Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

This place is like an isolated island in a noisy ocean, with its raised platform and semi-enclosed velvet curtains separating the inside from the outside into two worlds.

The velvet curtain was respectfully lifted by the waiter, and the scene inside made Fang Yuan pause almost imperceptibly.

The booths are ridiculously spacious, with a circular leather sofa that can easily seat more than a dozen people.

Facing the dance floor is a single wall of one-way glass, offering a panoramic view of the revelry outside while keeping the interior completely hidden from view.

Above, there was a changing starry sky ceiling light, the light was soft and ambiguous, and an exquisite fruit plate and ice bucket were already set on the table, even the tissue box had a cold metallic texture.

A faint fragrance filled the air, completely masking the smell of smoke and alcohol from the outside.

But none of these were the reasons that made Fang Yuan pause.

The reason is that the booths were not empty.

There were already seven or eight young girls sitting or standing on the sofa.

They had exquisite makeup and were dressed even more scantily than she was.

There were two women dressed in sexy outfits, with only a small piece of cloth in front and a few thin strips tied to the back.

The girls each had their own distinct style; some were innocent, some were alluring, and some were cool and edgy.

Hearing the noise, they all looked up, their faces filled with carefully prepared smiles and anticipation.

The group's gaze naturally fell first on Jiang Cheng, who was at the head of the group.

However, their excitement lasted only a few seconds before the smiles on the women's faces cracked slightly upon seeing Fang Yuan.

There was disappointment, but also a hint of barely concealed envy and scrutiny.

The last time Jiang Cheng came to visit Mr. Thirteen, it was such a big fuss.

According to rumors, Qiu Yihe was bullied by several boys.

To vent her anger, Jiang Cheng ordered the entire bar to close for a thorough investigation that night.

After a large number of people arrived, they searched each person and eventually took several people away.

Because of this incident, Jiang Cheng became a legendary figure among Mr. Thirteen.

Young, extremely handsome, and ridiculously rich and powerful.

Moreover, he doesn't seem as lecherous as some greasy second-generation rich kids.

So when I heard tonight that Jiang Cheng might come, I was immediately surprised.

The girls who had been called in advance to warm up the atmosphere were all tacitly putting in their best efforts, hoping to make an impression on this top-tier patron.

Even if it's just a few words.

Especially the girls who had joked and played around with Jiang Cheng in this booth last time, all of them bought the most expensive lipsticks.

Although Jiang Cheng was taken away by Qiu Yihe who suddenly appeared last time, maybe they can catch the Chicken Society tonight.

But now...

Jiang Cheng actually brought a female companion...

Moreover, judging from their intimate embrace and the fact that the woman, despite wearing the typical sexy bar attire, exuded an indescribable gentle and alluring charm, their relationship was clearly more than just friendship.

They were annoyed, but the quick-thinking girls quickly adjusted their expressions.

Her smile became sweet and natural again.

Today's gathering was Shen An's group. She first raised an eyebrow at Amy, one of the girls who seemed the most outgoing and had struck up a good conversation with Jiang Cheng last time, and said in a familiar tone, "Oh, everyone's here? You're quite sensible."

Amy immediately flashed a professional, radiant smile and replied sweetly, "We wouldn't dare be late if Young Master Shen instructed us to~ Good evening, Young Master Jiang."

The second half of her sentence was addressed to Jiang Cheng, her eyes carrying just the right amount of respect and a hint of barely perceptible probing.

The other girls followed suit, their voices sweet and melodious, but their gazes seemed to drift towards Jiang Cheng and Fang Yuan beside him.

Having seen this kind of scene many times, Jiang Cheng became very calm. His face showed no particular expression. He simply grunted an "Mmm" and then released Fang Yuan's shoulder before walking to the center and sitting down.

Several girls secretly sized up Fang Yuan out of envy, while Fang Yuan herself was also assessing these girls.

Although she wasn't Jiang Cheng's girlfriend, seeing this group of towering figures still stirred a sense of crisis within her.

Of course, this sense of crisis wasn't directed at her personally, but rather at Zhou Ying, who felt uneasy.

She had felt this unease before when she met An Xin.

However, the feelings between An Xin and Jiang Cheng were clearly more ambiguous.

The expressions on the faces of these young girls were unmistakably seductive.

Seeing Jiang Cheng wave to her, she immediately followed him.

And when she sat down, she deliberately pressed herself close to Jiang Cheng.

She's representing Zhou Ying now, not herself, isn't she?

Upon getting so close, Jiang Cheng looked at Fang Yuan with some surprise.

What do you mean?

Wasn't I a little stiff when I hugged her just now?

Why did you suddenly come over here by yourself?

However, as the saying goes, Jiang Cheng is insightful and won't take on problems he can't see clearly.

After all, there's Zhou Ying between the two of them.

He is a good man, and he has many good women around him.

You can play anytime you want.

He wouldn't do something so counterproductive as to upset Zhou Ying just to make her sad.

Jiang Cheng pretended not to notice Fang Yuan's unusual behavior.

Just assume she's cold and wants to warm herself up.

"Are you a little cold? Do you need a jacket?"

As he spoke, his gaze inevitably fell on Fang Yuan, who was standing very close to him.

The bar's psychedelic lights glided across her bare shoulders and neck, where her skin appeared a warm, porcelain white in the dim light.

Because of her close side profile, her slender yet not thin shoulders were fully exposed, and her collarbones were clearly defined.

Below, the seemingly ordinary short skirt hugged her full and firm curves, and her beautiful legs in black stockings extended from the hem of the skirt, exuding a subtle yet direct allure in the changing light and shadow of the booth.

Holy crap, his butt is wider than his shoulders, and his stamina is bigger than his head.

She's absolutely stunning...

hateful! !

Fairies always take the initiative to approach!

After glancing at her a few times, Jiang Cheng casually picked up a cushion and placed it behind her waist, forming an intimate protective circle and keeping away any potential unwanted contact from the side.

This thoughtful gesture made Fang Yuan's heart skip a beat.

While satisfied, I couldn't help but feel a little envious of Zhou Ying.

Yes, her feelings were indeed complicated. On one hand, she was worried about Zhou Ying, but the more upright and outstanding Jiang Cheng was, the more she couldn't help but envy Zhou Ying.

Shortly after I sat down, a middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit with a manager's name tag on his chest strode over, a well-trained yet respectful smile on his face.

He bowed slightly and said, "Young Master Jiang, it's been a long time. Young Master Wang, Young Master Shen, Young Master Qin, Young Master Wang, good evening. Welcome everyone. This is the wine menu, please take a look."

Jiang Cheng jokingly said to Chen Chao, "Little Chen, long time no see!"

Seeing that Jiang Cheng remembered his name after only visiting once, Chen Chao's face flushed with excitement.

He thought that after what happened last time, Jiang Cheng wouldn't come back to see Mr. Thirteen.

Although the business at this place is still booming every day, and he doesn't have to worry about making a commission working here, for small people like them to gain a foothold in this mixed place, it's not just for that meager fixed salary.

If you can make yourself known to these privileged second-generation rich kids, any future opportunities will be better than working hard for ten years.

Chen Chao's fingers were taut as he gripped the wine list, but his smile became even more respectful, and he bowed slightly: "It is truly my honor that Young Master Jiang still remembers me."

"How was it? Did you cry last time? Did Shen An try to comfort you?"

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's comment, Shen An immediately scoffed, "Brother Cheng, you're really something else. If a grown man like Xiao Chen were to cry in front of me, I'd probably throw up!"