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Golden City was the most well-known place for entertainment. It had the best "waitresses" in the area.
Inside a spacious lounge, the other men were flirting with beauties in their embrace. In the midst of flirtatious exchanges, Huo Yunting was there—alone, on the crimson sofa, with a glass of wine dancing in his grip as he occasionally sipped.
The colorful disco lights shone upon his stony expression. He seemed as if he never belonged here.
Huo Yunting: the handsome, the great, the playboy, the beast in bed, the prince in bar, was seemingly not himself tonight. He looked moody— extremely moody.
Huo Yunting's homie, Mu Xuan, shot a glance at Huo Li who was going to take his seat after a brief karaoke session. He had no balls to ask the beast anything. Huo Li noticed the glance and signaled him with a raise of his glass in acknowledgement. There was a smile that literally said, "I ain't stupid. If you want to die, go do it yourself, dumbass."
