e entire time; did he want to support Nuwan What was so good about that damned little brat She argued with him every day and made him angry. If he were going to support someone, wouldn’t it be better...056 The Soft-hearted Club (1)

The Soft-hearted Club.

This is a high-end club frequented by aristocratic ladies and wealthy young masters, operating under a VIP system. As another well-known venue under the Tang Corporation, it features European-style decor while upholding Chinese leisure culture to create an elegant and refined environment. It offers facilities such as presidential suites, count's suites, deluxe rooms, and is equipped with top-tier amenities to provide comprehensive services including accommodations, bathing, fitness, beauty SPA, and social dining.

The entire building consists of office space from the first to seventh floors, while the eighth floor and above are under Tangxin Club's jurisdiction.

Wenran and Ye Feimo arrive at the 21st floor; throughout the journey, she has no idea why Ye Feimo brought her here, only vaguely aware that it might be a banquet.

The entire way, his expression is as cold as autumn water in a still pond, and she dare not provoke him, choosing instead to remain silent.

Two tall men in black tuxedos were standing at the entrance of the ballroom. Upon seeing Ye Fei Mo, they respectfully called him Second Young Master Ye. Their eyes were filled with surprise as they fell upon the Warmth beside Ye Fei Mo. Warmth gave them a polite smile, and Ye Fei Mo turned around to give her a cold glance; he did not like it when she smiled at other men so sweetly. Warmth looked innocent and clueless about his displeasure. He said nothing more but gestured for her to link arms with him.

She offered a sweet smile, suppressing her displeasure, and linked her arm through his. His deep gaze fell on her, complicated and ambiguous. He then said, "Miss Warmth, please give your signature smile."

Warmth smiled sweetly once again, radiantly gentle—her smile was just as her name.

Ye Feimo said indifferently, "Very well."

Two men pushed open the grand door, and Wenman挽著Ye Feimo walked into the opulent ballroom.

This was a high-end banquet venue in the Tangxin Clubhouse, elaborately decorated in a retro European court style, so much so that even the chandeliers seemed to transport one back to the courts of Europe in the fourteenth century. support for her was his own initiative. Perhaps he saw potential in her or knew she could be a money tree, or perhaps he liked her.Cai Xiaojing finally understood why Ye Feimo had always told her not...