Zhang Fan was no fool; how could he not see through the kimono-clad woman's scheme?
He had witnessed everything that happened last night, from the woman's initial silence to the address she finally revealed, and he had his own calculations in mind.
Last night, when the woman in the kimono initially gritted her teeth and refused to reveal any information about the person behind her, Zhang Fan did not rush to press her for details.
Play slowly, feel slowly, and she will gradually start talking, gradually breaking down her psychological defenses.
Finally, after a flicker of hesitation in the woman's eyes, she took the initiative to speak and gave an address.
At that moment, Zhang Fan sneered inwardly. He knew that this was nothing more than a bait thrown out by the woman to protect herself, trying to lead him into a trap.
Zhang Fan, on the contrary, observed the woman's every subtle movement and change in expression with even greater composure.
For Zhang Fan, last night's pleasure was nothing more than a minor episode in this contest.
At this moment, recalling everything that happened last night, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile with amusement.
He knew that the woman in the kimono was being too naive, thinking she could send him to his death with just an address.
Zhang Fan already had a plan in mind regarding the place the woman mentioned.
He knew that there must be a master hidden there, but that was precisely the purpose of his trip.
I need to go and meet those masters someday to see just how capable they are.
But he also understood that he couldn't act rashly and had to find the best time and method to ensure his safety.
Zhang Fan's eyes gleamed with calmness and wisdom.
It was so memorable; I haven't had a meal like this in a long time.
Everything is under my control.
Not long after.
Zhang Fan pushed open the heavy, carved door of the bar, as if stepping into a bizarre and fantastical world.
Located in the city's most bustling area, this bar attracts celebrities and socialites from all walks of life with its unparalleled luxury and mystery.
The lintel is inlaid with dazzling LED light strips, changing colors like the most dazzling galaxy in the night sky, leading every visitor into a world of extravagance and debauchery.
Upon entering, a scent of high-end perfume mixed with a faint hint of alcohol wafts towards you, instantly captivating you.
Exquisite crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, each one like a work of art straight out of a fairy tale, radiating a soft and warm light that decorates the entire space with both elegance and modernity.
The walls are covered with dark, vintage wallpaper with intricate European patterns that are faintly visible, which complements the soft cashmere carpet on the floor, making every step resonate with aristocratic elegance.
Zhang Fan looked around and saw the bartenders behind the bar dressed in custom-made white suits and top hats, skillfully swirling various glasses as if performing a silent ritual.
Meanwhile, the customers scattered in various corners were either chatting quietly or sipping drinks, each immersed in their own world, enjoying this rare tranquility and indulgence.
Just then, a waitress dressed in a sexy outfit walked towards them, and her appearance instantly caught Zhang Fan's attention.
The waitress was wearing a tight-fitting black dress that reached just to her knees, outlining her graceful figure.
The dress is adorned with tiny silver sequins that shimmer captivatingly under the lights.
She wore a thin belt of the same color around her waist, studded with a few small diamonds, which added a touch of elegance and charm.
Her neckline was slightly open, revealing her slender collarbone and delicate skin, which made people's imaginations run wild.
Her long hair was carefully styled into a bun, revealing a face with exquisite makeup. A perfectly timed smile played on her lips, neither overly enthusiastic nor impolite. She looked like a lady who had stepped out of an old-fashioned oil painting, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Sir, do you have a reservation?" Her voice was clear and melodious, with a hint of gentleness that made Zhang Fan feel inexplicably comfortable.
“Yes, my surname is Zhang. Someone asked me to meet here,” Zhang Fan replied, somewhat surprised that Wen Xi would choose such a luxurious place to meet him. This was completely unexpected.
It should be noted that Wenxi has always kept a low profile and rarely frequents such glamorous places, let alone conducts business in such an environment.
It seems that this matter is of great importance, forcing even the usually cautious Wenxi to make a change.
The waitress smiled and nodded, leading Zhang Fan through the crowd towards a private room deep inside the bar.
Along the way, Zhang Fan noticed that every detail here revealed extraordinary taste, from the abstract art paintings hanging on the walls to the rare green plants placed in the corners, all of which demonstrated the bar owner's unique vision and profound cultural background.
Just as Zhang Fan was immersed in admiring the environment, his gaze was suddenly drawn to two familiar figures in front of him.
That was Liu Wanqing. She was wearing a well-tailored red dress, the hem of which swayed gently, as fiery and dazzling as a flame.
Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few stray strands gently brushing her cheeks, adding a touch of unintentional charm to her appearance.
Her makeup was understated yet exquisite, and her slightly parted red lips seemed ready to tell a moving story.
Beside her stood Wenwen, wearing a soft pink coat over a simple white dress, retaining both girlish innocence and mature feminine charm.
Her smile was warm and bright, like a ray of sunshine in spring, easily illuminating everything around her.
Zhang Fan was a little surprised to see them. He wondered if they were up to some kind of trickery again.
I never expected to meet them here, and I never expected them to appear in my sight in such a stunning way.
Especially Wenwen, whose appearance reminded Zhang Fan of the scene in that small shop before, the excitement of that moment still vivid in his mind.
As Liu Wanqing and Wenwen walked into a private room, Zhang Fan was filled with curiosity.
What day is it today? Are they having some kind of party here? Is it a secret party among the sisters, or a business meeting with some important person?
Of course, it's more likely they're plotting against me; that bitch has never considered giving up on targeting me.
Guided by the waitress, Zhang Fan finally arrived at his private room.
Pushing open the door, an even more intense atmosphere of luxury wafts out.
The private room was decorated like a small palace, with valuable oil paintings hanging on the walls and a carved round table in the center, covered with a white tablecloth and set with exquisite tableware and fresh flowers.
Under the soft lighting, the entire private room appeared both warm and elegant.
Not long after Zhang Fan sat down, Wen Xi pushed open the door and entered.
She wore a simple yet tasteful black suit, with a calm smile on her face, but her eyes revealed a hint of nervousness that was not easily detected.
He nodded slightly when he saw Zhang Fan.
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