Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 252: Surprised

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Surprised

"Yiyi, you know, my patience is limited." Young Master Liu’s eyes smiled, but his words carried a threat.

Huang Yiyi’s lips slightly curled up, producing a shy, timid expression, and she said coquettishly, "Brother Liu, my friend would be very bored here, so I want to accompany her."

Seeing her rosy complexion, Young Master Liu’s heart was on the verge of agitation, and he immediately gestured to an attendant nearby, who stepped forward.

"Take this lady to have some fun. The money she loses is on me; the money she wins is hers." As Young Master Liu spoke, he tightened his embrace around Huang Yiyi, making her graceful curves press closely against him.

Zeng Yun’s eyes brightened upon hearing his words but didn’t dare to show it too obviously. "Thank you, Brother Liu."

"Go ahead." Young Master Liu raised an eyebrow.

After the attendant led Zeng Yun away, Huang Yiyi slowly raised her head, only remembering her own situation after Zeng Yun’s figure completely vanished from her sight.

"Brother Liu, I..."

"Shh!" A dark undercurrent flashed in Young Master Liu’s eyes, "Save your strength for later."

After uttering these words, Young Master Liu wrapped his arm around Huang Yiyi and headed to the lounge at the very end. The moment the man’s hand touched the door lock, Huang Yiyi’s delicate face slowly turned pale.

As the door opened, the room’s sensor light lit up.

"Thunk..."

Until Young Master Liu casually closed the door, with a sound, the door was tightly shut.

A short distance away, a group of women singing, saw Young Master Liu leaving with Huang Yiyi and then gathered together.

"Hmph, when Huang Yiyi first entered our circle, she acted so aloof."

"Always thinking she’s a pure lotus unstained by mud." Another woman chimed in, her eyes full of ridicule.

"Haha, and yet she ended up as someone else’s plaything. I’ve heard..." The woman looked at everyone, deliberately lowering her voice, "She had two abortions back then."

"I’ve heard about that too."

"It’s truly tragic. I almost thought back then that Young Master Liu was going to marry that white lotus."

"Haha..."

"Haha..."

"Indeed, after all, she did enjoy Young Master Liu’s exclusive favor back then."

The women exchanged remarks, faces full of disdain, little realizing that in the eyes of these rich young masters, their status was no different from Huang Yiyi’s.

Just then, the box’s door opened, and, led by an attendant, Su Nan and Meng Sihan gracefully walked in.

The women present saw them, eyes lighting up, each wanting to step forward and exchange pleasantries, but upon seeing who was beside Su Nan, they abandoned the idea.

The eldest young master of the Meng Family, with a peculiar temperament, was not someone they could presume to reach.

"Brother Su, Young Master Meng."

As the two passed by, everyone quickly stood up to greet them.

Meng Sihan, draped in a black coat, was indifferent to their greetings. Once he sat on the sofa, the women nearby tactfully retreated.

Upon entering, Su Nan scanned the room once but did not see any particularly striking beauties, causing his mood to cool. He sat to the left of Meng Sihan.

Next, an attendant brought drinks, placing them on the tall table beside their hands.

"What has Young Master Meng been busy with lately? It’s been rare to catch sight of you." Su Nan picked up his glass, taking a sip.

"Busy with what, you probably know better than I do." Meng Sihan bluntly shattered the facade of idle chatter.

"Cough cough..." Su Nan nearly spat out his sip of wine.

Meng Sihan’s words clearly implied that he was being watched, yet Su Nan couldn’t deny it.

The truth was evident to everyone.

"Does Bao Shaojin want ’Jianjia Alley’?" Meng Sihan’s slender hand lifted a glass of wine, but instead of drinking, he swirled it, his eyes fixated on the aromatic liquor as if searching for something within.

Since the other side had laid it all bare, Su Nan was not one to drag things out, "Yes."

In the next second, Meng Sihan brought the glass to his lips, took a sip, his eyes darkening, "This wine isn’t strong enough."

Su Nan put down his glass, fully aware of the other’s implied meaning.

"Can Young Master Meng give a reason?" Su Nan maintained a calm and breezy demeanor.

"Is personal preference a reason?" Meng Sihan’s lips moved slightly.

Su Nan felt a lump stuck in his throat.

Just because of personal preference, he wouldn’t consider selling ’Jianjia Alley’ to the Bao family?

Afterward, no one brought up the matter again.

The room’s atmosphere became peculiar due to their presence, especially as Su Nan, usually indulgent in pleasures, maintained a stern face. The women who intended to cozy up hesitated and kept their distance.

Young Master Liu emerged from the lounge looking refreshed, and behind him, Huang Yiyi walked with her head down. If one observed closely, her gait was awkward, and even her clothes had been changed.

Upon seeing the people on the sofa, Young Master Liu immediately went up to greet them enthusiastically, "Brother Su, Young Master Meng."

Compared to Meng Sihan’s cold aloofness, Su Nan glanced behind Young Master Liu, "The night is just beginning, and you’ve already had your fun?"

Facing Su Nan’s teasing, Young Master Liu chuckled foolishly and sat at the end, "I just saw an old flame."

Standing beside him, Huang Yiyi heard his words, and her hand behind her back clenched tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh, leaving red marks on her palm.

"Tsk..." Su Nan sneered.

"Yiyi is quite a treasure. If Brother Su likes, I can have her serve you." Young Master Liu offered confidently.

"Get lost."

Though Su Nan appreciated beauty, he believed in mutual consent. The woman behind Young Master Liu, despite the smile on her face, did not have any genuine warmth in her eyes, and he disliked such women who acted virtuous while selling themselves.

Hearing Su Nan’s rejection, Young Master Liu actually felt relieved. This little vixen was too enticing, and he wasn’t ready to let her go to someone else yet.

With Young Master Liu joining, the atmosphere became much livelier.

Meng Sihan reclined on the chair, his deep eyes fixated on the MV playing on the screen, his gaze hollow, reminiscent of barren trees in the desert, desolate and lonely.

At this moment, Zeng Yun emerged from the mahjong room, her expression very dejected. Upon seeing Huang Yiyi, she ran over, just about to call out to her when she noticed the man beside Huang Yiyi and forced a smile, "Brother Liu, my luck is bad tonight, I’ve lost quite a bit."

"It’s no problem." Young Master Liu said casually.

Zeng Yun, upon hearing this, finally noticed there were others on the sofa and respectfully greeted, "Mr. Su!" As for the other man, Zeng Yun didn’t recognize him, but anyone on equal footing with Mr. Su must be significant.

Su Nan didn’t even lift his eyelids.

What surprised everyone was that the usually disinterested Meng Sihan suddenly focused his gaze on Zeng Yun, or more precisely, on her neck.