Ren Feng's roving eyes were quietly observing, and Qiong naturally noticed and chuckled, "What are you looking at?"
Ren Feng said seriously, "Qiong, a gentleman is always in pursuit of a fair lady. For beauties, looking a few more times is a sign of respect."
Qiong laughed heartily, "You really know how to talk, I love to hear it."
It wasn't long before the Ferrari arrived in front of the club, and after parking, the two of them entered the club.
On the second floor, Ren Feng saw a group of wealthy women chattering away, and the number was even more than last time.
"You're here, Qiong."
Many of the young women greeted her.
Ren Feng glanced around and was somewhat dazzled, there were quite a lot of them this time, at least thirty, possibly even more than forty.
This many people?
"Qiong, I was wondering why you came so late, turns out you directly whisked him away, no wonder," said Yun, whom they had met before, with a chuckle.
