He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

In the dim light, his smile was exceptionally clear, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort. "Have you been here long?"

He sat down next to Siyi, and someone poured him a glass of wine.

He picked it up, took a sip, and leaned closer to Siyi, saying gently, "How is it? Have you met everyone yet? I think you should be familiar with them; they are all well-known lawyers in the legal field."

Because the music was quite loud, Zheng Muyan spoke very close to Siyi.

The hot breath, carrying an unfamiliar masculine scent, hit her. Siyi's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively moved to the side. "Yes, I know them all. Thank you, senior brother."

I could sense the distance in her words.

Zheng Muyan felt somewhat disappointed.

However, he still smiled slightly and said, "Don't mention it." He picked up the drink in front of her and looked at her intently. "Come on, I haven't seen you for several days. Let's have a drink first."

Siyi absentmindedly took a couple of sips of her drink, her mind constantly wandering to Lin Piaoyun.

Finally, unable to sit still any longer, he thought for a moment and made an excuse to leave.

Zheng Muyan was so engrossed in talking that he didn't notice her leaving.

As soon as Siyi left the private room, she called Lin Piaoyun again, but the call still couldn't be connected. She thought about it and felt that something was wrong.

Lin Piaoyun would never act like this before. Recalling what she had just witnessed, she felt increasingly uneasy.

Could Yu Chengfeng be forcing Piaoyun?

Just as she was hesitating and unsure of what to do, a waiter passed by carrying two bottles of red wine. Siyi turned her head and quickly grabbed the waiter, "Um... I'd like to ask, is Jiang Yan... Young Master Yan here tonight?"

These waiters would definitely recognize someone as famous as Jiang Yan Hui.

Just as she expected, the waiter nodded. "Miss, may I ask who you are...?"

Siyi's mind raced, and she quickly said with a smile, "Oh, I'm Yan Shao's friend. He called me at the last minute to ask me to come over, but I forgot the room number."

"Young Master Yan and his group are in VIP room 8, it's the first room after the turn." The waiter didn't seem to suspect anything, after all, everyone knew that Jiang Yan Hui had countless female companions.

Siyi thanked him repeatedly, and only after the waiter had walked away did she head in that direction.

The corridor was brightly lit with colorful lights, and the floor was made of transparent glass. Stepping on it felt like walking on clouds, making one feel uneasy.

Siyi's heart was beating rapidly. How should she get in?

If you encounter Jiang Yan after going inside...

Wait, what does she think Jiang Yan will do? She's going to find Lin Piaoyun, what does that have to do with Jiang Yan?

Yes! She went to find Piaoyun!

She took a deep breath and told herself that she was only going to find Piaoyun, and whoever she met was none of her business.

Thinking about it that way, she felt it made much more sense and walked towards the door of the private room.

The number 8 on the Supreme VIP badge is gleaming gold.

The heavy door shut out all sounds inside, and Siyi didn't give herself a chance to hesitate.

He reached out and pushed open the door to the private room.

As soon as you open the door to the private room, a wave of stuffy heat hits you.

The main lights on the ceiling were off, with only a few colorful neon lights on, and deafening music mingled with the laughter of the crowd.

A half-naked woman stood on the coffee table, performing a lewd dance on a plate dripping with juice, while a chorus of vulgar and loud cheers erupted from below.

Siyi felt a throbbing pain in her temples.

He frowned subconsciously.

The people inside seemed to be having a lot of fun.

So they didn't even notice that the door to the private room had been opened.

She slowly regulated her breathing, scanning the crowd, but didn't see Piaoyun. Instead, she spotted the man sitting at the far end of the sofa—

His light blue shirt was slightly open, his arms were outstretched, and his legs were elegantly crossed.

In the dim light, his handsome face was almost perfect. A woman was just about to bring him a drink when he leaned forward and disappeared into the darkness.

Siyi's breath hitched slightly, and for a moment she felt as if she could sense his innate domineering aura.

Even in such a setting, with a distance between them, they can still create a strong sense of oppression.

She knew that Jiang Yanhui possessed a cold charm that others lacked.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

Someone staggered over and noticed Siyi at the door. He tilted his head and looked her up and down. "Little sister, who are you looking for?"

The air was thick with the smell of alcohol. Siyi held her breath and said, "Excuse me, I need to find Lin Piaoyun."

Who is Lin Piaoyun?

The man was clearly drunk; his eyes were somewhat murky as he stared at Siyi with a lecherous gaze. "I think you're pretty good. What's with all this talk about being high-spirited? How about I take you for a spin later?"

As he spoke, he pretended to be wicked and tried to get closer to Siyi's face.

Siyi felt nauseous and cautiously took two steps back, only to see the man's hand brazenly reaching for her chest.

Her head buzzed, and she knew something was wrong. Before she could even move, her vision blurred again, and then she heard a scream—

"Damn it, who—"

The man's wrist was grabbed halfway out, and he turned pale with pain. He turned around angrily, only to see Jiang Yan standing behind him. He immediately fell silent, "...Young Master Yan?"

"Go in."

Jiang Yan shook off his wrist without even glancing at him, but her usual lazy tone carried a rare hint of sternness.

The man immediately sobered up a bit; he usually followed Jiang Yan Hui around.

Although he didn't say anything more at this moment, his displeasure was clearly visible on his face. He didn't dare to say anything more and ran inside with his tail between his legs.

Siyi pursed her lips and looked at Jiang Yanhui. The door to the private room was closed behind him, and the room's decadence seemed to be isolated from the world.

She took a breath. "I won't thank you for what happened earlier. I'm here to find my friend, someone you know. Ask her to come out."

"Didn't you say we weren't very close?"

Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes, a slow smile curving her lips as she approached her step by step. "Since when have I been able to see everything about your WeChat Moments? Hmm?"

Siyi was a little embarrassed by his words. When she saw him getting closer, she subconsciously took two steps back. However, the aisle was not very wide to begin with, and she was already pressed against the wall after taking a few steps back. Feeling a little uneasy, she opened her mouth and said, "Lin Piaoyun, how could you not know her? You saw her at the Golden Seat last time."