The lights are bright at night, which is a sign of the prosperity of the city, and I don't know when it began, nightlife has become the indelible nature of modern people, stronger than everything in that day.

As night falls, the hustle and bustle of the city has just begun!

Xia Mu raced all the way and drove his proud mount to the appointed location.

It's an upscale nightclub, and the name is pretty good: The Supreme!

has just become famous, how many times Xia Mu haunts this kind of high-end club, he is already bored with this kind of place.

But tonight is different, after a long silence, seeing this shining neon light, dazzling, my heart is inexplicably happy.

It seems that the psychiatrist is right, Xia Mu is not in his heart, how can such a man have any schizophrenia.

The car door opened, and a pair of black Chanel leather shoes were stunning, stepping on the ground, although a little playful and pompous compared to the noble Hermès, but when it came to this occasion, Chanel seemed more appropriate......

Xia Mu got out of the car, handed the key in his hand to the doorman, and gently sorted out his Cesare suit, and the breath of Pleas immediately appeared all over his body, and the Kemiche shirt inside suddenly looked a little inferior.

Striding away, the well-known designer returns in glory!

From time to time, it attracted a few eyes, they were all beautiful girls, talking softly, what kind of character is this man who suddenly appeared in the crowd, there is a taste of obsession between his gestures, he will be infatuated at a glance, it is an exaggeration, but that is Xia Mu, a man who once led fashion.

"Mr. Xia!"

There was a shout from afar, Xia Mu was still looking for the legendary luxury private room, but Yan Yinxun had been waiting outside for a long time.

In the crowd, this man with an extraordinary temperament was recognized at a glance.

Yan Yinxun smiled, walked quickly, and immediately rushed to Xia Mu's side.

Seeing Xia Mu come back in full gear and resurrect, I don't know if it was out of longing or naughty nature, Yan Yinxun came up with a punch and hit Xia Mu's arm.

"Mr. Xia, you are really famous, you have made me wait for so long."

Xia Mu smiled awkwardly, and his shallow smile made people look very comfortable.

Stretched out his hand and shook hands with Yan Yinxun.

"Boss Yan, I'm really embarrassed, I really overslept."

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, it's good to come!"

The two seem to be called Shengfen, but they can see at a glance that the relationship is not ordinary.

Yan Yinxun, a typical rich second generation, but unlike other rich second generations, he has created his own piece of the sky with his own ability, compared to those gnawing old people, he is a very successful young man.

In his early twenties, he was familiar with all kinds of circles, entertainment circles, business circles, and even Xia Mu's unpopular fashion circle, he had a deep relationship, Xia Mu met Yan Yinxun when he became famous, and the two often went out to play together, which can be regarded as a kind of vague friendship, if it weren't for Xia Mu's suspicion that he was suffering from schizophrenia, Yan Yinxun would have looked for Xia Mu to play at every turn.

The industry calls Yan Yinxun "Boss Yan", probably because he has a wide circle and is arrogant, so he has this image of the title.

Xia Mu is no exception, he is used to this title.

Standing in the hall of the Supreme Society, the two exchanged a few words, Yan Yinxun held Xia Mu's hand, and happily invited him to the private room that had already been booked.

"Please, Mr. Xia, I haven't seen you for a long time, my brother can wait to get drunk with you!"

"Boss Yan, please!"

"Hahaha......"

Holding Xia Mu's hand, Yan Yinxun opened the way in front, and the two walked to the private room together.