She immediately shrank to Jiang Mian's side, trying to cover herself with her clothes.
Jiang Mian asked in a low voice, "Why are you so scared? Your pretty boy isn't going to eat you."
Lin Qingtong reached out and patted her, telling her to stop talking, and whispered a reminder.
"Call me again after he leaves."
Jiang Mian readily agreed, but after a while, she reminded Lin Qingtong.
"Alright, you can come out now."
Lin Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief, removed the covering from her face, and then froze on the spot.
Shen Tinghe stood in front of her with one hand in his pocket, surrounded by the bright lights of the city, yet he appeared all the more aristocratic amidst it all.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with an unfathomable light.
"Is the bar fun? Do you want me to order a few male models to dance for you?"
At the same time, his gaze swept over the few handsome young men around him.
Lin Qingtong's heart skipped a beat, and she gave an awkward smile as she explained.
"I'm here to see Jiang Mian."
Jiang Mian spoke up casually from one side.
"Why are you so afraid of him? He's just a pretty boy, dump him if you want. I have a more handsome and powerful athlete here! I guarantee you'll like him."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong almost burst into tears, reaching out to grab Jiang Mian's hand and shaking it.
"Don't tell me! He's my boss now. He's the famous Ninth Master of the Shen family, Shen Tinghe!"
Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment and hadn't reacted when Lin Qingtong was grabbed by the wrist by Shen Tinghe, who domineeringly and directly controlled her in his arms.
Shen Tinghe's lazy and indifferent gaze swept over Jiang Mian.
"We have other things to do, so we'll be leaving now."
After Lin Qingtong and Shen Tinghe had walked quite a distance, Jiang Mian's earth-shattering screams and exclamations echoed behind them.
"What?! He's the Ninth Master of the Shen family?!"
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