A man with a Hong Kong accent laughed heartily and bowed to Xiang Yutian.
The men with him bent down one after another, nodding and bowing for a while.
"Um."
Xiang Yutian nodded expressionlessly, put his arms around Jiang Weiwei's waist, and walked to a corner.
In a corner of the church, several men quickly moved in a clean set of leather modular sofas.
Spotlessly clean.
"Master Xiang, these are all community leaders in Hong Kong," a Hong Kong man named Chang Jiu spoke in Mandarin that was not very fluent.
"Hey... Who dares to call himself the boss in front of Young Master Xiang? It will become a joke. Young Master Xiang, I am Chen Zhao from Hongxing Society."
"I'm from Taihua Society..."
"It is said that Mr. Xiang never shows up easily. I am really lucky to see Mr. Xiang today."
"..."
After a pleasant chat, Jiang Weiwei figured out their identities.
They are all the bosses of Hong Kong societies, and if they catch any one of them, they will be the headlines of the social media.
They are all gathered here.
"Um."
Xiang Yutian just listened, with a cold expression and said nothing. He turned his eyes and glanced at Jiang Weiwei's legs, his eyes darkening.
Jiang Weiwei already knew the meaning of every look in his eyes, so he stood up and sat on his lap, put his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Young Master Xiang doesn't seem to like it here?"
"how do you know?"
Without looking at the club bosses at all, Xiang Yutian stared at the woman in front of him and asked, with a faint smile on his lips.
"I found you were sleepy." Jiang Weiwei whispered.
She had been with him for half a year. When he was bored, he didn't even bother to move his eyes. He looked lazy, but he was actually drowsy.
Hearing this, Xiang Yutian bit her lips as if there was no one nearby. He held her back with one hand and caressed her delicate body with the other, "Then let's do something not sleepy. There is a separate room in the back."
Separate room?
rogue.
Jiang Weiwei cursed in his heart, but still smiled on his face, and said softly, "Master Xiang, this is a church, where priests and nuns stay, and it is a holy and pure land."
"It's exciting to break the rules in a holy place."
Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows, touched her chin with one hand, took her lips in his and kissed her deeply.
Don't worry about other people's eyes.
It was as if they were the only two people in this huge church, and everyone else was just a human background.
"Looks like we're not disturbing Mr. Xiang anymore, haha." Chang Jiu said while sitting on the sofa on the other side, laughing with several men.
Lone Eagle also started laughing.
"Well, let's get down to business first." Chang Jiu suddenly looked serious and took out a pen from his pocket, "We brought some good things to Mr. Xiang this time, they are new ones.
Jiang Weiwei was still being kissed by Xiang Yutian. He turned around on his lap and looked over casually. He saw a dark blue pen.
Lone Ying took it and unscrewed the pen cap, poured some white powder from the pen on the back of his hand, lowered his head and inhaled a little, and his eyes lit up, "It is indeed new."
poison?
Jiang Weiwei's hand was suddenly grabbed by Xiang Yutian forcefully and he handed it out.
Lone Eagle immediately poured a little white powder into her palm.
Pulling back her hand, Xiang Yutian lowered his head, his face close to her palm, and just smelled it lightly, without inhaling it...
His breath tickled her palms.
"Does it smell good?" Jiang Weiwei pretended to be ignorant and lowered his head to smell it, trying to tell whether it was drugs.