Upon reaching the entrance of the club, two doormen very politely stopped the three of them.
"Sir, please show your VIP card," one doorman said with a smile, obviously well-trained.
Mo Xing wasn't upset and took out a black card from his pocket, inlaid with a dazzling diamond.
"Respected Diamond VIP, welcome to your visit. The Affection Club is at your service. Please!"
When the doorman saw the card, his eyes showed some shock. Diamond VIPs were not a common sight. Even some scions of the Imperial Capital had only cards of other levels.
Stepping through the entrance, rows of elegant women clad in red cheongsams stood straight, hands properly at their waists, faces smiling, revealing a hint of pearly teeth.
"Good evening, sir, please follow me," a woman said, stepping forward and leading Ye Ling and his companions ahead.
Ye Ling sized up the lobby. There was one thing to say about this lobby—it was expensive.
