She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

As soon as Fang Li entered the private room, Wen Yang noticed that something was wrong with her.

"What's wrong? You look terrible."

Fang Li sat down without saying a word, picked up the wine glass beside her and took a big gulp. The cold wine went down her throat and only then did she manage to suppress the anger in her chest.

"It's nothing, I just ran into a scoundrel after using the restroom."

"Rogue?" Wen Yang frowned. "Did he bully you?!"

Seeing her face turn cold, as if she was about to go out to find someone, Fang Li shook her head: "No, it was just a small incident, it's already been resolved."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure." Fang Li chuckled. "What, are you afraid I'll just swallow my anger and let others bully me?"

"You didn't?"

Fang Li: "...Can't you be a little more confident in me?"

“Okay.” Wen Yang went along with it and continued to press, “Then tell me what that person looks like, and whether he did anything outrageous.”

"I swear, I really didn't."

Fang Li sighed and took a sip of her wine: "He just stopped me from asking for my phone number."

Upon hearing this, the seriousness in Wen Yang's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a teasing tone: "So... you were hit on?"

Fang Li: "......"

"Wow, Fang Xiaoli, we've only been in Beijing for a few days, and you've already had so many people trying to hit on you and ask for your phone number."

Wen Yang leaned closer with great interest: "Do you remember that male model club we went to in Haicheng?"

Fang Li's ears turned red, and she subconsciously looked at Liu Nian opposite her.

Finding that the other person was listening intently to the two of them whispering in each other's ears, she quickly nudged Wen Yang and said, "Why did you suddenly bring this up?"

"That handsome guy named Xia Yang, the one who kept pestering you to drink with him that night, he even asked me yesterday what you've been busy with lately and when you'd have time to visit them again."

Wen Yang smiled knowingly: "How about it, should I give him your number too, so we can cast a wide net and observe more closely?"

"Wen Yang!"

"Oh, don't be shy. Adult men and women should give each other a chance. Who knows, it might just lead to a wonderful relationship!"

She looked at Fang Li with flirtatious eyes, while Fang Li had no words to express her suffering.

I thought to myself, is she just shy?

Does she even know that because she insisted on going to that damn male model club, she still has a heavy weight on her heart?

She's married, after all; if Han Xi finds out...

"Anyway, you're not allowed to mention this again, and I will absolutely never go to a place like that with you again."

"So heartless?"

Fang Li said seriously, "That's just how heartless I am."

The two men were locked in a fierce battle, staring at each other as if trying to gain the upper hand through their gazes.

Liu Nian shook his head helplessly and watched the battle quietly.

Suddenly, a commotion arose in the outer corridor.

The voices of men and women mingled together, accompanied by the sound of scattered footsteps, and soon a few sobs were added.

Wen Yang's attention was instantly diverted.

"What's going on? Is someone fighting?"

As she spoke, she got up, walked over quietly, and opened the door a crack to peek out.

in the corridor.

Several people, both men and women, were standing not far away.

Most of them looked relaxed, leaning against the door frame or the wall, chatting in twos and threes as if watching a play.

The woman in the middle has bright makeup, a petite figure, and is dressed elegantly.

She was looking down as if she was crying, and a girl who looked a little younger was casually comforting her.

"I never expected that Young Master Lu would be that kind of person. I thought he had already made things clear with you, but it turns out you two haven't."

The woman stared in astonishment: "Miss Han!"

Han Shiyu apologized slightly, "Okay, I misspoke. But aren't you afraid that Young Master Lu will be angry if you come here so angrily?"

A flicker of nervousness crossed the woman's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger: "What am I afraid of? He's the one who wronged me. I'm the one who should be angry!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Han Shiyu's eyes.

Big breasts but no brains, stupid as a pig, and she really thinks she's something special.

Lu Jie was not the kind of man who could be manipulated by her.

This woman dared to embarrass Lu Jie here; it seems her good days are numbered.

Han Shiyu chuckled: "So you've come to ask Young Master Lu for an explanation?"

The woman paused in her sobs, and a clear lack of confidence flickered in her eyes.

She's asking Lu Jie for an explanation; she's asking for trouble!

She wiped away her tears, her gaze sweeping angrily across the crowd: "I'm here to find that woman! She must have seduced Young Master Lu! I want to see what kind of vixen dares to steal my man from Duan Xin behind my back!"

Han Shiyu remained silent, a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

Duan Xin thought she was worried about Lu Jie, so she quickly pleaded, "Shiyu, just tell me where she is. I promise I'll resolve this quickly and won't involve you."

Han Shiyu sneered inwardly, but pretended to be troubled on the surface: "I can tell you, but I also have to advise you that you'd better resolve this privately. If you make a scene in public and anger Young Master Lu, I won't be able to help you then."

Duan Xin naturally knew Lu Jie's temperament.

Having followed Lu Jie for over a month, how could she not know that Lu Jie dislikes immature women the most?

But knowing this is one thing, when a new enemy appears, how can she just stand by and watch it develop?

Although Lu Jie is a scoundrel, he is handsome and rich, and as long as you don't anger him, he is exceptionally generous.

Duan Xin didn't want to lose such a high-quality sugar daddy, so she had to nip those women who were eyeing her in the bud.

She forced herself to calm down and replied, "Don't worry, I won't. I'm just going to take a look."

......

Wen Yang was watching the commotion outside when she saw the younger woman suddenly point in their direction, and then the woman who was wiping away tears turned around sharply and looked in their direction.

She was startled and quickly closed the door to the private room.

Fang Li was discussing with Liu Nian the follow-up procedures for the studio.

I was startled by her.

"what happened?"

Wen Yang, feeling guilty, said, "I think I've been discovered."

Fang Li remained silent.

Liu Nian couldn't help but shake her head: "I told you to come and join in the fun, so hurry back or someone will come knocking on your door to cause trouble."

It was meant as a joke, but no sooner had the words left her lips than the door to the private room behind Wen Yang was actually pushed open forcefully.

Wen Yang, who was slightly uneasy just a second ago, became wary the moment she saw the person who came.

"What are you doing?!" she asked.

Duan Xin ignored her completely, carrying her new Dior handbag, and strode in.

His arrogant gaze swept around the room before quickly locking onto Fang Li.

"That's you!"

"You...know me?" Fang Li was still clueless.

She looked blankly at Liu Nian and Wen Yang, then at the crowd of people blocking the door of the private room behind Duan Xin to watch the commotion.

"Sorry, I don't know you. You've mistaken me for someone else."

Her indifferent tone instantly ignited Duan Xin's anger.

"A misunderstanding? You dare to seduce someone else's boyfriend in public and you still have the nerve to say it's a misunderstanding!"