Zhou Moyan's friend's profile picture was very exaggerated. It was as greasy and frivolous as the person himself.

But a car was parked behind the man.

She immediately recognized the car as the same model as the one Qiao Nian's 'boyfriend' was driving. She recalled the price of the car and remembered that Song Tian had told her about Zhou Moyan's family background. This Zhu Yuanhao seemed to be in the same circle as Qiao Nian and her group...

Yin Wenzhi's gaze darkened and she bit her lip.

She wanted to delete the other party's WeChat, but after hesitating, she pressed the cancel button.

At this moment, at Lan Pavilion.

Ye Wangchuan had booked a private room. The people from the same circle as him had all come.

Qin Si got a LED liquid crystal screen computer and placed it on the table.

circle of Beijing sat

to disturb them when he brought in the tea. After all, he couldn't afford

as Tang Ning and the others. His shoulders relaxed as he carried a plate of fruits over and placed it in front

Si softly, "Young Master Qin, Miss Qiao's competition hasn't started

a tinfoil perm. His hair was messy and fluffy, making him look like a rich

was half pressed into his suit pants. He leaned back on the couch, his gaze never leaving the computer

his wristwatch. "10 minutes to three

his gaze away from the LED screen. He bent down and picked up an

the coffee table. Not interested in the orange

really don't want

that we eat an orange to calm our nerves. You actually don't want

into his mouth. A sour smell rose and Qin Si hurriedly spat

"Damn, are the fruits in Lan Pavilion

orange? It's so f*cking

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