Out of control and sinking

The bodyguard whispered: "Tianyan Club."

Jiang Ruan has heard of the name of this club, and those who can go here to spend are all wealthy and powerful families in the capital.

At the entrance of the clubhouse, the bodyguard opened the door, and Jiang Ruan got out of the car.

The first sight is a luxurious and luxurious European-style building, with hundreds of floors, it is extremely magnificent, and it is indeed the most luxurious club in the entire capital.

Jiang Ruan withdrew her shocked gaze and followed the bodyguards inside. The more she walked in, the happier she was when she saw all kinds of women with exquisite makeup.

Fortunately, she quickly put on makeup on the way.

She is not afraid of being ugly without makeup.

But on this occasion, delicate makeup can boost your self-confidence even more.

At the door of the private room, the bodyguard pushed the door open and stopped at the same time: "Miss Jiang, please."

The door was pushed open 45 degrees, and the noisy sound from inside also pierced through, and there was the sound of mahjong blocks.

Can Bo Ye still play mahjong?
Why doesn't she know?
It's all here, Jiang Ruan has been in the entertainment circle for so long, not being stage fright is the most basic quality.

She stepped on high heels and walked in the door, and everyone in the private room looked up, looking at the visitor curiously.

Jiang Ruan caught sight of Bo Ye who was in the main seat. He lowered his eyebrows, holding a mahjong block in his hand, and was sorting out the cards in a leisurely manner.

Every gesture exudes aura.

Sitting there, He is the Lord.

What she was wearing was not the black suit she wore in the morning, but a very eye-catching purple embroidered python silk shirt with an open neckline. With a man's dignified face, it made her look even more outstanding.

The sleeves were rolled up to the crook of the arms, exposing the smooth arms, and the invisible protruding veins were even more wild.

There are three other men sitting at the same table with him, they don't look very old, they look like they are in their 20s.

Next to each man sits a girl who is particularly well-dressed and has a lot of temperament.

Jiang Ruan glanced roughly, they should all be famous ladies in the capital, wearing top jewelry of various luxury brands.

Or it's a high profile girlfriend.

When Jiang Ruan looked at them, they also looked at Jiang Ruan all over.

At this time, an interesting voice sounded.

"Tsk, that's really strange."

Si Chen: "Why do you feel that this young lady looks familiar, as if you have seen it somewhere?"

"Is there any beauties in the entire capital that you, Young Master, have never seen?" The white suspenders and black long straight woman behind Si Chen teased: "Even if you think he is beautiful and want to strike up a conversation, at least you can find a fresher excuse, such a low way to strike up a conversation You are also willing to use it."

"Fuck you, I'm serious."

"Aren't you telling the truth in everything you say? Do you believe me?"

"It's not like you can't make it through if you don't bully me for a day, right?"

"Yeah, I feel bad if I don't talk to you."

The two bickered.

Si Chen gritted his teeth angrily, and suddenly realized: "I remembered, she is Jiang Ruan, the girl who has been very popular in the entertainment industry for the past two years."

"I also filmed several TV series, do you have any impression?"

"Hey, I'm really impressed when you say that." Someone next to him answered.

"I'll just say, she looks familiar."

Si Chen glared at the black and straight girl, namely Feng Meiling: "What else do you have to say?"

"I told you I didn't lie to you."

Feng Meiling curled her lips: "I don't know, besides, I don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry."

"Tch, that's because you are ignorant."

Feng Meiling rolled her eyes: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"But why did she come here?"

Feng Meiling said, looking at Jiang Ruan a few times, thinking that this girl is really pretty.

It's not the kind of bad street appearance, but the kind of appearance that emerges from the mud and is not stained, very pure, with bright eyes and white teeth, like a student.

Feng Meiling raised her eyebrows, this kind of appearance can most arouse a man's desire to protect.

"Did you call here?"

Several people next to him denied it one after another, saying they didn't know each other.

Si Chen is even more impossible.

Otherwise, no one would even recognize it.

At this point, Feng Meiling looked at Jiang Ruan with a smile and asked, "Is that Miss Jiang Ruan? Did you go to the wrong private room?"

"We don't seem to know anyone here."