It was Luo Yixing who spoke.
He had just arrived and saw Xu Lu sitting opposite Pei Feng with a smile on her face. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!
He was a regular at the Antique Collection Exchange, but he had never brought Xu Lu with him.
Xu Lu was so beautiful and outstanding. Before he had completely caught up to her, he wasn't willing to bring her to this kind of place. It had to be known that the people here were all second generation with illustrious family backgrounds, and all of them were jackals who would eat meat without spitting out the bones. He didn't want Xu Lu to be targeted or snatched away by other second generation.
However, he did not expect that Zhuang Feiyu would bring her to this Antique Collection Exchange. What was even more surprising was that Pei Feng was there too!
"Yo, Luo Shao, you are finally here."
"Luo Shao, do you know the pretty girl sitting next to Zhuang Feiyu? Is she from your school?"
"Yeah, that girl is hot too. She is not inferior to Zhuang Feiyu at all. Luo Shao, introduce her to me, will you?"
Luo Yixing's mouth twitched. He said coldly, "Get the f * ck out of here! She is my girlfriend! "
"Hehe, I was just joking, just joking …"
"Luo Shao, what is the relationship between that guy and Zhuang Feiyu?"
Luo Yixing glanced at the tall and skinny young man who was staring at Zhuang Feiyu and Pei Feng, and a cunning smile appeared on his face.
"They are boyfriend and girlfriend. They just started dating, and it was Zhuang Feiyu who took the initiative to pursue him."
"What?!"
Hearing this, the rich second generations' faces changed, and some of their eyes turned red.
In the circle, Zhuang Feiyu was the most beautiful woman. Not only was she beautiful and fashionable, but she also had a famous director father.
Although there were many second-generation girls, and many of them had better family backgrounds than Zhuang Feiyu, those who were as beautiful as her … were really rare. Therefore, for a long time, there were many second-generation men in the circle who coveted Zhuang Feiyu. Even many second-generation men in their twenties and thirties had their eyes on this juicy little peach. In the end … no one could get her, but this loser from the bottom of society had gotten her?
Not only was he Zhuang Feiyu's boyfriend, but Zhuang Feiyu had taken the initiative to pursue him?!
They simply could not accept such a fact!
"It's a pity that Zhan Bawang isn't here today. If he were here … he would definitely tear this kid apart!"
One of the second-generation men in a checkered suit suddenly said.
Zhan Bawang was Zhan Pengfei, this was the nickname given to him by the rich second generations in the circle.
Because of Zhan Pengfei's existence, even in the circle of rich second generations, no one dared to openly pursue Zhuang Feiyu.
It was not the first time that a suitor of Zhuang Feiyu was chased and beaten by Zhan Pengfei. One of the most famous times was when a very arrogant second-generation coal miner not only openly pursued Zhuang Feiyu, but also challenged Zhan Pengfei to a battle, wanting him to give up Zhuang Feiyu.
In the end, this second-generation coal miner was seriously injured and had multiple fractures. He lay in the hospital for a whole six months. His father, who owned the coal mine, originally wanted to avenge his son, but after learning about Zhan Pengfei's family background, he didn't even dare to fart. It was said that in the end, he even prepared a big gift and personally went to apologize to Zhan Pengfei.
In a guest room on the second floor.
Park Shao-yang followed behind a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance. He smiled, nodded, shook hands with several middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes in front of him, and chatted amiably.
The dignified middle-aged man was his uncle, a big boss in the steel business. The few people opposite him were all big shots in Shanghai's political circle. His uncle had no children, so he especially doted on him. He had always treated him like his own son and often took him to various high-end activities.
As they were talking and laughing, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure stood at the door and waved at him.
Luo Yixing?
Park Shao-yang frowned slightly. He and Luo Yixing were both people in the circle, and they were also very familiar with each other, but their relationship was very ordinary.
In fact, in school, his relationship with the boys was only ordinary. After all, no one was stupid enough to be a supporting character beside a handsome man like him.
He said something to his uncle and walked out. "Luo Yixing, what's the matter?"
Luo Yixing looked gloomily and pointed at the window below. "Look, who's here?"
Park Shao-yang looked at the direction he was pointing at, and his face suddenly darkened. "Why is he here?"
Luo Yixing stared coldly at Pei Feng and said in a low voice, "I also think it's strange. Without an asset certificate of more than 50 million yuan, or a guarantee from a member of the same level, it's impossible to enter the antique collection exchange banquet … Who on earth guaranteed this guy to enter? Could it be Zhuang Feiyu?"
Park Shao-yang shook his head. "No way. Xu Lu must have been guaranteed by Zhuang Feiyu to enter. A member can only guarantee one person, so he either entered with someone else's guarantee, or he sneaked in himself. With his skills, it shouldn't be difficult for him to sneak in. "
Luo Yixing's eyes suddenly lit up. "Should I ask the security guard to come and interrogate him? Damn it, I'm not happy when I see him. How can a poor loser like him enter this kind of place? It's like a rat's poop fell into a pot of porridge. It's disgusting! "
"It's not good to do this, right? If he really entered with someone's guarantee, wouldn't it be very embarrassing? "
The two were talking in a low voice when suddenly, a voice came from below. "Yo, Overlord Zhan! You're back from Jiankang? "
"Brother Zhan, long time no see!"
"Brother Zhan, I didn't expect you to come too. Come, come, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You have to drink with me."
Zhan Pengfei came?
Luo Yixing and Park Shao-yang walked to the handrail and looked down — a tall young man in a black windbreaker and a young man with slicked-back hair in a suit and leather shoes were striding in. The young man in the black windbreaker walked majestically, and his steps were very big.
The two looked at each other, and there was a smile in their eyes.
Luo Yixing hated Pei Feng very much. He saw him as a thorn in his side because Pei Feng had made him lose face in public twice at A Bar and the New Year's Welcoming Gala. Moreover, this guy and Xu Lu had an inexplicable relationship.
Park Shao-yang swore to defeat Pei Feng. Without the factor of women, he didn't hate Pei Feng as much as Luo Yixing did. But he made a fool of himself in public, and even said that Taekwondo was only for show but not for show, saying that he wouldn't be able to win in this lifetime … This deep sense of humiliation made him also very hostile to Pei Feng — as long as he could suppress Pei Feng's arrogance, he was happy to see it.
Zhan Pengfei actually came …
This was interesting. There was definitely a good show to watch!
…
Zhuang Feiyu was tasting the large plate of desserts that Pei Feng brought over with a small spoon, and discussing with Xu Lu which dessert was the best. Suddenly, a person stood beside their table with a gust of wind.
"Light Rain, come with me for a moment. I have something to say to you."
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