Chapter 102: Chapter 92: Come Here
Feng Meiling hails from the Feng family in Beijing, a genuine only daughter who is set to inherit her family’s assets in the future.
Since she was young, she has been influenced by her parents, both inside and outside the circle, and has seen all kinds of people.
At this moment, Feng Meiling is staring at Jiang Ruan with interest; such a low-level excuse of walking into the wrong room, she doesn’t buy it.
This place is what.
The number one club in Beijing.
Moreover, this is Bao Ye’s exclusive booth, everyone who comes here regularly knows that.
How could it be just such a coincidence that she walked into Bao Ye’s booth?
After all, Bao Ye is powerful, handsome, which woman in the entertainment circle would not be moved by him?
Being questioned, Jiang Ruan feels a bit awkward; she purses her lips and looks at the man playing cards at the main seat.
Coincidentally, Bao Ye puts down the cards in his hand, raises his eyes to look over; their eyes meet, and the man’s dark eyes are like black holes, making it hard to discern his true emotions.
Jiang Ruan bites her lip, frustrated in her heart.
Does he recognize her or not?
If he doesn’t, then why did he let her come?
Give him one minute, if he still doesn’t speak, then she’ll leave!
Jiang Ruan’s fingers, hanging by her side, tighten up, just as she hears a noise from the main seat. Her eyes instantly brighten, thinking he is about to speak.
But someone else speaks up first.
"Oh dear, why so fierce, she’s a guest, not to mention such a beautiful lady like Miss Jiang." Si Chen laughs: "Miss Jiang, I quite like you. Those dramas you acted in are wonderful; my niece’s room is filled entirely with your photos."
Feng Meiling’s lips twitched slightly.
Looking at the peacock flirting in front of her.
Her mood suddenly soured.
Like he hasn’t seen a woman in eight lifetimes.
Hmph.
No ambition!
Jiang Ruan gets a bit embarrassed from the praise, her cheeks lightly flushed as she says, "Thank you."
Bao Ye gazes at her shy appearance, his eyes slightly dimming.
"No need to be polite." Si Chen eagerly invites: "Come join us, walking into the wrong booth is also fate, isn’t it? We might as well make friends."
"I’ve always loved making friends..."
Before the sentence is finished, Feng Meiling interjects softly: "Especially girlfriends."
"And they must be those pretty, hot-bodied girlfriends."
The underlying tone is full of displeasure.
"Seriously, Feng Meiling, can’t you stop being sarcastic." Si Chen says: "Am I that kind of person?"
"I’m genuinely trying to make friends, okay?"
"How are you not that kind of person."
Feng Meiling picks up a piece of watermelon and bites into it: "Weren’t you genuine that time?"
Then she looks at Jiang Ruan: "Sister, let me give you a piece of advice, men like him can’t be trusted, he’s notorious in the circle for changing women more often than clothes."
Jiang Ruan doesn’t speak.
Si Chen gets angry: "You!"
"Feng Meiling, don’t be too excessive!"
"You’re ruining my reputation."
"I’m not wrong though."
The two start arguing directly.
Jiang Ruan blinks, looking utterly confused.
But she can sense one thing, these two are a bickering couple, and this beautiful woman with a white tank top and black long hair named Feng Meiling has a heavy tone of jealousy.
A woman’s instinct tells her.
Feng Meiling is jealous.
Jiang Ruan instantly understands their relationship.
The booth is a mess.
At this moment, a man’s deep and magnetic voice rings out, like ice, full of deterrence: "Enough!"
"You’re annoying." Bao Ye scolds, his dark eyes glancing over several people, the black gaze like a sharp blade, filled with the aura of an authoritative figure.
Having fought in the business world of Beijing Circle for many years, his fierce presence is not something these privileged, newly debuted socialites and elite heirs can compare to.
The booth suddenly quiets down.
The people beside him don’t dare to even breathe.
Compared to the Bo family at their peak, their families aren’t worth mentioning.
Si Chen is disgruntled, muttering: "She clearly started this, why blame me..."
Just as he’s muttering, he hears Bao Ye’s commanding voice in his ear: "Come here."