For a whole day, Yan Murong was a little absent-minded, and became more and more curious about this old Wang who had been by Old Man Dong's side for most of his life.

What exactly is Longteng, Lao Wang didn't say clearly. However, Yan Murong at least knew that this Longteng was a law enforcement agency in Huaxia.

Yan Murong Bubenzen, he knew what kind of institution this was when he thought about it, but he just couldn't understand why the old man wanted to give him such a brand.

After dinner, Dong Wuyan left Dong's house with Yan Murong and Little Snake, saying that he was going to take Yan Murong to a party, but Little Snake left quietly, not knowing what to do.

Since yesterday's incident, under the anger of Old Man Dong, eight bodyguards appeared around Dong Wuyan today, and they were divided into two cars to follow Dong Wuyan, and Dong Wuyan's car was also replaced by a Ferrari sports car.

"How's your leg?" Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan, who was driving, and asked.

"It's okay." Dong Wuyan smiled. "Your medicine works, and the wounds have healed."

"It's okay." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Otherwise, I'd be a sinner, by the way, guess what your dad said to me this morning?"

"What?" Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong curiously.

"Your dad said, let me let you go." Yan Murong smiled narrowly.

"Ignore him." Dong Wuyan said lightly.

"Well, I'm not going to take it seriously." Yan Murong said with a smile. "But then again, there's something wrong with what your dad said - it seems like you didn't let me go, right?"

Surprisingly, in the face of Yan Murong's ridicule, Dong Wuyan did not refute, but pursed his lips and drove intently.

"Ask you something." Yan Murong said suddenly. "What's your grandfather's bodyguard?"

"My grandfather's bodyguard?" Dong Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked. "Are you talking about Grandpa Wang?"

"It should be him." Yan Murong said. This day can choke him enough, Lao Wang doesn't say anything, and he can't get to the bottom of the problem with Old Man Dong, so he can only take advantage of this meeting that no one else is asking Dong Wuyan.

"He's the bodyguard." Dong Wuyan thought about it and added. "A bodyguard who has been with my grandfather for a long time."

Yan Murong was speechless, not knowing if this woman was pretending to be stupid or if she really didn't know.

As he spoke, the car stopped at the door of a hotel, and after handing over the key to the parking brother, Dong Wuyan took the initiative to take Yan Murong's arm and walked towards the hotel.

"Welcome." The waiter next to the elevator saw Dong Wuyan coming over and hurriedly bowed down to say hello. "Miss Dong, are you here for the party?"

"Fifth floor." Dong Wuyan said expressionlessly.

"Okay." The waiter quickly pressed the elevator button, then stood aside and respectfully invited Dong Wuyan and Yan Murong to enter the elevator.

The elevator reached the fifth floor, and under the leadership of Dong Wuyan, the two came to the door of a banquet hall, pushed the door in, and Yan Murong was startled by the scene inside.

Without entering the door, with the prosperity of this hotel, Yan Murong thought that this party was just like those rich people's meetings, and they used the party to get together to contact each other, or discuss business. But when he entered the door, he realized that he had thought wrong.

The banquet hall of several hundred square meters was dimly lit, and the tables and chairs that should have been placed in the hall had been moved to the side, and the tables were full of various drinks, and Yanran had been converted into a temporary small bar. The innermost stage has also been converted into a DJ booth, on which a DJ with colorful hair and various hoops on his body writhes to the music while playing the rhythm.

"What kind of party is this?" Yan Murong leaned on Dong Wuyan's ear and asked.

"The party of the losers." Dong Wuyan said.

Yan Murong nodded, and he also understood Dong Wuyan's statement.

Obviously, the idea of turning a hotel banquet hall into a nightclub is definitely something that only the most sore people can do - in layman's terms, the people who come here to attend the party are all the second generation of rich officials whose families are powerful or wealthy in Hong Kong.

"Grandpa asked me to bring you here to get to know more people." Dong Wuyan explained.

"I know." Yan Murong nodded, but he didn't understand what to know with these who were idle every day.

"It's just a formality." Seeing Yan Murong's disdain, Dong Wuyan pointed to the location of the wine cabinet that was temporarily built with a table and said. "Look over there."

Looking in the direction pointed by Dong Wuyan, Yan Murong was stunned, he didn't expect that Duan Zixuan and Li Jianhua would also come to such a party.

Just as they were about to go over to say hello, Duan Zixuan and Li Jianhua also seemed to sense that someone was watching them, and when they turned their heads to look, they saw Yan Murong and Dong Wuyan standing not far from the door, so the two stood up and walked towards Yan Murong around the crowd.

"Originally, I wanted to call you, but you weren't at home, and I couldn't get through when I called you, so I had to come with Brother Li." Duan Zixuan said with a smile.

"Can't get through to me?" Yan Murong took out his mobile phone and looked at it, before he said with a wry smile. "I fell into the water yesterday, and I was fine at night, I don't know why it turned off automatically now."

"Haha." Duan Zixuan smiled, pointed to the arm that was holding with Dong Wuyan, and asked strangely. "What are you doing?"

"This-" Yan Murong secretly glanced at Li Jianhua, wanting to break free of his arm, but Dong Wuyan hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Let it go." Yan Murong said.

"What are you afraid of?" Dong Wuyan glared at Yan Murong. "I've been on it all, are you still afraid of this?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people changed at the same time. Duan Zixuan looked surprised at first, and then looked at Yan Murong with a narrow smile. But Li Jianhua's face changed, and then he began to look at Dong Wuyan.

"Brother Li, this matter-" Seeing Li Jianhua's expression, Yan Murong wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Li Jianhua waving his hand.

"It's okay, we're friends, aren't we?" Li Jianhua said with a smile.

"It's a friend." Yan Murong nodded seriously.

"Haha, then you don't need to explain." Li Jianhua laughed. "Originally, I was worried about you—but now that this is the case, I have nothing to worry about, let's go, don't stand here, let's go and sit down."

"I'm sorry." To Li Jianhua's surprise, Dong Wuyan suddenly said these three words when he passed by him.

Hearing Dong Wuyan's apology, Li Jianhua was stunned, and it took a long time before he said with a wry smile. "It seems that that sentence is really true, the power of love is huge, big enough to make a person make changes that should not be there."

"Ouch, what a rarity." Before Dong Wuyan could speak, a sharp voice came from the side, and then, a man in his twenties, who had a fight with those cream boys on TV, walked over, looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "Sister Dong is really a rare guest, I heard that you were injured last night, is it serious?"