After being forced into a marriage of convenience, a master of metaphysics manipulates a cold and al

"Ye Bai, you've changed. Now you fall silent whenever Qin Wanqing is mentioned. Do you really consider her your wife?"

Seeing that Ye Bai hadn't spoken for a while, Han Mengmeng's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, clearly showing some dissatisfaction.

But when she looked up at Ye Bai, she found him staring straight out the window, his expression constantly changing, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"What are you looking at... Huh? I think I recognize that man. He's a member of the Wang family who recently returned to Jingzhou. I think his name is Wang Teng? I heard he was quite a prominent figure in Jingzhou back in the day... And who's that woman? Is she Wang Teng's girlfriend?"

Han Mengmeng curiously followed Ye Bai's gaze and saw a man and a woman standing in front of a high-end club, chatting and laughing.

The man was wearing a black trench coat and looked tall and handsome—a typical "tall, rich, and handsome" type.

The woman was also very beautiful, with an extremely tall figure and long, straight legs that were very eye-catching.

This made Han Mengmeng a little curious as well.

"That woman... is my sister!"

Ye Bai took a deep breath and said in a somewhat strange tone.

"Your sister? Aren't you an orphan? When did you get... wait, are you talking about the legendary eldest daughter of the Ye family, Ye Ruyan?"

Han Mengmeng was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized.

"Correct."

Ye Bai nodded, but his doubts grew stronger.

He never expected to run into Wang Teng and Ye Ruyan here.

Even more unexpectedly, the two of them were still together.

Moreover, judging from their expressions while chatting, they were definitely not new acquaintances, but rather old friends who had known each other for many years.

When people who are not very close to each other are together, it is easy to tell them apart from each other through body language and facial expressions.

If they were just scions of wealthy families in Jingzhou, it would be normal for everyone to know or even be familiar with them.

Just like Qin Wanqing, Zhu Daji, and Li Fengyun, even though they don't usually hang out together, they don't feel like strangers when they meet.

But Wang Teng left Jingzhou for Shanghai a long time ago, and Ye Ruyan has almost always lived abroad. When did these two meet?

Unfortunately, they weren't classmates; they were several years apart in age.

Although Ye Bai didn't know exactly how old Wang Teng was, he figured he was about the same age as Qin Wanqing, since they were classmates.

This means that Wang Teng is either one year younger than Ye Bai, or the same age as him, or at least three years younger than Ye Ruyan!

Under normal circumstances, these two people should have no connection.

Soon, after exchanging a few words, Wang Teng and Ye Ruyan walked into the upscale club together.

No one else appeared in between, and Jiang Dawei, the traitorous boyfriend Ye Ruyan brought back, was also not there.

Ye Bai looked at the name of the guild hall: Yunxi Pavilion.

"Yunxi Pavilion is one of the most prestigious high-end clubs in Jingzhou. Not only are the prices extremely high, but it's also a members-only club. People who are rich but don't have the right to enter are not qualified..."

Han Mengmeng started explaining things to Ye Bai from the side.

As the youngest princess of the Han family, she was familiar with the most upscale entertainment venues in Jingzhou, even though she rarely went there.

"How does this place compare to the Cloud Sky Club?"

Ye Bai's heart stirred, and he suddenly asked.

"Heh, looks like you've been to quite a few places!"

Han Mengmeng's expression became subtle, and she snorted, "Yuntian Club, which claims to let men experience the pleasure of paradise in the clouds, basically none of the people who like to go there are good people, they are all lecherous!"

“Yunxi Pavilion is completely different. It focuses on taste and style, and its level is much higher than Yuntian Club! If you still don’t quite understand, I can give you the simplest example.”

"This is the difference between brothels and entertainment venues in ancient times. Yunqi Pavilion belongs to the former, while Yuntian Club belongs to the latter. In front of the most beautiful courtesan, even the so-called top courtesan is nothing..."

Ye Bai seemed completely oblivious to the fact that Han Mengmeng had also subtly insulted him as a lecherous man. Instead, he nodded in agreement, saying, "You're right, the top courtesan at Yuntian Club is indeed mediocre; she can't even give the guests a blowjob..."

"...You got the top courtesan at Yuntian Club to play the... xiao (a type of vertical flute) for you?"

Han Mengmeng's expression instantly became extremely strange, and her fair and flawless face turned red at this moment, as if she had thought of some terrible scene.

Ye Bai, however, hadn't realized any of this. Instead, he nodded dejectedly and said, "Yeah, when I went last time, I asked them if they knew how to do it, but none of them did. It was really boring."

"So you actually like this kind of thing? How disgusting..."

Han Mengmeng's pretty face turned even redder. She spat lightly, and her slender hand holding the teacup trembled slightly at that moment.

"What's so dirty about playing the flute? You can just wash and wipe it off..."

Ye Bai didn't seem to care. It wasn't like blowing a trumpet; you didn't have to put it in your mouth.

"Um... how about we change the subject?"

Before Ye Bai could finish speaking, Han Mengmeng quickly interrupted him.

There was no way she could resist the increasingly explicit content of their conversations, no matter how indifferent she was.

Fortunately, Ye Bai's attention was still focused on Ye Ruyan and Wang Teng as they entered Yunqi Pavilion, and he did not notice the little princess of the Han family blushing and her heart pounding.

Finally, after drinking another pot of tea, Han Mengmeng recovered.

Seeing Ye Bai still glancing out the window from time to time, looking at Yunxi Pavilion diagonally opposite the teahouse, I couldn't help but ask, "Are you trying to go in and find your sister?"

Ye Bai nodded and said, "That guy surnamed Wang is no good."

If it were someone else, and they had only met a few times and were far from being familiar with each other, it would indeed be very subjective and arbitrary to make such judgments about their character.

But Ye Bai is different.

Everything can deceive, but facial features and destiny cannot.

These things are what they are; the saying "the face reflects the heart" applies here.

Although there seem to be exceptions, such as someone who looks fierce with a face full of menacing features, but is actually a kind-hearted person.

This is indeed not uncommon, but there is a fundamental problem behind it.

A person's appearance and facial features are two completely different things.

Physical appearance is physiological, but facial features belong to the psychological realm.

It's just that most people don't understand feng shui and physiognomy, which is why they often confuse them.

The "face" in "the face reflects the heart" refers to facial features, not physical appearance.

"Then let's just go in and take a look."

Han Mengmeng did not refute Ye Bai's words. She was not familiar with Wang Teng and had never had any liking for this kind of rich and handsome man.

Moreover, she always considered herself to be the most traditional kind of woman, a standard wife who follows her husband's lead.

If a woman's husband thinks someone else has a problem, then that person definitely has a problem.

"Didn't you say that only members can enter? I don't have a membership card."

Ye Bai sighed dejectedly, looking melancholy.

"You don't have what I do, let's go!"

Han Mengmeng smiled, her beauty beyond compare.

Just as Ye Bai and Han Mengmeng were heading towards Yunqi Pavilion, Qin Wanqing, in her office at the Qin Group headquarters, also received a phone call.

"Miss, the young master... the young master and Miss Han... went... went to the guild hall..."