Yu Nianen was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a tall man in a suit and leather shoes walking in this direction.
The hair on his forehead was hanging down in fine pieces, blocking his eyes. Under the light and shadow, his deep facial features were a bit more mysterious.
Yu Nianen stopped struggling. The coldness radiating from the man's body made her subconsciously hold on to Rong Beiming's arm.
The man slowly walked past them, Rong Beiming was still paying attention to the woman in his arms, and did not see the cruel smile on the man's face.
"What's wrong?" Rong Beiming noticed something strange about her and asked softly.
"Nothing!" Yu Nianen couldn't help but look back.
"What are you looking at? Is there anything interesting to see?" he asked unhappily. Those who could come here were all rich or noble, but the man just now was really smart. Thinking about it, he frowned.
Walking to the door of a private room, Rong Beiming opened the door.
The lights inside were dim and dull, and several men and women were laughing and making a fuss inside.
Seeing Rong Beiming come in with a woman in his arms, everyone fell silent in unison.
"Didn't you say you can't come? Ming, it's so late and you have to drink as a penalty." One of the men pushed aside the gorgeous woman beside him, leaned over and poured wine for Rong Beiming.
The central position of the large couch was made available for them, and Rong Beiming dragged Yu Nianen over gracefully and sat down.
"What? New favorite?" The man handed the wine glass to Rong Beiming.
Because they were all friends who loved to fool around with each other, Rong Beiming happily took the glass and drank it down in one gulp, and then said with a low smile: "Yes! New favorite."
"We all know you like dancing, where are you from?" Another man picked up the conversation.
Rong Beiming turned to look at Yu Nianen's gloomy face and replied with a smile: "Dancers! Those who can't dance can't catch my eye."
"How about letting her dance a piece for the brothers?"
"Okay!" Rong Beiming took Yu Nianen's hand, turned his head to her ear and said intimately, "Do you know what obedience means?"
"I don't know how." The light in the private room was very dim, and Yu Nianen couldn't see clearly who were there, but from the way they talked and laughed, they must be people who are used to it.
She doesn't like this kind of place, she just hates such people. They can trample other people's self-esteem under their feet as they please, and they still call it a joke.