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.

got a LED liquid crystal screen computer and placed it

of people from the top circle of Beijing sat around the

was careful not to disturb them when he brought in the tea. After all, he couldn’t afford to

familiar with Qin Si recently. He was not as nervous as Tang Ning and the others. His shoulders relaxed as he carried a plate of fruits over and placed it in

“Young Master

tinfoil perm. His hair was messy and fluffy, making him

and a checkered shirt. The shirt was half pressed into his suit pants. He leaned back on the couch, his gaze never leaving the computer screen. “Soon,

forearm and pulled his sleeve to look at the

Qin Si finally moved his gaze away from the LED screen. He bent down and picked up an orange, peeled it,

the coffee table. Not interested in the orange the other

don’t want 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 took

A sour smell rose and Qin Si

the fruits in Lan Pavilion so bad today? Who bought the orange?

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