Inside the clubhouse's private room…
Because Fu Chen and Duan Linbai had appeared out of nowhere, the people cheering just now were as quiet as chickens and as cold as winter. Not to mention talking, even their breathing had become cautious.
"Second Jiang, say something. Why did you lure her here with such fanfare?" Duan Linbai leaned against the door.
At this moment, a group of people from the Beijing circle was gathered in the private room. Instead of calling it a confession, it was more like a disguised declaration of sovereignty.
Jiang Ershao wanted to tell everyone: I like this girl. I want to woo her. Don't snatch her.
In the end, Fu Chen interfered in this matter. How could he not be angry?
"Why are you still standing there? Come here." Fu Chen's gaze kept falling on Song Fengwan.
Song Fengwan was immediately obedient and stood behind Fu Chen.
