The club’s attendant directly led the four of them to the innermost private room and said, "Miss Shen, this is the exclusive room reserved for you by Mr. Shen at our establishment. Soon, there will be dedicated attendants to serve you and your friends. You can have a seat for now, and should you need anything, feel free to let our staff know."
Having said that, the attendant then left the room and helped to close the door behind them.
As soon as the door of the private room was shut, Yan Xiaoyue couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow, this place is way too luxurious!" She then eagerly ran over to the sofa area and sat down.
The sofa she sank into was obviously not cheap. Indeed, the pleasures of the rich were beyond their imagination.
Fang Jing also couldn’t help but look around and nod in agreement.
This was their first time in such a place.
This must be the kind of life truly wealthy people enjoyed!
Before long, a knock came from the door, and a line of attendants carrying food and drinks entered. After placing the items on the coffee table in the room, they filed out in an orderly manner.
The last to leave was a young and handsome guy.
He slightly bowed to Shen Weiyi and the others, saying, "The club has offered these fruits and drinks to our guests. I am your dedicated attendant, here to serve the patrons of this particular room. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to call me." Having said that, he moved to the door to stand guard, his uniform making him look broad-shouldered and long-legged, quite a sight for sore eyes.
It has to be said, the owner of this club really knew how to read their customers’ minds.
Then, turning to Fang Jing, he said, "She used the senior’s phone to message me."
Fang Jing, seated in the private room, felt somewhat uncomfortable as she asked, "Should we really go over?"
"Of course we’re going," Yan Xiaoyue declared loudly. "You’re dressed so beautifully today; you have to show them. It’s not that you’re not good enough; they’re just not on your level."
"But, I’m a little nervous."
"What’s there to be afraid of? We’re here. If it really comes down to it, we’ll go in with you."
"Thanks, you guys," Fang Jing said gratefully, but in the end, she decided to go by herself.
After asking the attendant for the location of the other private room, Fang Jing mustered up her courage to approach the door, just about to knock when suddenly, a voice from behind her called out, "Jingjing?"
Fang Jing was startled for a moment, then turned around and looked at the young man in front of her, forcibly tugging at the corners of her lips and saying, "Senior."
The latter stared at her for a while, his eyes filled with an indescribable complexity as he said, "You look... very beautiful today!"
"Thank you!" Normally, she would have been very pleased to receive such a compliment, but in that moment, as they looked at one another, all she felt was a deep, sour ache.
He was just about to say more when suddenly the door to the private room opened from the inside.
A figure stepped out, immediately going forwards to take the young man’s hand and saying, "Why not come in? Everyone’s waiting." After speaking, she looked up and noticed Fang Jing at the door for the first time.
Her gaze fell on Fang Jing, taking her in, and then with a mix of jealousy and disbelief, she said, "You’re Fang Jing."
"That’s me!" Fang Jing nodded.
The girl couldn’t help but frown deeply.
How did she not remember Fang Jing looking before?
She then looked at the young man beside her with wariness, seeing that his gaze was still fixed on Fang Jing, and she couldn’t help but curse inwardly, "Slut." Annoyed, she grabbed her boyfriend’s arm tightly and then said coldly, "Let’s go in!"
With that, she took the lead, pulling the young man through the door.