"I didn't think you'd be so sneaky."
"Let me just say upfront, this place is very proper, not at all the way you imagine."
"Alright, an explanation is just an excuse."
The club manager came out to greet them. Upon seeing Yan Lu, his smile became even warmer: "Miss Yan, your presence truly graces this establishment. Please, come on in. These must be your friends? Every single one of them seems extraordinary."
"Enough already, I've heard this flattery a thousand times. Which room is Huang Xi in?"
"So you're the esteemed guest Mr. Huang has been waiting for. Please follow me."
As they entered the elevator, another sedan pulled up in front of the club.
A casually-dressed young man stepped out, self-indulgently brushing his hair, which was drenched in hair gel.
A man in black stepped out from the passenger seat, walked up behind him, and whispered, "Young Master, shall we go in?"
