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Su Xiyuan's expression seemed to be sizing up prey. Although she concealed it well, Yan Junge could not help but frown. After many years of investigation experience, he still had this sensitivity.

Subconsciously, he moved to the side and finally coaxed Yanyan to stick to him, but he couldn't let this inexplicable woman ruin it.

Feeling that he was pressing closer, Zhang Yiyan just glanced at him and acquiesced to his approach.

Reading between the lines, several people also got to know each other. Liu Qixuan is a second-generation rich man. He owns a film and television company and invested in a game team. He spends most of his time playing everywhere. This Su Xiyuan is the artist who signed the contract. .

Yan Junge and Zhang Yiyan used Xie Huai's identity as a young, promising, low-key, invisible rich man. In addition, they behaved well and had extraordinary looks, so their credibility was extremely high. Everyone has weighed in their minds, and Kevin and his wife became even more enthusiastic about Yan Junge and Zhang Yiyan.

Su Xiyuan gritted her teeth secretly, but she still held back and continued to get close to a few people. These people were not something she could offend. In addition to accompanying Liu Qixuan here, it would be great if she could get better connections.

In addition to understanding the basic information, Zhang Yiyan already had a general idea in his mind. He quietly looked around and saw that there were 9 other people on the island in the same batch. No, did Yan Junge take the place of others, or was he an extra person? In other words, there is actually a conflict between the people on the island and the plan.

While he was thinking, two more people came over. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a big belly. He hugged a beautiful woman with an proud figure, pinched her slender waist slightly, and walked towards this side with a smile.

"Fuck, 36D, A4 waist, ugh~93,60,95, fuck" Liu Qixuan blurted out, with golden light in his eyes. When receiving everyone's gaze, he did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he raised his chin proudly and pointed. Pointing to his eyes, "I'm a body scanner and I've never made a mistake."

When the beautiful woman heard this, she was not angry. Instead, she made an S-curve, showed off her figure generously, and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you for the compliment, handsome man, you have such good taste. Your girlfriend,,, is also pretty good. ." There was a deliberate pause, and Su Xiyuan almost crushed the wine glass in anger.

"Hahaha, I have a generally recognized standard figure." Su Xiyuan used a wine glass to cover up the sneer on her lips, and deliberately rubbed Liu Qixuan's arm with her chest. The latter obviously felt very good about it and laughed even louder.

The man's name is Zhang Yanjie. He is often in financial magazines. He is a 51-year-old super rich man who usually has a wife-loving persona. However, less than half a year after his first wife died, he married his beloved wife Lu Eun-hee, who is 27 years younger than him.

The gossip about celebrities, celebrities, and rich people is the most attractive, and this matter was discussed a lot on the Internet at that time.

Su Xiyuan didn't know what tricks Lu Enji used to get close to such a rich man. She was a little envious and jealous for a moment, and she grabbed Liu Qixuan's arm harder.

The rest is the pursuit of fame and fortune by men, chatting and laughing, and the undercurrent and secret competition between women.

Liu Qixuan's eyes drifted over from time to time, but Yan Junge glared back in warning. Su Xiyuan was thinking that she had to catch Liu Qixuan no matter what, so she worked harder to please him.

Having understood the basic situation, Zhang Yiyan didn't want to stay any longer, so he and Yan Junge looked at each other quietly, got up and left in tacit understanding. Liu Qixuan looked at it and wanted to ask, but Su Xiyuan persuaded him to go back.

After making sure that the people in the bar couldn't see or hear their conversation, Yan Junge tightened his hand on Zhang Yiyan's waist and said with an unhappy expression, "This bastard still looks around when he has a girlfriend."

"You can tell by the look in his eyes that he's not a good guy. He knocked on your door just now. Grandma, you really think I'm just a show-off."

"I'm standing right next to you. If this kid dares to look at you, don't let me catch you." There was a sound of grinding teeth.

Zhang Yiyan ignored his complaints and walked forward while sensing the surrounding atmosphere.

After confirming that no staff were following, the two began to investigate. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the blocked door in the corner and frowned slightly.

Why block it? The layer below should be used to store items, but blocking it would be unnecessary.

Unable to help but frown, he moved lightly towards the small door.

At this time, Yan Junge was still muttering in a low voice, what kind of bullshit rich second generation dared to poach him, so he would be wedged to death, his own mother would be beaten until he didn't recognize him, etc.

Zhang Yiyan's forehead twitched as he listened. The man kept talking endlessly, "Yan Junge,"

"Yanyan, have you found anything?"

"Shut up!"

"Uuuu~~Yanyan, you are cruel to me~~"

",,," What a crime.

Pointing to the corner, he said, "There is a small door behind the pile of debris."

"Door? Where is the door? Over here?" He looked the same, but if he said there was a door, then there must be a door, but he didn't find it.

Nodding, Zhang Yiyan let go of his hand and walked forward. Just when he was about to touch him, a hurried male voice suddenly sounded, "Guest, please don't touch him casually to avoid collision."

He suddenly looked back to the top of his head and locked a tiny camera in the corner. Someone was watching! ! !

Withdrawing his hand and taking two steps back, Yan Junge immediately held the person in his arms and whispered, "Don't scare the snake."

Zhang Yiyan raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, frowned slightly, buried his face in Yan Junge's arms, and looked at the small door with his peripheral vision, thoughtfully. "good."

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps, and two men in uniform stopped and bowed respectfully, "Dear distinguished guest, this is the employee work area. The temporary storage of debris almost dirty the guest's hands. I'm really sorry. .”

"Please move over and we will try our best to clean up and prepare exquisite gifts for you."

Yan Junge hugged the person in his arms tightly, tilted his chin slightly, and nodded, "Okay, clean it up quickly. It's so messy that it almost scared my baby."

The staff was even more respectful, "I'm very sorry, I'll take you away now."

The two of them didn't look at each other again. As one staff member left, the remaining people began to clean up the debris. After sending the two to the guest area upstairs, the staff member bowed and left.

As soon as the person left, Yan Junge immediately pulled Zhang Yiyan and hid in a corner. He lowered his head and took the lips of the person in his arms, and groped around dishonestly with his big hands. His eager look was like a lewd ghost.

In the grid of vents on the ceiling overhead, a red camera flashed red. In the monitoring room, the two men sitting at the computer desk watched the images transmitted in real time intently and couldn't help but whistle.

"It turns out he ran out to fight in the field, bah!"

"They didn't book a luxury private room, tsk tsk tsk"

"You don't understand this, the bad taste of rich people."

"What's the bad idea of ​​not using a room and having it in the open air?"

"Hey, someone may be discovered at any time, and peeping will make them even more excited."

"Hahahahahahaha" the two of them laughed obscenely.