Clubhouse
Yu Qingjia struggled to suppress her cough, her beautiful eyes now carrying a hint of fleeting tenderness.
She always became like this after drinking.
Her lips parted slightly: "I feel a little drunk, I'll step outside for some air."
Zhang Yuzhe stared at her, briefly lost in a daze, as if it were cherry blossoms scattering in spring.
He smiled and nodded, setting his wine glass down.
"Yuzhe, aren't you going to indulge yourself? There are plenty of beautiful women here who know just how to make men happy."
"I still prefer you."
Zhang Yuzhe walked over, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Heh, alright, I'll keep you company."
"Hmph!"
Looking at Li Jiaqi's debauched demeanor, Zhang Yuzhe let out a cold scoff.
"Do you know what kind of person I arranged for Mr. Shen today?"
"What kind of person?"
Zhang Yuzhe sneered and placed his phone on the table.
Li Jiaqi took a look and saw a sweetly adorable girl with a baby face on the screen.
