey European car drove out of the parking lot on the right and stopped at Li Qiao's feet.
Liu Yun got off the car and held the half-open door with one hand: "Miss Li, are you going to the police station?"
(End of this chapter)