"I feel like she's quite a loner, and doesn't seem to have many friends."
"Look, even people like us were invited up by her."
The woman in a gorgeous dress looked arrogant, "What does that mean?"
"It means we are famous and influential. We are one of the most famous ladies in this circle."
In the end, Bo Ye looked over and said with a hint of anger, "What are you guys talking about?"
Bo Yuyuan often came to Zuimenglongge, and many times she came alone.
Almost every time, you can see the beautiful Wen Chumo wearing a cheongsam sitting at the antique bar.
The two became familiar with each other.
Until yesterday,
Wen Chumo invited her to attend his birthday party, and she found out that the owner of Zuimeng Longge was Wen Chumo.
"What the hell is this circle of noble ladies? I think it's just a bunch of gossipers who slander people with empty words."
The noble lady was scolded and her face turned red with anger.
I opened my mouth and was about to curse,
His eyes were filled with shock, and the ferocious look on his face was replaced by a smile.
"It's you, Master Bo Ye!"
Bo Yuyuan took her father's arm and said, "Father, let's go. Don't ruin Sister Chu Mo's birthday party."
After they left,
"Tsk, you know what's so magical about it, is it just that your musical skills are higher?"
"I'm dying of laughter. Look, these are the only people Wen Chumo has as friends?"
"What are you barking about?" Wen Chumo stroked the railing with her hand. She was wearing a red dress that swayed gently with her steps.
The smile on her lips was like a blooming poppy, beautiful but hiding a deadly poison, "Don't worry, I will play with you~"
Wen Chumo's eyes wandered freely among the women.
It scared those people.
"Yes, Lingyu, why do I feel that Wen Chumo has become so scary?"
"Yes, let's leave." Lin Min touched his right eyelid which was twitching crazily, a little panicked: "My right eyelid keeps twitching."
"What are you afraid of?" Wang Lingyu's eyes showed a hint of malice: "I believe that she is the only one who dares to touch us!"
"What can a mere bar owner do to me?"
"Yes," Wen Chumo's laughter was as clear and pleasant as a silver bell, but it was like a sharp knife hidden inside: "I am the owner of a small bar."
"you……"
Wang Lingyu took a step back.
"Pavilion Master, Master Wang Yuan is here." Zhang Yuan leaned close to Wen Chumo and reminded him in a low voice.
"Um."
What is reflected in Sun Yeon's eyes is,
Wen Chumo was wearing a red evening gown, with big black waves scattered on her chest. Her skin looked as white as jade against the red background.
Compared with the previous cheongsam,
The beauty of the sky is flamboyant and unrestrained!
Let him be her slave willingly.
Sun Yeyuan was wearing a white suit, staring at Wen Chumo with tender eyes, lost in thought: "So beautiful..."
The Adam's apple trembled slightly for a few seconds.
"Someone, bring up the gift I gave to Miss Chu Mo."
Sun 뀗Yuan clapped his hands, and a hint of warmth and smile appeared in his voice.
Then a group of ladies wearing white cheongsams lined up and stood beside Wen Chumo.
Holding a ceremonial box lined with red silk,
"Happy birthday, Chumo..."
Wen Chumo turned her head and bumped into a pair of lazy eyes, which were filled with fascination and made her fall.
Sun Yuan lowered her head slightly, and Shui Yingying stared at her.
The two eyes looked at each other for a long time, like a thread in the air.
Ambiguity to the extreme.
"Open it and take a look. Do you like it?"
Sun 뀗 Yuan tilted his head, his eyes as gentle as water,
"Okay," Wen Chumo said with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes as he opened the first item: "I like this gift very much."
It was a pair of Warring States agate bracelets.
"Oh my god, this is really a big deal!" The man on the side said in shock: "Is that... an agate bracelet from the Warring States Period?"
"But it's a priceless treasure. I heard that it was bought by a family of scholars. It turns out it's here!"
"This is really worthwhile!"
"Who is this person?" Wang Lingyu frowned and asked in a low voice.
"Sun Yuan, from a Jiangnan family, holds a very high position in Jiangnan."
Chu Yunshen chuckled and said in a faint voice while standing next to Wang Lingyu.
It turned out that it was this eye-catching thing that offended the owner's friends.
He's really looking for death.
"It's you, Chu."
Wang Lingyu's eyes were full of flattering smiles, "Are you here to attend this Japanese banquet?"
"What a coincidence."
Chu Yunshen ignored her at all, with a cruel smile on his face: "What a coincidence?"
"Is it a coincidence that would lead to your own death?"
Wang Lingyu didn't hear the last words.
Still feeling smug about being able to talk to Chu Yunshen.
The contents of the ten boxes that Sun Yuan brought were all the kind that could be bought with money.
But the people around were envious.
"How could this woman be so lucky? She actually met Sun 꿁!"
"That's right, she's just a little bit prettier, right?"
"I know that Sun 꿁 was seduced by some kind of seductive trick. Sun 꿁 was deceived by this woman!"
"I know, she has slept with too many men."
After Sun Yuan heard this, his eyes were filled with cold, murderous and bloodthirsty aura: "You, are looking for death!"
"Pa!" A slap hit him.
"If this mouth wants, I can cut it off for you."
Wang Lingyu's eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and his facial features were almost out of place: "Who do you think you are? How dare you hit me!"
"Even if you are from a Jiangnan family, so what?"
"My dad is the elder of the Kyoto 눓떘 dark web underworld assassin organization! You're finished!"
"Oh, really?"
"The elder of the Kyoto 눓떘 dark web underworld assassin organization?"
Wen Chumo crossed his legs and sat on a chair covered with broken diamonds. His contemptuous laughter echoed in the air. "뀗Yuan, come here~"
"Let her scold."
Wen Chumo's fingertips hooked a strand of hair, and his voice seemed to have magic.
He guided Sun Yeon to come in front of her.
Chu Yunshen was holding a glass of red wine, shaking it gently, with a bloody smile on his face.
Who is the master of the bloody words?
Acting big in front of Miss Chu Mo? Interesting and fun.
"Yes," Wang Lingyu covered his face which was hit, and after seeing Sun Yuan retreat, he became even more arrogant and domineering: "Are you afraid now?"
"Wen Chumo, you bitch, come here and lick my shoes clean. I will tell my dad tomorrow."
Wang Lingyu seemed to have already imagined Wen Chumo kneeling on the bed and licking her shoes.
There was a malicious smile in his voice.
"I asked my father to spare your life."
"You really think you're something, don't you?" Wen Chumo stood up from his chair.
There was a sense of overwhelming oppression in his steps: "Who is your father?"
The pair of thin high-heeled shoes kicked Wang Lingyu to the ground. She bent over, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her lips: "Call your dad."
"If you do, you'll die~"
"Hey, Dad, someone is bullying me here..." Wang Lingyu couldn't help but let the tears flow.
She was scared. This woman was a lunatic.
The door to the banquet was opened.
Wen Chumo smiled: "Finally you're here. If you come again, I'll have to clean up the mess for you..."
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