Downstairs of the brightly lit Mingzhu Building, stood a girl about fifteen years old, with black hair hanging down her waist and a clean white skirt, like an orchid in an empty valley, especially conspicuous in this noisy place.
Many people who came in and out couldn't help but glance at her.
However, she found that her pupils, like stars in the sky, showed a slight cold light, which made people feel cold.
They were all wondering why such a weak looking girl with a soft and peaceful face would be so cold.
She stepped on white sandals and strolled into the Pearl Tower. Under the bright light, her fair and tender skin glowed with a layer of white light, like white jade.
"Miss, please show your membership card!" A waiter stopped her.
"Look for someone, Yang Jianming." Yang Zimei's voice was cold.
"So I was looking for Young Master Yang, please go to Room 188." The waiter enthusiastically led her in.
From behind, there were whispers from several waiters.
"Tch, I thought she was a very innocent girl, but it turned out that she was just Young Master Yang's plaything, and she personally delivered it to her door, it's really low."
"Sigh, girls these days don't have chastity at all. As long as someone gives her a little favor, she will pounce on her."
Yang Zimei ignored their chewing.
She found that most of the world is like this, they always like to talk about people's rights and wrongs without knowing the truth, and she is too lazy to get angry.
The Mingzhu Building is decorated in a luxurious style. It is the top private club in City A, and she found that the Feng Shui layout here is excellent, and it is in a place where wealth is prosperous. No wonder it can generate a lot of money.
Of course, in this glamorous clubhouse, a lot of dark things have happened naturally, so there are faint evil spirits floating in many corners, but it is suppressed by the strong auspicious air, which has not affected the Feng Shui here.
In her last life, Yang Zimei used to stand at the door, looking enviously at the well-dressed men and women who came in and out of here, imagining that one day she would also be able to enter inside and have a ruthless meal.
But the minimum consumption is 3,000 members, and the membership system is implemented, so she can only hope.
Now that she has entered here, she doesn't have the envious mentality of her previous life. I don't know if it's because she has cultivated on the mountain for ten years, and her mentality is much calmer, and she is not surprised by favor or insult.
"Miss, it's here."
The waiter knocked lightly on the door and opened it.
Yang Zimei stood at the door.
I saw the smell of smoke, alcohol, and excess hormones mixed together, which made her sensitive nose wrinkle slightly, blocking her sense of smell.
The most exaggerated thing is that there is also a man and a woman inside who are entangled with each other and doing piston movements, and others are whistling and calling for cheers.
Really rotten!
When she appeared at the door in a white dress, the eyes of Yang Jianming, Huang Lin, Zhou Yin and others suddenly lit up, as if a cool wind was blowing in the heat.
"Wow, Young Master Yang, is this the sister you want to have sex with? She's a very small dragon girl!" Huang Lin, who always liked innocent girls, opened his mouth and shouted.
The other men also looked at Yang Zimei with blinking eyes, especially when they saw her delicate and white skin like jade porcelain, but with a charming pink skin, all of them were thinking, what would it be like to touch it in their hands? Comfortable touch.
Seeing Yang Zimei coming, Yang Jianming was proud. He pretended to be lazily leaning on the sofa, with a cigar in his mouth, hooked his fingers, and smiled evilly, "Sister Zimei, come and sit here with brother."
Just as Yang Zimei was about to move, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind, "Student Yang Zimei, why are you here?"
Without looking back, she recognized that it was the voice of her head teacher, Qin Kaiwen.
Qin Kaiwen was invited here by a friend today, and just after drinking, he saw Yang Zimei's white and clear figure standing here at a glance. He was overjoyed and walked over. He looked into the box curiously, and found Sitting there were the four notorious playboys of City A, they couldn't help frowning, and then looked at Yang Zimei with a bit of disappointment and loss in their eyes.
This kind of girl who looks clean and looks like a little dragon girl should be sitting on a white rattan chair in the garden reading a book and drinking tea, instead of standing here in the smoky place, circling among a bunch of beasts in clothes.