C3 Nighttime Bar Encounter

The moment the door closed, Tang Jingchen's face darkened. Flames burst out of his eyes, wanting to burn Shen Yi to ashes.

"Remember to clean my room after you're done. I have a germaphobia, especially the scent of fox, which will make me allergic."

Shen Yi's slow and unhurried voice sounded from outside the door. With a sense of complacency and mischief, she followed him to another room.

Shen Xin, who was on the bed, suddenly became angry when she heard Shen Yi's words. If she wasn't a good and obedient girl in front of Jingchen, she would have rushed out now to tear that bitch's mouth apart.

No matter what, Jingchen was on her side, so long as she was the one Jingchen liked, so what if that bitch was Tang Family's appointed Young Mistress. Once that old man dies, how could that bitch Shen Yi jump again?

Her lips curled up in a cold smile as she glanced at Tang Jingchen. She got off the bed naked and quietly went behind him, putting her arms around Tang Jingchen's waist. Her voice was filled with a hint of trepidation as she asked, "What do we do, Jingchen, will elder sister tell Grandpa Tang?"

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa has me with him."

Tang Jingchen patted Shen Xin's hand and comforted her in a softer voice, "When you are pregnant with my child, grandpa won't be able to refuse even if he wants to."

"But... Grandpa Tang likes my sister. "

She leaned her head against Tang Jingchen's firm and powerful back, seemingly testing something out.

This time, Tang Jingchen did not say anything, but his eyes shone with a vicious light. He pursed his lips and the moonlight condensed his cold aura into a lump.

Nightfall –

In the most prosperous bar in the center of the city, the colorful lights flickered alternately.

Inside the bar's VIP booth, a man was frowning as his thin lips were lightly pursed. His long clean fingers caressed the edge of the wine cup. Under the dim light of the lamp, the black trench coat made him appear even more mysterious and noble.

Still, it did not hide the subtlety of his presence in the darkness.

Beside him stood an extremely strict looking man. His head was lowered as he spoke in a low voice.

"Young Master, I found it. I was with you four years ago …" "The girl's name is Shen Yi."

As he spoke, he placed a file in front of the man.

"Shen Yi?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across the man's cold eyes. A moment later, he returned to his previous secretive self. His pursed lips slightly moved, "Chen's fiancee?"

His voice was hoarse and sexy. At the same time, it was filled with magnetism. It was pleasant to hear but not frivolous.

The tone of her words was laced with a deep and natural estrangement.

The man beside him was stunned. Then, he nodded and said, "Yes, she is indeed Master Young Master Chen's fiancee."

The man lowered his eyes, lazily but elegantly flipping through the documents.

There was a brief period of silence within the seating area. It was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

The man beside him didn't say anything, but stood aside respectfully. He didn't even have the guts to guess at his boss's thoughts.

This seemingly calm and gentle man in front of him always carried a natural aura that made him seem so natural that it would not allow others to have the slightest bit of suspicion towards him.

At the other end of the bar, a few young men and women were sitting around. Compared to the silence in the booth, it was slightly noisy here.

"Little Yi, it's your 25th birthday today. Do you dare find a man to break the record?"