The beloved one of the rich brother

Wen Yiyou's expression froze, and her eyes suddenly shot straight at her, "Don't impose your dirty thoughts and incorrect values ​​on me, I won't accept it."

Luo Nanyan froze for a moment, the expression on her face changing again and again, appearing to be colorful. She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll see when you get dumped by Mr. Huo, whether you can still be as noble as you are now!!"

Wen Yiyou looked at her with a cold expression, "Sure enough, all you see in the world of dirty people is dirt!"

The high-quality life that Luo Nanyan advocates is to satisfy her endless desires and needs through so-called shortcuts.

Although it is understandable to rely on other people's material things to achieve interest exchange, displaying oneself as a commodity is a manifestation of self-degradation.

And doesn't she know that some people's character and responsibility are engraved in their bones? Not everyone is like she said, and not all emotions are as impure as she said.

She firmly believed that Huo Chengluo was not the kind of man that Luo Nanyan thought he was. After Wen Yiyu finished speaking, she didn't even look at Luo Nanyan and walked away.

When Luo Nanyan thought about how she had said so much to her with good intentions, but was met with sarcasm and looked down upon by her, she felt a surge of anger that could neither go up nor down.

She stared at Wen Yiyu's back as she left, wishing she could rush forward and tear her noble and pretentious face apart.

Wen Yiyu was walking towards the tea room with a cold face when suddenly a tall figure blocked her way.

She paused, raised her eyes for a moment, and a young and handsome face came into her sight.

The tall man was standing in the sun, with fair skin and lips that were redder than a woman's, which was extremely eye-catching. He looked a little bohemian, but he exuded an aristocratic air.

But it is understandable that people who come in and out of this Global Club must be either rich or noble.

Wen Yiyou raised his chin, "What's the matter?"

Murong Yeyin smiled dazzlingly and got straight to the point, "Miss, what's your name?"

The corners of his mouth were raised wickedly, and he was smiling charmingly. His narrow peach blossom eyes were half-closed, and he stared at Wen Yiyu with an evil and passionate look.

The man looked ruffian and dissolute, which was exactly the type of man that Wen Yiyu hated the most.

Relying on her own charm, she sends out signals of seduction everywhere. At first glance, she is a playboy and amorous creature who plays with people.

Wen Yiyou said coldly, "No comment!"

The man didn't take it seriously and took the initiative to introduce himself, "My name is Murong Ye, you can call me A Ye!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and approached Wen Yiyu quietly.

Wen Yiyou took two steps back with a vigilant look on his face.

Murong Ye's charming peach blossom eyes flashed with a playful smile, and he calmly extended his hand to her, "Would you like to get to know me?"

Wen Yiyu frowned and said, "No need!", and after saying a few words coldly, she wanted to walk past him and leave.

Murong Ye took a step forward and stood in front of her again, smiling slightly, "Brother is very interesting! Do you want to..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wen Yiyu with an impatient look on his face, "Go away! You!", and at the same time pushed him hard, and ran past him at lightning speed.

Wen Yiyu paused after running a few feet away, turned around and looked directly at Murong Ye from a distance, unable to bear it any longer, he said, "Also, don't call yourself brother in front of me, you don't deserve it, you've tarnished this title! It's so disgusting!"

Murong Ye was stunned for a moment, and laughed as he watched Wen Yiyou running away. He suddenly called her and said with certainty, "Remember my name, we will meet again."

"No way!" Wen Yiyu threw out a few words without even turning his head, then walked away.

Murong Ye stared at Wen Yiyu's departing figure with interest.

"Aye, have you been waiting for a long time?" Luo Nanyan's coquettish voice interrupted his gaze. He slowly withdrew his gaze and glanced at the woman beside him.

Faced with such stereotyped and pretentious women, he suddenly felt a little bored.

Luo Nanyan put her arm around his and said coquettishly, "Aye, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the beauty!" Murong Ye replied cheerfully, and even nodded his chin in the direction where Wen Yiyu left, "Hey, it's her, did you see her?"

Luo Nanyan looked at Wen Yiyou's receding figure, and her heart skipped a beat. She suddenly had an ominous premonition. Could it be that Wen Yiyou had taken away the duck she had just gotten?

She laughed, "She? She has a man."

Murong Ye slowly took out a cigarette box, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking relaxed and uninhibited, and his eyes lightly swept across her face.

"So what? Women always need comparison to know if the next one is better!"

Luo Nanyan's smile suddenly froze on her face.

She steadied her breathing secretly, gently shook his arm, and said in a soft voice, "Aye, I just met you last night and haven't gotten to know you well yet! Are you tired of the novelty so soon? Can you bear to make me sad?"

There was no expression on Murong Ye's face. He lit a cigarette nonchalantly and hummed hesitantly.

The man's blunt words made Luo Nanyan suddenly dumbfounded, and the expression on her face that she had managed to keep stable almost collapsed again.

She had just hooked up with him, and although she only knew his name and nothing else, she knew this man was no ordinary person because he was generous and could easily take her in and out of the club.

How come it was gone in the blink of an eye? It must be because of Wen Yiyou, who casually seduced her man again.

Murong Ye calmly pulled his arm away from her hand, and handed her a card with his slender fingers. There was always a leisurely smile on his handsome face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Generous, gentle, yet ruthless words suddenly popped up, "Be good, take the flowers, and consider it your reward for accompanying me today!"

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At this point, Wen Yiyou's good mood completely disappeared. She now urgently needed Huo Chengluo's embrace to cleanse her polluted soul.

Luo Nanyan's remarks that destroyed her worldview and the evil man's frivolous approach seriously affected her mood.

She followed the waiter's instructions all the way to the teahouse. There were several tall men in black suits standing on both sides of the main entrance before entering the teahouse. One of them was the man in a suit who had just approached them.

As soon as he saw her, the man immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss, you are here. Mr. Huo is inside. Please come this way!"

Wen Yiyou nodded, walked through the gate and entered the teahouse, followed the man's instructions through the quaint corridor and came to the innermost room.

The man raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, and the door was opened from the inside, "Miss, please!"