At this moment, in the private room where Zhu Yan was, there were six people, including her. Aside from Zhu Yan, who was the only woman, the rest were all men.
Watching Zhu Yan chat and laugh with those men, Sun Zhe couldn't help but think of what Wang Feng had said earlier, and a sour knot formed in his stomach.
Why did Zhu Yan dress up so beautifully tonight and come to a place teeming with the wealthy? Could she really be trying to hook a few rich men?
The three of them were hiding behind a coral decoration. They were only about twenty meters away from Zhu Yan's private room in a straight line, but a fountain separated them.
As Sun Zhe was lost in thought, Ye Qiao suddenly asked, "Brother, is the man sitting next to my mom the one you saw at the KTV that night?"
Sun Zhe nodded. "That's him."
Ye Qiao murmured softly, "I have to admit... that man is quite good-looking. With a face like that, even women would get jealous."
