In this era of increasingly discerning guests, all entertainment venues are forced to roll up.

Jiang Ling's club is the existence of the king of volumes.

The splendid castle-like building houses nightclubs, bars, and restaurants. Not only is there one of the busiest night spots in Anseong, but there are also top chefs on call all night to cook delicious dishes for guests.

Here, as long as there is a request that can be made, it will be satisfied.

In the private room on the top floor of the Jiangling Club, Jing Zeheng sat on the main seat, accompanied by a circle of people at the round table, both men and women, who were the owners of several enterprises that Shenghua Group decided to invest in half a month ago.

In order to take care of the ladies, everyone had low-alcohol red wine in their glasses, no profligate wine spills, and no untimely meat jokes, they seemed to come here just for a meal.

It was when the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and it was the night manager of Jiang Ling's club who entered.

He confessed first, then walked quickly to Jing Zeheng's side, and whispered, "Mr. Jing, I just saw Miss Fanyin coming to play at the night market downstairs, only she and another young lady, I want to ask if you need special attention."

Jing Zeheng was slightly stunned.

When the child said he wanted to celebrate, he thought he was just going to have a meal, but he didn't expect her to come here.

He asked, "What did you order?"

"Two bottles of champagne," replied the manager, "in the corner, not conspicuous."

He nodded clearly, thanked the manager of the night club, and turned his head sideways to Cheng Ye and said, "You go down and arrange for two bodyguards to follow quietly, don't let people quarrel with her."

"Okay." Cheng Ye immediately stood up and left with the night manager.

The boss of Qingfeng Technology, who was sitting opposite Jing Zeheng, said with a smile: "Mr. Jing is so good to my sister, we are all envious."

Jing Zeheng chuckled, rubbing his fingers against the wine glass, and inadvertently spoiled under his eyes: "Children love to play, nothing happens, it's okay to drink some wine."

The left and right are under his nose, so you can play if you want.

Downstairs, Shen Fanyin, who "wants to play", is half-lying on the sofa at the moment, feeling that the sofa is trembling with the restless music.

She asked the waiter for a long straw, and directly put it into the bottle, leaning on the pillow like an old man, yawning and drinking.

Champagne is so sweet that bubbles pop in your throat and taste like a drink.

Shen Fanyin did drink it as a drink, and she didn't know who she was drinking with her, and she was given the nickname: Always drinking.

She glanced at Su Mu and was relieved to see that she had drunk three glasses of champagne and started to step on the sofa and jump along to the music.

Unlike her, Su Mu is a typical person with a big appetite for vegetables, three cups are slightly poured, and one bottle is floating in the stomach for three days.

Look at her posture, she can't last eleven o'clock.

Shen Fanyin sat up silently, moved a few more inches into the corner, and turned his head in a different direction, lest Su Mu step on him.

With a straw in her mouth, she raised her phone towards Su Mu and clicked on the video.

It's been a long time since I've updated Su Mu's drunken collection, and she wants to record some material.

The sofa was trembling so hard by Su Mu that Shen Fanyin turned the camera to the other tables without paying attention, and under the high-definition lens of her mobile phone, she saw several familiar faces.

Zooming in on the picture, those faces became clearer and clearer.

In the booth about ten meters away from them, six or seven beautiful girls were clustered around a man, some were tired of rubbing in his arms, some were handing cigarettes and drinking, and some were sitting on his lap directly away from others.

The man hugged left and right, and he could still do the rain and dew evenly, pinch this waist, kiss that face, and when his hands and mouth were so busy, he didn't delay drinking, and the king of Shang was ashamed of himself in front of him.

This kind of ***, although such a situation is rare, it is not unusual.

But the problem is that Shen Fanyin recognizes this man.

She sat up straight and dragged down Su Mu, who was still drunk.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Su Mu asked her at the top of his voice.

Shen Fanyin raised his chin expressionlessly and showed it

Meaning she went to see for herself.

Su Mu turned his head, squinted his eyes for a long time, and suddenly scolded his mother: ", Yin Zhou? His newlywed Yan'er is not at home with his wife, so why come here to offer love?"

Shen Fanyin squinted her eyes, looking at the extremely familiar sisters next to Yin Zhou, and the sneer on the corner of her mouth was extremely rich.

When she went to Duan's hometown to visit the New Year, she heard that Duan Tianxin's pregnancy reaction was particularly serious, and she vomited so much that she couldn't even drink saliva. She is uncomfortable at home, but her husband is hugging left and right here?

Shen Fanyin's anger was churning, and he couldn't suppress it.

"Otone! Beat him! I'll give you the lead!"

However, Su Mu was drunk in a daze, and his courage was more than twice as big as usual, not only did he not stop Shen Fanyin, but he was about to rush over with a wine bottle.

Shen Fanyin was startled by her, grabbed her wrist and threw her back on the sofa, and stood up by herself.

She glanced at Su Mu, beckoned a waiter and said, "Little brother do me a favor, take care of her, don't let her go out until I come back."

The bodyguard who was mistaken for a waiter nodded repeatedly: "Okay, don't worry, miss."

Shen Fanyin turned around and left after instructing, and the bodyguard hurriedly glanced at his companion and motioned for him to follow Shen Fanyin, while he stayed to watch Su Mu.

When Shen Fanyin pushed through the crowd and came to Yin Zhou, his mouth had just moved away from the girl's neck.

Yin Dashao, who was originally enjoying the warm fragrance and warm jade, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Fanyin's cold eyes.

He shivered excitedly, and subconsciously pushed the girl in his arms away, but he drank too much wine, and his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.

Shen Fanyin looked at him like this, and asked in a calm voice, "What about playing?"

Yin Zhou didn't hear her voice clearly, but he knew in his heart - there was absolutely nothing good to say!

He was so weak that he didn't dare to say a word, and sat there in a daze, like a student who had skipped school and was caught by the dean.

He didn't dare to speak, but his sister's group came to the spirit.

They haven't forgotten the loss they suffered at the wedding banquet last time!

Now that there are no elders present, regardless of Yin Zhou's face, how could they let Shen Fanyin go?

For a while, the new hatred added the old hatred, and the eyes of the younger sister group, which were already red by alcohol, became even redder.

The one who was pushed away walked directly in front of Shen Fanyin, blocking between her and Yin Zhou.

She raised her chin and reached out to push Shen Fanyin's shoulder: "Yohe, why are you everywhere?" What are you running for? Even if you want to climb into bed, you can pick a good time!"

Shen Fanyin slapped her hand away with a flick of her hand, and pushed her shoulder, and the girl was forced to fall on the sofa.

The sofa was soft, and it was impossible to fall and hurt her.

But her tears came as soon as she said it, Chu Chu pitifully threw herself into Yin Zhou's arms, and shouted in her mouth: "Brother, she beat me!"

Yin Zhou instinctively stretched out his hand to help, but as soon as he leaned forward, his neckline was grabbed by Shen Fanyin.

She tugged at his collar and tried to drag him out and find a quiet place to settle the score, but the way ahead was blocked by a few girls.

"You still want to run after hitting someone?"

"What about the security guards? This woman is looking for trouble! Throw her out!"

"Yes, yes, throw her out! Throw it down the road!"

The security guards of Jiang Ling's club are all professionally trained, and in the past, when this kind of thing happened, the two sides had long been separated.

But today, none of the security guards dared to step forward.

The movement on their side had already disturbed the people nearby, and the onlookers looked at the excitement, full of gossip, and they all pricked up their ears, for fear that they had missed something.

Just when they all began to dislike the loud music in the night club, the music suddenly stopped, and the world seemed to be quiet.