Song Niannian was drinking in the club.
Ji Chuan doesn't let her use the 10 million to repay Ji's debt, so she can just spend it.
In broad daylight, invite Wu Qing out for a drink.
The entrance fee to the Lan Ning Club is 10 million.
Song Ningning got the 10 million, and she was like spending it like a drizzle.
In City A, Lan Ning is the top one, and the male models here are naturally the best as well.
"Sister, is this your first time here?"
Four handsome male models surrounded Song Niannian and Wu Qing, pouring wine for them and peeling fruit.
"Nian Nian, is this... not good?"
"Your family is not doing well, if you have money, you should pay off your debts first."
When the male model approached Wu Qing, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, her cheeks turned red, and she looked at Song Niannian for help.
Song Niannian, "There's nothing wrong with it. Now that I'm here, I should enjoy myself."
Song Niannian smiled and raised her eyes. She looked at the handsome male model beside her, "Come, pour me a drink."
I don’t know if it was intentional, but this male model looks very similar to Xie Miao in temperament, but he doesn’t have the same stunning beauty as Xie Miao. He can only be considered a low-end version, with only 30% or 40% similarity.
The two of them drank for a whole table, and the male models kept urging them to drink, but Song Niannian drank more than her.
"Brother Xie, Nian Nian is at the club, she's drunk and she said she's married. Do you want to come pick her up?"
There is a certain degree of propriety in clubs.
Someone like Song Niannian, who is good-looking, generous, and seems to be a regular at the club, the male models will definitely not want to miss her.
He coaxed Song Niannian, asked her to add him on WeChat, and sent her to get a room outside.
"Come on, brother, let's go."
Song Niannian's cheeks were flushed, and her elegant and bright face added to her charming beauty. She seemed to be drunk and unconscious, her eyes were blurred. The male model supported her and stumbled out.
"Nian Nian, Nian Nian..."
Wu Qing had the handle in Xie Miao's hand, so when she entered the private room, she sent Xie Miao the information about the club's private room and the situation.
Song Niannian seemed to be trying to get drunk today. Wu Qing didn't drink much, so she quickly chased after him, only to be harassed by other male models...
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Outside the luxurious clubhouse.
The Maybach stopped at the door.
A man wearing a windbreaker and over 1.9 meters tall walked into the club, bringing with him a cold aura.
He was tall, long-legged, and had a godly good looks.
A row of bodyguards followed behind him, as if they were catching a fugitive...
The male model helped Song Niannian out and ran into Ji Chuan coming in.
Ji Chuan's aura was cold and strong, making people dare not look directly at him. He had a sense of dignity. When they met him, the male model supported Song Niannian and quickly moved to the side.
But the cold and noble man stopped right in front of the male model.
"Give her to me."
Song Niannian, "No, I won't go. Brother, brother, I like you, Xie Miao, I like you, come and give me a kiss... come..."
Song Niannian was still drunk and pinched the male model's chin to tease him.
Suddenly, her body felt lighter and she was picked up in the air. However, the person holding her was not so gentle. He carried her into the Maybach and stuffed her directly into the back seat.
"Go home." Ji Chuan's face was very gloomy.
It was like a storm was brewing, and no one dared to provoke it.
Ji Chuan from City A is a well-known figure in the upper-class circles. This time, he actually took a woman away from the club. Needless to say, this news will spread throughout the circle very quickly!
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Song Niannian reeked of alcohol and curled up quietly in the corner like a little animal.
She was wearing a pure white dress, as white and clean as a magnolia flower.
However, everything she did made Ji Chuan break through his understanding of her...
If Song Niannian escapes, she will cuckold him!
This is because he came early. If he had come later, would Song Niannian have already been in another man's bed?
"Xie Miao, I like you. Please don't be so mean to me, okay?"
"Xie Miao..."
Song Niannian suddenly began to murmur. After she got drunk, her voice rang out in the back seat of the Maybach.
Ji Chuan didn’t hear clearly before.
But later, as she spoke, she couldn't help crying. Her whole body twitched slightly, and tears slid down her cheeks beautifully and sank into her collarbone, looking pitiful.
"You are already married!" Ji Chuan heard it clearly and became even more jealous.
"Song Niannian!" He couldn't help but grab Song Niannian's wrist with his big hand, and with a little force, he pulled the woman curled up in the corner over.
Song Niannian bumped into him and fell into his arms.
Even through her suit, her nose still hurt from his strong chest.
But the little bit of wine he drank while pretending to be drunk was also "knocked" away.
Someone pinched her cheeks hard, and when she looked up, her watery eyes met Ji Chuan's deep and beautiful eyes.
"Who am I?" Anger flashed in Ji Chuan's eyes.
He is not a good-tempered person.
It's not meant to be manipulated—
Married a woman who had another man in her heart.
This woman seemed to be approaching him on purpose, wanting to use him to take revenge on her ex-boyfriend?
"Ji, Ji Chuan, what's wrong with you?" Song Niannian responded hoarsely. She was restrained by him and couldn't move, but she still moved backwards.
"Why are you hiding? Since you know I am Ji Chuan, you should know who you are." Ji Chuan sneered.
He raised his hand, and his big hand, with its scorching heat, fell on Song Niannian's waist.
The woman's slender waist seemed to be able to be grasped with one hand in his hand. At this moment, he kneaded her waist and pulled her directly into his lap.
Seeing her trembling, Ji Chuan lowered his head and bit Song Niannian's lips hard.
The smell of alcohol suddenly invaded the space between the two of them from Song Niannian's lips.
Song Niannian could smell Ji Chuan's scent in her breath. That scent, like clear snow, was cold and powerful, almost completely engulfing her...
Even if the two people have had the most intimate thing happen before.
But at this moment, the angry Ji Chuan was like an enraged lion. The oppression he brought made Song Niannian, who was held in his arms, unable to help but soften her body.
She tried to find a gap in his violent kiss, but he took away all her breath.
However, this punishment, as the kiss went on, suddenly changed its taste.
Ji Chuan raised his hand and pressed the barrier in the back seat.
Wantonly playing with...
The explosive desire in his heart was aroused. In the car, Ji Chuan was not so open, but he had no scruples when teasing Song Niannian.
Forcing Song Niannian to make a sound.
By the time the car drove back to the villa, Song Niannian's legs were so weak that she couldn't even get up from Ji Chuan.
"The sir is here," said the driver.
"Yeah." Ji Chuan responded indifferently.
He looked at Song Niannian in his arms.
Song Niannian pursed her lips.
She felt Ji Chuan's thoughts.
He was obviously feeling very uncomfortable, but Ji Chuan's eyes, mixed with longing, were still cold when he looked at her.
He looked superior.
But when Ji Chuan stood up.
Under the trousers, the long legs showed some unsightly but large bulges.
Song Niannian felt balanced at once. Look, she wasn't the only one feeling uncomfortable.
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