er, what puzzled Tong Yimo was that the white shirt from daytime looked very clean, not like it had been worn for a whole day and night. There was also a faint, pleasant scent of perfume on it.Do you...Once inside the private room, Cao Yinghao, who was clearly drunk, became quite amiable and had beauties on both his arms.

Leng Yanchen soon blended in with his group of friends.

Seeing that Cao Yinghao was interested in his "connections," Leng Yanchen continued, "Are you sure you can make the decision Don't you need to go back and ask your 'master'"

Because he was drunk, Cao Yinghao almost blurted out, "Of course I have to ask, burp—and then give you a definite answer."

Cao Yinghao hiccuped mid-sentence, and the important person's name information that Leng Yanchen had missed.

But he has his own way, no need to worry.

"Then it's settled!" Leng Yanchen prepared to get up and leave.

Cao Yinghao suddenly stopped him: "Ladies here, pick any one to take out tonight, I'll treat!"

Cold Yanchen glanced back at the girls in the private room. He noticed a girl in the corner who was particularly reserved, bowing her head and looking different from the enthusiastic girls around her.

The most important point was that this girl also seemed familiar to him.

The main reason was that the lighting in this private room was too dim, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Her then!" He hesitated for a moment, before pointing at the girl with his finger.

Cao Yinghao nodded and shouted, "Don't you hurry up and wait on Shao Chen!"

"Yes, yes!" The girl immediately got up and ran to Leng Yanchen's side, lowering her head and reaching out to take his arm.

As soon as she linked her arm with his, he couldn't help but unconsciously lift the corner of his mouth.

"Then I'll take her to check into a room first, you guys play slowly." Leng Yanchen said, reaching out to embrace the girl's waist.

Cao Yinghao pushed his hand and continued drinking with his buddies.

Cold Yanchen took the girl out of the private room.

Leaving the casino, I stood on the roadside, a cool evening breeze blowing.

Across the street, a luxury sports car was parked.

Song Yunxi sat in the driver's seat, closed the convertible of her sports car, and looked at Leng Yanchen standing on the opposite side of the road with a girl in revealing clothes.

Only then did Leng Yanchen take off his own coat and put it on the thin girl.

Why was every time she saw Leng Yanchen, he was different from what her grandfather, Leng Yanting, had said

Wasn't it about Xiaxia

But you can take any girl out to the entertainment city.

This must be going to a motel room, right

Song Yunxi was very confused.

Across the street.

The girl kept her head down and refused to speak to Leng Yanchen.

Leng Yanchen didn't care at all. He reached out and stopped a taxi, pulled the girl into the car, and told the driver: "Go to the nearest hotel."

Seeing Leng Yanchen and that girl get into a taxi, Song Yunxi also started her sports car and followed them.

Not until they reached the hotel did she see with her own eyes Leng Yanchen embracing that girl and walking into the hotel.

She was still inexplicably uncomfortable inside.

Perhaps, Leng Yanchen was truly like Leng Yanting said, helpless

Song Yunxi couldn't help but smile wryly at herself, wondering when she had started to numb herself like this.

The news that Leng Yanchen and the girl checked into a hotel soon reached Cao Yinghao's ears.

Cao Yinghao then put down his glass, embraced the beauty beside him, and said, pointing to the beauty's chin: "Baby, let's go to a room."

In the hotel.

Leng Yanchen swiped his card to open the door and walked in with the girl.

After closing the door, Leng Yanchen carefully checked every suspicious place in the room.

"Are you hurt"

"Where" Leng Yanchen asked back.

The girl reached out her hand, walked over, and touched the corner of his mouth. "Here! It's all bruised!"

"Then you kiss me, and I won't hurt anymore." Leng Yanchen raised his lips slightly.

The girl tiptoed, hooked her arms around his neck, and then just kissed him.

"Go wash off that makeup, it's too ugly!" Leng Yanchen hugged the girl and said seriously.

Qin Nianxia pouted and said, "Where did I do it wrong I'm imitating the makeup of the lead singer in a foreign girl group."

“None of them are as beautiful as you.” Leng Yanchen smiled faintly.

Qin Nianxia then stepped back from him and went to the washroom to remove her makeup.

After she removed her makeup, she saw Leng Yanchen sitting on the bed making a phone call. She sat quietly beside him, waiting for him to finish the call.

As soon as he hung up, she couldn't help but ask, "How did you recognize me"

After all, at first, in the private room, from the moment he entered, he kept drinking and chatting with Cao Yinghao, not even glancing at their group of "princesses".

Leng Yanchen smiled and said, "You deliberately lower your head and hide in the corner, trying to stand out from the crowd, isn't it just to attract my attention"

"But you didn't recognize me when you clicked on me." Qin Nianxia pouted, unhappy.

"The light was so dim, and you were wearing makeup. From that far away, how could I have recognized you" Leng Yanchen said, making a valid point.

Qin Nianxia seemed to have heard the subtext: "So, you're saying that you only recognized me when I was pulling you along"

"Good job, you're getting smarter."

"I'm already smart, okay"

"Now it's my turn to ask you, why are you in the private room" Leng Yanchen said with a serious face.

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