Chapter 75 Fun and Exciting Things

Qiao Chengxun slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, as he spat out a disdainful remark through gritted teeth, "I don't care."

"Eh..." Mu Zhuoshen sighed, a hint of helplessness surfacing from the depths of his eyes.

These past two years, young Qiao had spent a lot on trying to catch the murderer who killed Sisi, to no avail. Mu had never once managed to dissuade him, so he could only let him do as he pleased.

At that moment, the bartender handed over a freshly prepared glass of whiskey.

Qiao Chengxun extended his long, straight right hand, lifted the glass, slightly parted his thin lips for a sip, and then set the glass down.

His smooth and controlled movements exuded the grace of a gentleman, like a naturally noble Prince, his elegance laced with a unique sense of ethereality and pride.

Such a charming man quickly attracted the attention of a flamboyantly dressed female patron sitting nearby.