Urban Immortal Lord

Before Wang Ziwei could even get angry, the male classmates started making sarcastic remarks.

"Xia Tian, ​​what do you mean? You're trying to get your hands on the woman that Young Master Wang has his eye on? Can you handle this?" Class monitor Zhan Wei mocked Xia Tian.

"Yes, don't forget, if it weren't for Young Master Wang, you wouldn't even have the chance to come to such a high-class club!"

"Go back and sit down. Don't make Young Master Wang angry and embarrass yourself!"

Many classmates mocked Xia Tian. Clearly, after Wang Ziwei ordered ten girls to accompany them for their pleasure, the male classmates followed Wang Ziwei's lead.

Xia Tian, ​​however, didn't care about the gazes of the crowd. She calmly walked onto the stage, didn't even glance at Wang Ziwei, and said to Wang Xiaoling with a forced smile, "Let's go, let's sit at my place for a while."

"Xia Tian, ​​don't go too far!" At this moment, Gao Xuan stood up from her seat and said to Xia Tian with a disdainful look, "I know you like me, but feelings can't be forced. If you're going to go against Ziwei because of this, aren't you being a bit petty?"

"Oh!"

Xia Tian laughed, then shook his head. This woman was taking herself way too seriously. If there was any affection Xia Tian had for Gao Xuan before he met her, it was because she was the only girl he had ever liked during his high school years.

But now, Xia Tian has lost all interest in her. She's just a gold digger who only knows how to climb the social ladder. She's willing to become Wang Ziwei's plaything for money. Xia Tian really looks down on her.

Moreover, Xia Tian believes that even if Wang Ziwei's father is worth hundreds of millions, so what? He can make him disappear from the face of the earth whenever he wants!

Power and wealth are certainly important to ordinary people. But for Xia Tian, ​​in the face of absolute strength, they can be destroyed with a flick of the finger!

"Sorry, I have absolutely no interest in a woman like you. Don't be so presumptuous," Xia Tian said calmly, shaking his head.

Immediately, Xia Tian took Wang Xiaoling's hand and, amidst Wang Xiaoling's bewildered gaze, walked towards the corner of the private room.

"Do you have money? Can you afford to play this game? Do you know how much it costs to hire a hostess here? I'm afraid your monthly salary wouldn't be enough to cover it!" Wang Ziwei said sarcastically, looking at Xia Tian's figure.

Xia Tian was about to retort when Wang Xiaoling said, "Sorry, I'll provide him with free services!"

Wang Xiaoling's words were undoubtedly a slap in the face to Wang Ziwei's disgusting behavior. In an instant, Wang Ziwei's face turned red, and he was powerless to refute. He could only watch helplessly as Xia Tian led Wang Xiaoling back to their seats.

He seemed to vent his anger on Gao Xuan, not only by embracing her on both sides, but also by doing so, as if only in this way could he disgust Xia Tian.

After all, Gao Xuan was Xia Tian's dream girl!

……

After this little incident, the entire private room remained lively under the DJ's vibrations, but everyone was silent, especially the eight female classmates in the room, each with their own thoughts.

The male students, on the other hand, kept pouring drinks for their female companions, trying to get them drunk and then take them to a hotel room.

Before long, this scene naturally drew envy from many male students.

Summer naturally wouldn't pay attention to such trivial matters. After leading Wang Xiaoling to a secluded corner, he subtly let go of her hand, not wanting to have such an ambiguous relationship with her.

The moment Xia Tian let go, Wang Xiaoling felt a pang of disappointment. Seeing the two return, Ma Hao quickly poured Wang Xiaoling a glass of red wine, then gave Xia Tian a thumbs-up and said, "This must be your wife, right? Brother, aren't you going to introduce her to me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is my friend." Xia Tian denied it on the spot, and then told Ma Hao about her experience of sharing an apartment with Wang Xiaoling.

"You're something else, Xia Tian! You've even started playing 'Touch and Sing'?" Wang Xiaoling said, half-jokingly and half-seriously. After what had just happened, she naturally knew that this class reunion was organized by one of Xia Tian's wealthy classmates, and that the so-called "Touch and Sing" had nothing to do with Xia Tian.

Furthermore, from the conflict between Xia Tian and Wang Ziwei, Wang Xiaoling knew that the two seemed to be at odds. Xia Tian's location also revealed this; only someone who was not valued would sit in such a secluded corner, completely unnoticed.

"No way, I don't have the money to play this game. Besides, you saw it yourself, it was arranged by my rich classmate," Xia Tian explained.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoling said, "You mean, if you had money, you would go out and have fun? Humph, men are all the same."

Xia Tian smiled wryly at the sight. It seemed that Wang Xiaoling always liked to argue with him, and no matter what Xia Tian said, she was always wrong and unable to refute it.

"By the way, was that girl your first love?" Wang Xiaoling asked happily when she saw Xia Tian's discomfiture.

So Xia Tian told Wang Xiaoling about her past in high school. With Ma Hao's deliberate embellishment, Xia Tian's "love letter incident" was portrayed as that of a romantic.

Thus, the three of them chatted happily about everyday matters throughout the summer.

……

About five minutes later, Wang Ziwei hurriedly pushed open the door to the private room with Gao Xuan. He then gulped down a glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and his expression improved. He then sat down in his seat as if nothing had happened.

Everyone looked on incredulously, though they could only laugh inwardly and dared not say it aloud.

"Bang!"

Just as Wang Ziwei sat down to catch his breath, a loud bang came from outside the private room. A fat middle-aged man kicked the door open, startling some of the timid girls who screamed.

The middle-aged, obese man's gaze slowly swept over everyone in the private room, then stopped on Wang Ziwei, who was sitting in the main seat. His eyes instantly turned fierce, and he pointed at Wang Ziwei, saying, "You little brat, you hit me and tried to run away? You think you can get away?"

Everyone then realized that he had gotten into trouble outside and had sneaked back!

"What do you want?" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Wang Ziwei stood up and said aggressively to the fat middle-aged man, "You fat bastard, look at yourself! You dare to flirt with my girlfriend? I'm already being kind by not killing you, and you still dare to come looking for trouble!"

It turned out that under the influence of alcohol, Wang Ziwei was overcome with lust. Intoxicated, he didn't care who the other person was and started punching and kicking the middle-aged man before quickly leaving the scene and returning to the private room.

Unexpectedly, this obese middle-aged man came knocking on their door.

"Yeah, Fatty, know when to quit while you're ahead. Young Master Wang isn't someone you can mess with!" Squad leader Zhan Wei chimed in. "Besides, look at all these guys, do you think you can beat us?"

Seeing this, the obese middle-aged man couldn't help but sneer and said, "You want to outnumber us, huh? A bunch of brats who haven't even grown their hair yet, you really don't know your place."

As he spoke, the obese man took out a cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

Seeing this, everyone began to panic and turned their gazes to Wang Ziwei.

"Don't be afraid, let him call for help. I know the manager of this club very well," Wang Ziwei said confidently.

With Wang Ziwei full of confidence, everyone's concerns were dispelled.