Seeing Golden City's owner treat this young man, who could easily be his son, with such respect, it was clear that this Young Master Yin came from a powerful background.
Yin Tianshen noticed Bai Yiran from the moment she barged in. With Bai Yiran's looks, it was hard not to stand out.
"Old Zheng, is that the new girl here?" Yin Tianshen's voice was filled with disdain, as if Bai Yiran was nothing more than an ant he could crush at will.
Old Zheng, the owner of Golden City, shook his head, "No, she's not one of my girls."
The smile on Yin Tianshen's face grew deeper, and he said with a mocking tone, "Interesting."
The private room was crowded, mostly with friends invited by Yin Tianshen, a group of cold-hearted heirs.
In their minds, they were aristocrats, and the common people scraping by outside were just peasants, while someone like Lou Jing, a Nightclub Princess, wasn't even fit to wash feet.
