The rich and powerful: Satan's Sweetheart Queen

175 Chapter 175, the box at the bar

Tong Yao sat on the stool in a daze and looked at her ordinary self, who became glamorous and beautiful under the hands of the man, just like an ordinary doll wearing an exquisite suit, becoming more and more beautiful, more and more beautiful.

Tong Yao watched the changes in herself without blinking. When the man threw the paint in his hand on the table, Tong Yao woke up. She glanced at herself in the mirror and opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

Gao Fushuai came from behind Tong Yao, looked at her in the mirror, and sighed triumphantly: "Sure enough, people want clothes, and Buddha wants gold clothes! Just go out with this body, and you will definitely blind those people's dog eyes!"

The person in the mirror is wearing a black evening gown that wraps around the chest and hips. The cluster of snow-white on the chest, the faint bust line, and a shadow in the middle, are charming with absolute temptation.

She was already at a flowery age, her jade-colored skin was rosy, her not-so-perfect facial features were painted with exquisite makeup, her eyes were flying, and her lips were a little red.

The originally loose hair was coiled up, curly, chestnut, revealing the white neck.

Gao Fushuai was very satisfied with Tong Yao's performance, and naturally bent his right wrist: "It's almost time, let's go!"

Tong Yao glanced at his hand and hesitated.

Gao Fushuai looked at her stiff movements, and snorted coldly: "Don't tell me, do you regret it now?"

Tong Yao looked at herself in the glasses again, took a deep breath and took Gao Fushuai's hand.

Gao Fushuai gave her a warning look: "I don't like disobedient people, if I disobey later, I will lose face..."

Gao Fushuai's tone became a little gloomy, which startled Tong Yao.

Tong Yao forced a smile, suppressing the fear in her heart: "I will behave well!"

Gao Fushuai glanced at her, took her out of the South Bank capital, and the two of them went directly to a luxury bar in the city center called Shuiyue Qinghe.

It was not too late, and the neon lights on the bar's doorplate were full of red, orange, yellow and green.

In the bar, people stood in groups in twos and threes, and a group of people sat in a circle of sofas. Men and women laughed and shouted endlessly.

This is Tong Yao's first real visit to the bar.

For this first experience, Tong Yao was still a little scared.

Gao Fushuai seems to be a regular visitor here, no matter who is serving dishes, bartending, or scattered passers-by, when they see him, they will come up to toast and shout: "Young Master Gao!"

Gao Fushuai simply nodded and led Tong Yao all the way to the innermost box.

The room number of the box is 999. Hearing Gao Fushuai's proud tone and familiar movements, Tong Yao can easily guess that this box is exclusive to Gao Fushuai here.

Pushing open the door of the box, there was immediately a noisy sound from inside, the sound of heavy metal music and the sound of a man singing with a broken voice, which made Tong Yao frowned.

The flamboyant thin beams of light change colors back and forth, shining in the large private room, but cannot clearly illuminate the entire room.

Tong Yao followed Gao Fushuai into the private room, the private room was extremely dark, and she could only vaguely see the movement of heads back and forth.Before Tong Yao could get used to it for a moment, a strong smell of smoke made Tong Yao want to vomit.

Tong Yao coughed so hard that she even shed tears, but she quickened her pace to follow Gao Fushuai. She only knew Gao Fushuai here, and she was afraid that something bad would happen if she left Gao Fushuai.

Tong Yao took a big step, wanting to step forward and follow Gao Fushuai closely, but unexpectedly Gao Fushuai sat in the group of people in a flash, and then Tong Yao heard many voices calling Gao Shao.

(End of this chapter)