The doorman looked at the hundred-dollar bill in his hand and his eyes lit up.

He nodded, "Yes, don't worry, please stop for you."

Wenwan ignored him and walked into the nightclub gate.

After entering, I turned over a dark corridor and entered the hall.

The lights in the lobby on the first floor were flashing, and on the stage, a pole dancer was dancing pole dance.

The blood was gushing, and the men and women in the audience seemed to be injected with chicken blood, mixed with deafening music and shouting loudly, spitting out all kinds of obscene and gorgeous words.

This is the world of desire.

When I come here, I am going to vent my physical and emotional desires, in the most extreme and vulgar way.

Wen Wan didn't stop in the hall and went straight to the third floor.

The second floor is a private room, which is more secretive than the first floor lobby.

Area, guests.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the first floor lobby, the third floor is too quiet.

The corridors were covered with thick carpets, and people walked on them quietly.

Wenwan walked to a door and pushed it away.

Suddenly, deafening music and noise came, and there was chaos inside.

When someone saw her, he immediately greeted her, "You are finally here, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

The person who spoke was the woman who bullied Su Mian at the barbecue restaurant that day. Her name was Zhang Lanxin.

She was smashed on a bench by Yu Miao and stayed in the hospital for seven days.

He was discharged from the hospital today.

As soon as she was discharged from the hospital, she was called here.

Wen Wan walked over, sat down beside her, looked at her with concern and asked, "How are you? I've been very busy lately and haven't been to the hospital to see you."

Zhang Lanxin waved her hand, reached out and handed her a glass of wine, and said indifferently, "Just that, I'm so tired of being in the hospital. After I received Mr. Zhang's call, I came."

She said as she reached out and pulled Wen Wan up, "Come on, I'll introduce you to you."

Wen Wan let her pull her to a man. She didn't look up, but only heard Zhang Lanxin say there, "This is Mr. Zhang, Li Zao Zhang, the second young master of the Zhang family in Beicheng, and the vice president of the Zhang family."

Zhang's Enterprise is also a large enterprise in Beicheng. Although it cannot be compared with Zhong's Group, it is also quite good compared to other small enterprises.

Wenwan then raised her eyes and looked at the other party.

In the box, the lights were bright and dim. Although she couldn't see the exact appearance of the other person, her heart moved when her eyes fell on him.

This man looks so much like Zhong Nanqin.

She was wearing a smoky formal outfit and a pure white shirt. She was cold and hard but not without her dignity.

At this moment, he was looking at her, his eyes were distant and distant.

Wen Wan has always been deeply in love with Zhong Nanqin. She is not only in love with his perfect skin, but also in love with the cold and hard and alienated aura on his body.

In her eyes, men should be like Zhong Nanqin.

It is like a cold flower in a bitter and cold place, but people can't touch it from afar.

It's full of challenges, but after getting it, he belongs entirely to you.

Wen Wan looked at the man in front of her, and a smile suddenly appeared on her originally cold face.

Her lips raised, her teeth were slightly exposed, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower. "Mr. Zhang, I have long admired the name."

Zhang Huaiyang looked at her, and his handsome face had a faint expression, "Ms. Wen."

"Young Master Zhang is so polite, you can call me Wen Wan directly."

Zhang Huaiyang pulled the corner of his lips slightly, "Gentle, gentle and gentle, it's true that people are as their name."

Wen Wan is still very helpful when she is praised by a man like this.

She smiled softer, "Zhang Shaomiao praised."

Zhang Huaiyang raised his hand and pointed at the seat beside him, "If you don't mind, please sit down."

Wen Wan didn't refuse, "Thank you."

The private room is very large, and men and women are mixed together, making it very lively to play.

After sitting down, Zhang Huaiyang poured Wen Wan a glass of red wine, and slowly spoke up as he handed it over, "This is a batch of red wine newly shipped from the French Rum Manor. You can try it."

The red wines at Rum Manor in France are famous all over the world.

As the saying goes, a bottle is hard to get a thousand gold coins, Wen Wan didn't expect Zhang Huaiyang to buy a batch.

She knew about a batch of ten bottles.

While Wen Wan was surprised, her affection for Zhang Huaiyang was increased by a little.

Plus, he was talking beside her, with a low and magnetic voice.

Wenwan had an illusion, as if the man sitting beside her was not Zhang Huaiyang, but the man she loved deeply... Zhong Nanqin.

She put the wine glass on her lips and took a sip.

The mellow and soft taste made her nod in satisfaction, "It's true that she is well-deserved."

Zhang Huaiyang shook the red wine in the glass lightly. He didn't look at Wen Wan, his eyes fell on the pure red liquid in the glass, and he slowly said, "If you like it, I'll send a batch to your house."

Wen Wan was a little flattered, "You are polite, Mr. Zhang, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Zhang Huaiyang turned his head, looked at her, and said lightly, "Since ancient times, flowers have been paired with beauties. For me, I have always been given with beauties with fine wine."

Wen Wan did not refuse anymore, looked up at him, smiling gently and movingly, "If Mr. Zhang has time, we will have dinner together tomorrow night."

This is the first time that Wenwan has taken the initiative to invite a man to dinner besides Zhong Nanqin.

She thought Zhang Huaiyang would not refuse.

Can result...

"Sorry, I'm going to go on a business trip tomorrow and I'll be back in three days."

Although Wen Wan was disappointed, she was a woman who was particularly good at hiding her emotions.

The smile on his face was still gentle, "It's okay, work is the most important thing."

"So," Zhang Huaiyang put down the goblet in his hand, with his hands back, and looked up at her, "If I have time this weekend, I'll call you."

Wen Wan nodded, "Okay."

Next, they exchanged their mobile phone numbers and WeChat accounts.

There was a table of mahjong next to him, and someone shouted to Zhang Huaiyang, "Mr. Zhang, come and have a play."

Zhang Huaiyang nodded, then looked at Wen Wan, "Do you want to go together?"

Wen Wan did not refuse, "Okay."

When the two walked over, someone immediately moved away from the position.

Zhang Huaiyang did not sit down, but said to Wen Wan, "Come on."

Wen Wan smiled and said to him, "What should I do, I won't..."

Zhang Huaiyang curled his lips lightly, "I will lose, I will win you."

Liu Jiali, another woman who made trouble in the barbecue restaurant last time, started to coax as soon as she heard it, "Mr. Zhang is indeed generous to the beauty."

Zhang Lanxin continued to coax, "Mr. Zhang, Wanwan is not like us. She is a real lady from a famous family. She can only arrange flowers and make tea, so how can she play mahjong?"

Wen Wan blushed and looked at the two of them with angrief.

Just as Zhang Huaiyang saw it, he pulled her down and then sat down next to her.

He leaned over and said softly in her ear, "You hit me, I'll teach you."

As he spoke, his burning breath sprayed over.

Wen Wan felt as if there was an electric current from her ears to her heart, and her body unconsciously softened a little.

In the following time, Zhang Huaiyang taught Wen Wan to play cards step by step.

During the teaching process, Zhang Huaiyang's hand touched Wen Wan's hand several times.

He calmed down, and gentleness had already blushed his cheeks.

After a night like this, Wen Wan became a big winner and won all the money from the other three companies.

Wen Wan's favor for Zhang Huaiyang was invisibly increased by another point.

The few people played until the early morning. When they returned home, Zhang Huaiyang drove his Bentley and personally sent Wen Wan to the door.

Watching him leave, the same Bentley car, Wen Wan's heart moved again.

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To be continued...