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.

a LED liquid crystal screen computer and placed

people from the top circle of Beijing

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

Yang had become 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

softly, “Young Master Qin,

hair was

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, I think. Master

raised his forearm and pulled his sleeve to look at the

gaze away from the LED screen. He bent down and picked up an orange, peeled it, and asked

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

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 it away in disinterest. “Forget it, I’ll eat it

mouth. A sour smell rose and Qin Si hurriedly spat the

so bad

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