Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

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.

liquid crystal screen computer and

the top circle of Beijing sat

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

His shoulders relaxed as he carried a plate of fruits over and placed it in front of

softly, “Young Master Qin, Miss

Si had recently gotten 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

sleeve to

up an orange, peeled it,

Wangchuan placed his long legs on the coffee table. Not interested in the orange the other party handed him, he replied with a low

it? Before Sister Qiao’s competition begins, it’s good that we eat an orange to calm our nerves. You actually don’t want it?” Qin Si

orange into his mouth. A sour smell rose

Pavilion so

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