This private club is located in a small western-style building in the city center. In this era, truly rich people will not pursue a private villa near the mountains and rivers. Instead, they live in the city center and are hidden in the city. This low-key luxury can not only show their identity, but also not too silly.: Read novels

Of course, in addition to having a certain amount of financial resources, people who can own small foreign buildings also need to have a contrasting identity. In some places, they can not only be bought with money.

Zhou Xuanji took a taxi and it was past nine o'clock in the evening. The road was quiet and there were no neon lights everywhere. There were just a few street lights on, and there were not even cars passing by, which seemed extremely quiet.

Even further away is the noisy sound in the city center and the bright neon lights. It seems to be isolated from the world. Although it is only a few steps away, it seems to be another world. It is clearly in a downtown city, but it has the smell of a villa outside the country. This is the place where prosperity and serenity coexist.

This four-story western-style building exudes an antique charm, and the bricks and tiles outside carry traces of historical precipitation. This is a century-old building.

Zhou Xuanji stood outside the iron fence, raised his eyebrows and looked inside. At this time, the whole building was brightly lit, but the noisy sound did not come out, showing that the people inside were of high quality.

He did not hide it. After all, Zhao Lengyue agreed to pick him up at the door. He naturally understood what Zhao Lengyue meant. With his ability, if he forced himself into it, no one could stop him, but that would be a real trouble.

After Zhao Lengyue led him in, no matter how hard he tried, the organizer would only treat it as a conflict among the people. No matter who it was, he would give Zhao Lengyue some face. There were not many people in this world who could let Mr. Zhao personally welcome him into the door.

As soon as Zhou Xuanji stood still, Zhao Lengyue, dressed in white, appeared. He pulled the iron door open with his own hands, grabbed Zhou Xuanji's arm and walked inside, whispering as he walked: "You are finally here. Actually, it's not that I don't want to help Xiao Qiong, but that this is not good for her. If this matter is spread, it will always have some impact on her reputation. I don't care. Anyway, my reputation is just like that."

These words are quite traits of Mr. Zhao. He is a romantic person. If he spared no effort to help Xiao Qiong, then when he was transferred to the outside world with his identity, he would definitely regard Xiao Qiong as the kind of woman who took the opportunity to rise. Zhou Xuanji's reputation was not obvious, so he would not have any scruples in this regard.

Zhou Xuanji nodded, his expression still calmly. Finally, he asked softly: "What is the situation inside now?"

"Three people, one is rich, one is powerful, and the other is powerful. The three people are a little drunk. With this little drunkenness, they all want to pursue Xiao Qiong, but Xiao Qiong did not agree. However, some of them are a little obsessed with it and want to touch her." Zhao Lengyue whispered.

While talking, the two walked through the garden and walked into a long corridor, with dim lights dotted on both sides of the corridor. Several Western oil paintings hung on the walls, mostly characters and still lifes, and matched just right, demonstrating the taste of the owner here.

When we walked through the corridor, there was a wooden door in front of us. Two waiters stood at the door and saw Zhao Lengyue and Zhou Xuanji. They opened the rather spacious door at the same time.

Zhou Xuanji and Zhao Lengyue stepped into the hall one after another, and their eyes suddenly became clear.

It is completely different from the vicissitudes of life outside, the inside of the house is full of modern elements, crystal chandeliers, European decoration designs, and LCD displays.

There is a lot of space here, but not many people at the cocktail party. The hall of more than 200 square meters only accommodates about sixty people, most of whom sit on the sofa and chat, or a few people form a group to chat about secret topics.

Zhou Xuanji attracted the attention of many people as soon as he came in, because Zhao Lengyue actually came in behind him, and the person who could be greeted by Zhao Lengyue himself was extraordinary.

After looking around for a week, Zhou Xuanji discovered that Xiao Qiong was sitting on the sofa on the far left. The lights were dim and he could only see someone sitting hazy, but he couldn't see the face clearly. However, Zhou Xuanji had no problem. His eyes fell directly on Xiao Qiong.

Today, she was wearing a big red dress with a slanted shoulder style, which looked bright and magnificent, and was quite perfect with her round and smooth beauty.

Beside her, a man in his thirties was sitting, wearing a pair of glasses, a plaid shirt with linen trousers, his face turned red at this time, and he was talking about something there.

Not far from her, two men were staring at her, one with a big belly, she was not old and had a bit of calmness, but there was a strong sense of possessiveness in her eyes. The other was a dark-skinned man with a beard and a hooked nose, and a kind of unruly aura between her. In Zhou Xuanji's eyes, he had a slight bloody aura on his body, and it was obvious that he had never killed anyone.

These two people sat openly and were not all the same people, but judging from their temperament, they were obviously people with some identities.

After tidying up his clothes, Zhou Xuanji walked happily.

When he came, he changed his clothes and did not wear shorts and vests. In such an occasion, he had to follow certain rules, which could not only hit the other person in the face, but also not let the other person find any fault.

A clean casual dress with a pair of white casual shoes set off his vicissitudes, which has a unique demeanor and a sense of calmness.

After stepping into the hall, Zhou Xuanji did not stop and walked straight towards Xiao Qiong. As he walked out, he waved his hand behind him, indicating that Zhao Lengyue would not have to get involved in this matter anymore.

Xiao Qiong noticed Zhou Xuanji's figure very much. A complicated expression flashed across her face, and then looked at Zhou Xuanji in a daze. At this time, he was obviously a little different. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was cynical, but it was denied that this made him look attractive.

Standing in front of her, Zhou Xuanji's eyes were a bit burning and sharp. Although Xiao Qiong's body was hidden in the dim light, the bright feeling was not diminished, like a dark lotus.

Xiao Qiong raised his eyebrows and looked at him, trying to maintain the charm and taste he usually has, but as he looked at him, he couldn't help but lower his head slightly.

Just as the man beside her was about to say something, Zhou Xuanji sat directly between him and Xiao Qiong, and his other hand wrapped around her waist.

This action made the person who noticed the situation here change his face. The man in glasses stood up and snorted at Zhou Xuanji: "Who are you? He hugged him in such an occasion. Do you think this is your place? Believe it or not, I'll ask someone to deal with you now?"

Zhou Xuanji smiled faintly. For him, he actually made this move just to draw other people's eyes on him, so that no one would bother Xiao Qiong again, that was enough.

Zhou Xuanji sighed indifferently when the man with glasses, and then whispered in Xiao Qiong's ear: "Sorry, I've made you suffer! But, I won't do this again in the future!" To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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