Angel Club, located on the banks of the Qingjiang River, is the city's top private club, operating on a membership system with annual membership fees reaching tens of millions.
Therefore, those who can afford to spend money here are either rich or noble!
When Su Miaomiao, Su Yunfeng, and Su Haoran arrived at the entrance of the club, she was wondering how to get in when the young man in black standing at the door opened the door for them.
"Mr. Su, welcome."
Su Haoran nodded and led the other two inside.
Su Yunfeng's face looks just like his younger brother's. To avoid trouble, he deliberately wore a black mask and pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head.
Su Miaomiao thought her fifth uncle was incredibly handsome and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times before he grabbed her head and dragged her inside.
"Stop staring at me. If someone notices, it'll cause trouble for your sixth uncle!"
Su Yunfeng lowered his voice and said.
"Fifth Uncle, you're so handsome!"
Su Miaomiao praised him sincerely.
"certainly!"
Su Yunfeng put his hand on Su Miaomiao's shoulder and asked Su Haoran.
"Seventh Brother, do you come here often?"
Su Haoran felt a tightness all over his body. Could it be that his fifth brother's germaphobia was acting up again?
"No! I got a membership card for a friend's birthday party, but I've only been here once or twice."
Seeing Su Haoran's guilty look, Su Miaomiao was certain that he wasn't telling the truth.
Uncle Seven seems so stupid!
How could he possibly fool his fifth uncle?
Sure enough, Su Yunfeng glanced at him, his voice somewhat cold.
"Yeah?"
"...Fifth Brother, I'm an adult now..."
Su Haoran tried to fight back, but ultimately gave up under Su Yunfeng's gaze.
"After I finish helping Miaomiao with her business, I'll go cancel the card."
"You're smart to know what's good for you."
Su Miaomiao kept suppressing her laughter; the adult Seventh Uncle looked so lacking in imposing presence.
The interior of Angel Club is decorated in a European style, with many beautiful crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling, white columns on both sides, and expensive carpets with vine patterns on the marble floor.
After asking the waiter which room Fang Boyu was in, Su Haoran led Su Miaomiao and the others directly there.
Seeing how familiar he was with the place, it's no wonder Uncle Wu didn't believe him.
However, the waiters here are all very good-looking, especially with extremely graceful figures.
"Miaomiao, we're here. What do we do?"
The three of them stood in front of a room on the second floor, waiting for Su Miaomiao to give instructions.
Su Miaomiao was amused by Su Haoran's cautious demeanor.
"Just go straight in, we're just here to have fun."
She smiled, pressed down on the golden doorknob, and went inside.
The people inside all looked towards the doorway, and were stunned when they saw who it was.
"Wow, this woman looks like a celebrity!"
"What do you mean 'seems like'? She is that Su Miaomiao!"
"Su Haoran, you broke up with my sister because of this woman?"
Fang Boyu asked coldly, his eyes darting unfriendly over Su Miaomiao.
Su Miaomiao walked straight in, and because Su Haoran was following behind her, no one in the room dared to stop her.
joke!
The seven young masters of the Su family are not to be trifled with, and none of them can afford to offend the Su family.
"You're Fang Boyu?"
Su Miaomiao needed a positive answer.
"That's right! It's me! What? The big star doesn't like Su Haoran and wants me to be his sugar daddy instead?"
Fang Boyu scrutinized Su Miaomiao. She was quite pretty and had a good figure; he could play around with her, even if it was just for fun.
"That's good!"
Su Miaomiao suddenly reached out and gently hooked her fingers around his neck, pulling out the chain with the photo frame on it.
"How dare you! Let go!"
These words were not spoken by Fang Boyu, but by an old man in gray who suddenly appeared behind him.
He grabbed Su Miaomiao's arm; one of his hands was as withered as a wrinkled old tree branch.
Su Miaomiao didn't want him to touch her, so she kicked Fang Boyu in the chest.
The picture frame cord snapped, and Su Miaomiao retreated, causing the old man in gray to miss his target.
"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts so much! Give it back to me, ouch—"
Fang Boyu clutched his head in pain, his whole body curled up in agony, rolling around in agony.
The beautiful women who had been leaning against him screamed in fright and scrambled away, some of the smart ones rushing out the door.
The others who were hanging out with Fang Boyu were also dumbfounded.
What's going on?
It's just a necklace.
Fang Boyu screamed as if someone had taken his liver; his voice was incredibly shrill.
"Young Master Fang, what are you doing?!"
"Ahhh—"
Fang Boyu couldn't hear anything at all. Every cell in his body was in pain, so much so that he couldn't bear it and could only scream and howl incessantly.
Su Haoran was startled and stepped forward to block Su Miaomiao, cautiously watching Fang Boyu and the gray-clad old man who had missed his target.
He felt he had been too careless to accompany Miao Miao today. He hadn't expected Fang Boyu to bring a member of the Xuanmen sect with him, and the old man looked quite powerful.
In a pure magical duel, he would definitely be no match. I wonder what would happen if they fought hand-to-hand.
Su Yunfeng also stared at Fang Boyu warily, but he was more interested in studying him.
Is the fact that she's so distressed about not having a necklace a sign of a psychological disorder similar to fetishism?
Or was he poisoned by some kind of poison, and the picture frame was the antidote?
Compared to Su Yunfeng's rigorous research attitude, Su Miaomiao directly opened the photo frame, her fingers rapidly forming hand seals while she recited incantations.
"Little girl! Stop it! Do you want to unleash that demon to wreak havoc on the world?"
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