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Chapter 9 Either turn back now

Wen Ying suddenly smiled, but her smile was quite cold. Often, her smile touched people's hearts most directly. It brought out a lot of softness and charm in her bones. What's more, it was aggressive, with both coldness and beauty coming out of her skin.

Strong impact.

She lowered her eyelashes and looked at Ms. Liang in the video. She felt that it was quite exciting. This appearance was even more on point than before.

This strong contrast attracted bees and butterflies. No wonder Mr. Huo spent his time surrounding her. The prince's time was all about money.

The video was forwarded to others to watch. Wen Ying supported her chin and asked with a smile, "Look, it's so beautiful, isn't it?"

"That's not as beautiful as you."

"No, not even a hair can compare to you."

"Who in the whole port city is more beautiful than our Yingying."

Hearing these words, Wen Ying felt really sad, "You're lying, aren't you? I think Zhi Qian loves to watch, who is blind?"

This answer is not easy to say.

Everyone was only thinking about whether Mr. Huo would die after being caught again after wavering.

Huo Xiaolian took a breath and said, "Yingying."

She is so calm, there must be something wrong with her.

He didn't understand why her fighting power would be weaker if replaced by this little white flower.

In the past, if she had strangled those women's thoughts to death, could she still allow the little white flower to jump around like this?
Wen Ying picked up the wine on the glass coffee table and drank it all, smiling calmly, "I wonder if I can catch up with Miss Liang's dance."

Mr. Lin smiled slowly, "Wangbei Road is only 10 minutes away from here, Yingying, I'll definitely catch up if I go now."

Huo Xiaolian raised his foot and kicked him, "Damn it, you're still fighting the fire, is that eye-catching thing worth showing to Yingying?"

Mr. Lin turned aside and dodged, still laughing, "Why are you holding it back? We don't want Yingying to be wronged. Ah, be good, don't stop Yingying."

Either turn a blind eye or recognize the reality. The powerful and wealthy families do not lack love, but what they lack is the sobriety to look back.

If the little princess they watched grow up couldn't be happy, it would be in vain that they had spoiled her for so many years.

After all, Mr. Huo can't really be taken advantage of.

Wen Ying hung her hair behind her ears, turned her face sideways, with a coolness in her charm, and a cold and charming smile on her lips, "As pure as Miss Liang, she can even go on stage to pole dance. I really should go there to do it." enjoy to the full."

No one stopped Wen Ying.

Everyone present may have different thoughts, but they all choose to respect it.

Can Wen Ying not see clearly?No, she just didn't make a choice.

Huo Xiaolian was not drunk enough and was responsible for driving. Lu Junzhi was afraid that Wen Ying would be offended, so he followed him to the bar angrily.

Wangbei Road is a bar street, and all kinds of expensive sports cars and motorcycles rush by, and the exhaust fumes from the cars are burning money.

In the past, the venues Wen Ying went to were all high-end clubs, with bodyguards clearing the way, surrounded by friends, and extremely high security, but it was the first time he went back to a bar.

However, Ye Nong is also quite famous in Hong Kong City. It is a membership-only restaurant, and there are many wealthy people gathered there.

Huo Xiaolian loved to play all his life, and he had penetrated all the gold sales dens in Hong Kong City. He held the membership card between his two fingers and waved it, and was respectfully welcomed into Ye Nong by the security guards.

The sound in the bar was deafening, making Wen Ying's ears hurt.

Wen Ying froze at first glance. The little white flowers on the stage were indeed different in style. Under the stage lights, the heavy makeup could be seen, making her look enchanting and charming.

Huo Xiaolian followed Wen Ying's gaze and commented, "Tsk, they're all over the street."

What does his brother think?

Oh shit.

Huo Xiaolian looked at the beauty Pingting next to him. Yingying was so charming and talented that no one could imitate her temperament. The thought of her suffering from love really made her heartache, "Yingying, why don't we leave it alone?" ." Wen Ying did not move, his eyes fell on the stage and did not look back, "You mean to let me ignore it, right?"

Huo Xiaolian took out a breath and asked, "How else can you let him go?"

Why bother?

Everyone knows that as soon as Bai Yueguang comes back, his heart will be there.

One hand is holding on to the person who is deeply devoted to him, and the other hand cannot let go of the person he once loved.

Huo Xiaolian thought he was greedy.

This is the desire engraved in the bones of the powerful, and they have to have their cake and eat it too.

Too much, really too much.

Yingying still doesn't want to wake up, so what can she do.

Huo Xiaolian advised, "Yingying, either turn around and leave now."

"You're on top, why don't you just walk away." Lu Junzhi was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves, "I thought she was some innocent little white flower who came here on purpose to seduce men, right? The guy named Huo is also a bitch, so he just plucked out his eyes!"

Huo Xiaolian was quite innocent when he was implicated, "Hey, Lu Junzhi!"

Lu Junzhi sneered, "Your brother is worse than you!"

How could he, Huo Xiaolian, be slandered for nothing? He was so angry that he said, "When have I ever been a scumbag to a woman? Can you name a person and I will share your surname! My sisters and I are easy to get along with! But I have never been a scumbag to them!" "

Lu Junzhi almost pointed at his nose, "Scumbag!"

The noisy sounds reached Wen Ying's ears. Strangely, the bar was crowded, but Wen Ying could fixate on Huo Zhiqian's figure at a glance. He was noble, dark, violent, and without any trace of calmness.At that moment, Wen Ying couldn't see what was causing trouble in his heart, so that he became a bit strange in her eyes.

She watched him fall into madness for another woman.

It seemed that as soon as he met her, he lost his mind.

Wen Ying walked in the direction of Huo Zhiqian, and the pure and beautiful feeling on her body was particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

There was a crazy crowd around her, and all those prying eyes on her were blocked by Huo Xiaolian's threatening eyes.

"Yingying, what are you going to do?" Lu Junzhi asked.

As Wen Ying walked, he looked sideways at the beauty on the stage and said abruptly, "What do you think if I go up and dance?"

"You're crazy!" Lu Junzhi pulled her to a stop, feeling that she was so angry that she lost her mind, "How can a place like this deserve a dance from you?"

Influenced by her artist mother, Wen Ying began to learn classical dance from well-known masters at the age of three. At the age of 15, she became famous in Hong Kong with her sleeve dance.

That year, all the noble gentlemen were turned upside down by her, and Mr. Xu never gave up thinking about her for so many years.

The top private theater in Hong Kong City witnessed the little princess of Hong Kong City's first official and complete dance in her life. Is she crazy now and wants to be on the stage in this terrible place?

I can't even think about it!

Wen Ying asked calmly, "Master Huo really likes to watch, doesn't he?"

Lu Junzhi had a headache and a sore throat, and his voice was shrill, "Is it dance that men like to watch? It's obviously a dance without clothes!"

"Yingying, let's go back now." Huo Xiaolian pulled Wen Ying to leave, but Wen Ying threw him away.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, and the five-color light hit her face and browbones, making her look strange. "If I go back, doesn't it mean I'm admitting defeat?"

The pole dance on stage just ended, and bursts of cheers came. This was Liang Wanyue's last dance.

The host appeared on the stage and said, "Everyone knows the rules here. Without further ado, let's start bidding."

Wen Ying frowned slightly, "Xiao Lian, what does this mean?"

(End of this chapter)