But when thinking about facing that master from the Su Family, Assistant Lin felt a scratchy uneasiness.
The reason President Bao is coming to the "Qin Land Club" today is for an important meeting.
This meeting was to discuss the affairs of "Jianjia Alley." It should be noted that President Bao has been paying attention to that area for years. Seeing that he finally set up a meeting with the Eldest Young Master of the Meng Family, it was all wasted because of Miss An.
The ancients said beauty ruins nations, and they weren’t wrong! Assistant Lin sighed.
After everyone left, only An Yin and Bao Shaojin remained, with two rows of attendants standing not far away.
Just as An Yin was about to head towards the private room where Su Yifeng was, her mind went blank, and no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t recall the room number the attendant had mentioned earlier.
"Do you remember which room number the senior is in?" An Yin asked weakly.
As she raised her eyes, her cheeks flushed red, much like the evening clouds of late autumn, lighting up the whole sky.
"V23," Bao Shaojin’s voice was deep.
"Oh." An Yin wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Bao Shaojin began to walk, and An Yin eagerly followed.
She wasn’t familiar with the place. From the moment she entered, the "Qin Land Club" felt overwhelmingly opulent and grandiose to her.
She had been to Bao Cheng’s "Lie Flat Club" before, and she thought that was already very upscale. However, after stepping into the "Qin Land Club," her perception was completely changed. Everywhere she stepped, there were expensive carpets, and in every corner, exquisite jade statues that were undoubtedly valuable. It could be described in four words, "extremely luxurious"—extraordinary in every way.
An Yin noticed that every time Bao Shaojin passed by the attendants, they respectfully addressed him, "Mr. Bao."
"Are you really impressive? Why does everyone recognize you?" An Yin wasn’t one to hide her thoughts. As soon as she realized she had spoken her mind, it was too late; she didn’t dare to breathe, waiting silently for the man’s reaction.
She asked very directly, and Bao Shaojin heard clearly.
No one had ever dared to question him so openly!
Bao Shaojin had never contemplated this question, but furrowing his brows, he gave an ambiguous answer, "More impressive than your boyfriend."
An Yin, "..." How speechless! How did the topic shift to "boyfriend" again? An Yin thought, chatting with him was really dull!
Seeing her gloomy silence, Bao Shaojin assumed the young girl was displeased, and perhaps she thought Bao Cheng was more impressive in her heart.
In the middle of the broad corridor, heart-shaped crystal lights sparkled, casting vibrant hues. An Yin was so mesmerized by the scene before her that her steps unconsciously slowed. Her eyes widened, gazing upwards without blinking, as if she was being immersed in a world of dreamlike colors.
Seeing her so enchanted by the view, Bao Shaojin also slowed his pace.
Young girls are always drawn to colorful things.
Earlier, she watched a fireworks show with a boy, and that boy confessed to her. Thinking about this, Bao Shaojin’s eyes narrowed slightly. The young girl was indeed charming, always accompanied by a male every time he met her!
She was dating Bao Cheng yet was tangled with other men...
Thinking of this, Bao Shaojin’s face gradually darkened.
"This is V18, so V23 must be nearby,"
An Yin suddenly spoke up joyfully, breaking Bao Shaojin’s brooding, "Mm."
Was she so happy because she could see that man named Su Yifeng? Bao Shaojin pondered.
An Yin realized that this floor felt like a maze; they had been walking for so long and still couldn’t find where Su Yifeng was located, and her feet began to feel a bit sore.
Suddenly, An Yin remembered something, hesitantly glancing at the side profile of the man.
"Do you have something to say?" Bao Shaojin seemed to see through her mind.
"Is your hand better?" An Yin asked softly and gently, her voice tinged with a bit of nervousness.
"It’s better," Bao Shaojin replied.
There was still a faint scar on the back of his hand. Aunt Zhang often advised him to apply scar-removal ointment, which he firmly refused.
Since childhood, he was a perfectionist. In the past, if he could remove the scar, he would certainly comply. Yet, when Aunt Zhang approached him with the ointment that day, he instinctively said, "Take it away; this small injury is nothing," dismissing her.
Reflecting on it now, he still found it unbelievable.
The injured hand was tightly clenched, and as the force increased, the scar felt a slight tautness, not painful, just a bit tingling.
"That’s good then!" An Yin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his words.
His injured hand was on the other side, and An Yin couldn’t see how it was healing. Since he said it was better, she believed it must be true.
"We’re here," Bao Shaojin looked steadily at the room number not far away.
The man she was looking for was inside!
"Really?" An Yin said, following his gaze. The room number clearly read: V23!
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Attendants stood on both sides of the room door. When they glanced at the man behind the young girl, they looked shocked and addressed him collectively, "Mr. Bao!"
The attendants did not expect Mr. Bao to come to an ordinary private room.
Bao Shaojin, expressionless, "How many people are inside?"
"Only Young Master Su is inside. He said he doesn’t want to be disturbed by anyone," the attendant answered cautiously.
"Open the door," Bao Shaojin commanded.
The two attendants exchanged glances, and then without hesitation, opened the door to the private room.
Every customer has their own privacy, so it’s certainly inappropriate to intrude into someone else’s room. However, if the one intruding is Mr. Bao, they must follow his orders.
The attendants were quite sensible.
Bao Shaojin stepped inside, with An Yin walking beside him.
An Yin found that the private room where Su Yifeng was located was quite spacious, and the environment inside was distinctive. Not only were there luxurious furniture and comfortable sofas, but paintings also adorned the walls, and every detail within the private room exuded taste and style.
In the soft ambiance of the lighting, An Yin saw a person sprawled on the sofa.
The room buzzed with fast-paced music, stirring one’s blood as if the whole body was dancing, stimulating the mind and adding to the liveliness.
Bao Shaojin, usually sharp, saw the person on the sofa, and his dark eyes turned a shade darker.
That face—Bao Shaojin had seen it before, so his name was Su Yifeng!
He had accompanied the young girl in the hospital, watched fireworks with her, boldly confessed to her, and even came to the hospital to pick her up when she was discharged...
The number of times he encountered them was enough to show how close their relationship was. Bao Shaojin’s gaze deepened.
These were things Bao Cheng was supposed to do with the young girl, yet this man did them!
This young man was being presumptuous, wasn’t he? Not taking the Bao Family into account at all? Bao Shaojin advanced steadily, standing by the sofa with his tall figure, his injured hand clenched tightly, making his fist harden instantly.
An Yin stood behind Bao Shaojin, unable to see his face. When he moved forward, she obediently followed.