Chapter 101: Chapter 91: It Seems No One Here Knows You
The bodyguard whispered, "Tianyan Club."
Jiang Ruan had heard of this club, where only the elite and wealthy of Beijing could afford to spend. It was said to be extremely intricate, and the owner’s background was rumored to be very powerful.
At the entrance of the club, the bodyguard opened the door, and Jiang Ruan got out of the car.
Her eyes were immediately drawn to the opulent and luxurious European-style architecture, estimated to be over a hundred stories tall, exuding grandeur—it truly was the most lavish club in all of Beijing.
Jiang Ruan withdrew her astonished gaze and followed the bodyguard inside. The deeper she went, the more finely adorned women she saw, making her feel increasingly relieved.
Luckily, she had quickly put on some makeup on the way.
She wasn’t afraid of looking ugly without makeup.
But in such settings, a refined makeup could boost her confidence much more.
At the door of the private room, the bodyguard pushed open the door and simultaneously stopped, "Miss Jiang, please."
The door was opened to a forty-five degree angle, and the noise inside spilled out, including the sound of mahjong tiles.
Bao Ye plays mahjong too?
How did she not know?
Since she was already here, having been in the entertainment industry for so long, Jiang Ruan knew that not being stage-shy was a basic quality.
She walked in wearing high heels, and the people in the private room all looked up, their eyes curiously observing the newcomer.
At one glance, Jiang Ruan saw Bao Ye seated at the head, his brows lowered, holding a mahjong tile, calmly arranging the tiles.
His every move exuded an aura.
Sitting there, he was the master.
He wasn’t wearing the black suit from the morning, but a striking purple embroidered dragon silk shirt, the collar open, accentuating his noble face, which made his excellent temperament stand out even more.
The sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, revealing arms with smooth lines, the subtly protruding veins adding to his wildness.
There were three other men sitting at the table with him, all appearing to be in their twenties.
Beside each man was a particularly well-dressed, sophisticated girl.
Jiang Ruan took a general look; they were likely all Beijing socialites, each wearing top-tier jewelry from various luxury brands.
If not, they were high-caliber girlfriends.
As Jiang Ruan was assessing them, they took in every detail of her as well.
An interesting voice then emerged.
"Tsk, really strange."
Si Chen: "Why do I feel like this young lady looks familiar, as if I’ve seen her somewhere before?"
"Are there any beauties in all of Beijing you, Young Master Si, haven’t seen?" teased the woman in a white strappy top and long straight black hair behind Si Chen. "Even if you think she’s pretty and want to chat her up, at least come up with a fresher excuse. How can you use such a low-level pick-up line without shame?"
"Get lost, I’m being serious."
"When are you ever not serious? Do you think I believe you?"
"Can’t you go a day without contradicting me?"
"Yeah, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t get on your nerves."
The two bickered.
Si Chen gritted his teeth in anger, suddenly reacting, "I remember now, she’s Jiang Ruan, the girl who’s been particularly famous in the entertainment industry these last couple of years."
"She’s also starred in several dramas, do you guys recall?"
"Oh, now that you mention it, I do have some impression," someone chimed in.
"I told you so, she looks familiar."
Si Chen glared at the girl with long straight black hair, Feng Meiling: "Do you have anything to say now?"
"I told you, I wasn’t lying."
Feng Meiling pursed her lips, "How would I know? Besides, I don’t usually pay attention to entertainment industry stuff."
"Tch, that’s just you being ignorant."
Feng Meiling rolled her eyes, "Can’t be bothered with you."
"But why is she here?"
Feng Meiling said, glancing at Jiang Ruan several times, thinking that this girl was indeed quite beautiful.
Not the kind of common beauty, but the kind that is untainted by the mundane, a very pure look, bright eyes and white teeth, resembling a student.
Feng Meiling raised a brow, such features certainly stirred up a man’s protective instincts the most.
"Did any of you invite her?"
The few people beside shook their heads in denial, all said they didn’t know her.
It was even less possible for Si Chen.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have failed to recognize her.
At this point, Feng Meiling smiled and kindly asked Jiang Ruan, "Is it Miss Jiang Ruan? Have you come to the wrong room?"
"It seems like none of us here know you."