Chapter 890: Become Her Pillow Man?

I can't tell what it's like.

It's just that the look in his eyes has become more gloomy little by little.

The hand holding the cup also turned a little white.

There is always a man by her side.

Even if the other one is gone, there will be a new man by her side.

What did he think when he saw this?

These men of all kinds, including themselves, who will lie by her side in the end.

Be her bedside?

Wen Yu walked out and went to dance on the dance floor with that senior sister and a few seniors.

It was definitely an accident to meet a few of them here today, but it also just satisfied his heart and gave him the opportunity to continue to stay here.

There were many young people dancing here, but Wen Yu didn't dance for long before he quietly left them and went to the direction of the bathroom.

This direction happened to pass by Ruan Yiyi and the man.

The lights flickered violently, and the dark blue light gave people a sense of depravity and decadence.

It's like a temptation, tempting people to indulge here step by step.

Ruan Yiyi was originally going to leave after Mask Jack left, but he was approached by a rich second generation in the Jiangcheng Group's bureau.

This rich second-generation family is very rich and powerful.

She'd seen it, but she hadn't known much about it before, and now she was surrounded by him, wanting to ask her to find a quiet place to have a drink.

She smiled and refused, but he didn't let her go, inexplicably feeling a little more stubborn.

"Yiyi, give me a chance, I've liked you for a long time, let's go out for a while, and I'll send you back in the evening." ā€

The man said with a seeming seriousness.

And the moment Wen Yu passed by, he just heard these words.

Ruan Yiyi lowered his head and chuckled, and was about to respond to him when he looked up, when he went to see the person passing in front of them.

She was stunned for a moment.

blinked, and for a while thought he had seen the wrong person.

Keeping staring at the direction he entered the bathroom, Ruan Yiyi came back to his senses a little.

That's—

Wen Yu?

Wen Xian's younger brother, Wen Yu.

Ruan Yiyi's brows suddenly condensed slightly, how old is he, and what kind of place is this?

"One-to-one?"

The man asked unwillingly again.

Ruan Yiyi retracted his gaze one by one, and when he looked at him, he seemed to have lost his previous patience, and his eyes were a little cold:

"Young Master Qiu, you can't say that, in this world, if you don't like me, I must like you, nothing can be exactly as you want, you have to be clear about this. ā€

As she spoke, she pressed a finger against his chest.

The corners of his lips hooked up with an official smile, and he just pushed him away.

And the man listened to her words, looked at her slender and graceful figure, and took a deep breath slightly.

It seems that he is not reconciled.

He stared at her figure and slowly took the last sip of whiskey into his mouth.

The bottom of his eyes flickered slightly, as if a flash of essence flashed.

seems to be very sure of getting her.

The nightclub was still noisy, and after a while, a person came from the shadows and came to the young master surnamed Qiu.

The man whispered something into the man's ear, and the latter was stunned for a moment, and asked uncertainly:

"Qiu Shao, that's Miss Ruan, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I can do what I say, go and prepare!"

The man surnamed Qiu rebuked impatiently.