The nightclub at night.
Filled with the decadent odor.
However, inside the luxurious private room at the moment,
there were no sexy girls accompanying them.
Xu Shiyong's face, wrapped in gauze, was drinking sullenly.
Cai Shaoyong and Qiao Lulu by his side didn't dare to make a sound.
They could only quietly accompany him.
"Damn it!"
The more Xu Shiyong thought about it, the angrier he got, angrily smashing his wine glass into pieces.
This scene made Qiao Lulu reveal a slight smile.
"Mr. Xu, please calm down,"
she said as she walked over to Xu Shiyong and sat down next to him.
Deliberately leaning her fragrant shoulder into his embrace.
"How can I calm down! From my childhood, I have never been humiliated like this, I must kill this bastard!"
Xu Shiyong, with fists clenched, had eyes full of bloodshot.
Just thinking about his goddess, Zhao Jiaqi, being embraced by Lin Fan,
filled him with teeth-grinding hatred.
