Jiang Chen did not witness the scene in the private room, quickly exited the club with Kim Joohyun in his protection, and got into the car.
"Mr. Jiang, you go first, I'll handle things here,"
An Zairong said from outside the vehicle.
Through the window, Jiang Chen then noticed bloodstains on the other person.
"It's fine, Mr. Gao, drive,"
said An Zairong with a smile.
Gao Zhengbi nodded without a word, closed the door, and took the driver's seat.
The car quickly drove away.
Standing at the brightly lit entrance of the club, An Zairong watched the receding hotel, his expression inscrutable and enigmatic.
The Boya Hotel.
Jiang Chen brought Kim Joohyun out of the car.
The emotions of this homebody goddess had somewhat stabilized, but her clothes were still in disarray.
If this scene were seen, it would certainly cause an uproar.
"Miss Kim, wear this,"
Gao Zhengbi took off his coat.
"Thank you."
