29: 30, a color of decadence 29: 30, a color of decadence After hanging up the phone, An Xiaoyu glanced at Shen Yufeng.
“I have something to do.
“What is it?” Shen Yufeng lifted his lips, asking calmly.
“To pick someone up.”
What’s your relationship with them?”
This time, Shen Yufeng’s expression changed slightly.
An Xiaoyu’s eyelid twitched.
She was not his wife, why did he care so much?
Still, she answered truthfully: “My stepfather’s son!”
Shen Yufeng’s gaze darkened further.
After a moment, he spoke softly, “It’s unsafe for you to go out alone at night. Fresh chapters posted on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
A night bright with lights.
The sound of an engine sped forth, accompanied by a silvery car silhouette, a sedan stopped at the entrance of Caesar Club.
The pleasing engine sound wasn’t enough; what’s more, this car…
was just too damn ostentatious!
A vintage design, sleek bodywork, meticulously chosen materials, its texture like a piece of art, instantly attracted many gazes.
“Oh my, an Aston Martin Lagonda Taraf, over eight million…
“Who’s this wealthy guy?
We gotta see for ourselves…”
Outside, the parking attendants busied themselves taking photos to send to their peers, while inside the car, An Xiaoyu said to Shen Yufeng, “Thank you for driving me here, I can go in by myself.”
Please, the car Shen Yufeng drove was already flashy and conspicuous, she didn’t want to be the center of attention any further.
“I’ll wait for you outside!” Shen Yufeng insisted.
Well, since Shen Yufeng was willing to act as a free chauffeur, why not take advantage of it?
Following the address given by the waiter, An Xiaoyu found the private room where Chu Mucheng was located.
Upon entering the room, An Xiaoyu almost choked.
The room was filled with a strong smell of smoke and the heavy scent of alcohol, making it hard to breathe.
Looking around secretly, An Xiaoyu finally spotted Chu Mucheng lying on the sofa.
He seemed to have really gotten drunk, his entire body sprawled on the sofa, a few buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his toned chest, which under the dim lighting of the room, carried a bit of a decadent air.
An Xiaoyu frowned as she got a clear view of Chu Mucheng’s face.
At this moment, his eyes were closed, as if he had sunk into a deep sleep.
In this state, he lost the fierce look he usually had in her presence and the domineering aura he usually carried.
He looked heavily burdened.
Honestly speaking, Chu Mucheng was also… very good-looking, which is why so many girls liked him, comparable to moths drawn to flame.
Since middle school, An Xiaoyu had witnessed Chu Mucheng’s charm.
Back then, many girls liked Chu Mucheng, and there were even those who asked her to deliver love letters to him.
However, those letters that passed through her hands never got a glance from Chu Mucheng; he tore them apart immediately.
Thus later on, when more girls asked her to deliver love letters, she could only firmly refuse.
Knowing he was ruthless and fickle, changing girlfriends as if flipping through a book… yet so many girls still recklessly charged forward!
Women always harbored dreams, thinking they could be the last woman for that man!
Look at Chu Mucheng’s current state!
From her perspective, he appeared utterly debauched, but to those women who liked him… it definitely seemed pitiful!
An Xiaoyu furrowed her brows, why did this guy get himself drunk to oblivion for no reason?
“Chu Mucheng, wake up!”
An Xiaoyu kicked his leg, and Chu Mucheng lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes.
I came to take you home!”
Instantly, those eyes clouded with haziness flashed a touch of brightness.