Chapter 25: Remember This Name Because This Could Be the Name Of Your Future Boyfriend

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Yin Mobei and Fu Tingyuan’s departure caused the large booth to become cheerless in an instant.

Bai Ye still felt a little dazed and immersed in the lingering atmosphere that Luo Nanchu had created, unable to snap out of it.

After a moment, he caressed his chin and muttered, “Luo Nanchu is something of a rarity, huh.”

On his sofa, Xiao Fengting chuckled upon hearing this. As he held a drinking glass in his left hand, the green prayer beads on his wrist contrasted against the jade-like whiteness of his skin.

“Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife. You should not do something that you will regret for your entire life.”

Bai Ye threw him a blank look before asking, “Do you think I am incapable of reading someone’s face?”

Earlier, he could clearly see that Fu Tingyuan’s face was as black as the bottom of a wok.

That dude was insane too. He was the one asking her to striptease, yet he was displeased when he saw Luo Nanchu seducing Yin Mobei.

It was just eye candy for the moment; he was allowed to enjoy it for just a short while, wasn’t he?

There was no man who could resist that small waist and those beautiful legs.

Xiao Fengting was thinking of what to say, when the tightly shut booth door was suddenly opened from the outside.

He glanced over and realized it was a female server.

Tang Qing hurried inside with her head lowered, walked toward the coffee table, and half-knelt to clear it.

She had seen Luo Nanchu enter and became worried, so she could not help but go in to take a look at the situation.

However, there were only two people remaining in the booth now.

Luo Nanchu must have departed from here, Tang Qing thought, feeling relieved.

Just as she was getting up to leave, a lanky, lustrous white hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She was shocked for a moment and lifted her head to find the man on the sofa staring at her unblinkingly. That gaze… carried an emotion that she could not describe. He seemed surprised, but also something else altogether.

In an instant, the many inexplicable emotions in his pale golden eyes faded away as a kind of warm, gentle color emerged instead. He smiled at her in a graceful, elegant manner.

“What’s your name?” he asked, his voice light and clear, like running water in a transparent brook.

Tang Qing noticed the green prayer beads worn on the left wrist of the man who was grabbing her hand.

“Tang Qing,” she replied courteously.

“Tang Qing…” He repeated her name. His pale golden eyes rippled gradually into a smiling visage like blossoming flowers in spring—a splendor that was unparalleled.

“I’m Xiao Fengting. Remember this name because this could be the name of your future boyfriend.”

“Pffft!” Beside him, Bai Ye spat out the drink in his mouth.

…

“Mr. Fu,” Luo Nanchu protested coquettishly, “my hand feels like it’s breaking. Can you please let me go?”

He strengthened his grip, and she felt like her wrist was going to break into pieces.

Fu Tingyuan darted a freezing look toward her. “Was this how you seduced men in the past?”

“What do you mean by ‘this?'” Luo Nanchu smiled coyly. “Has Mr. Fu ever been seduced by me?”

She immediately felt a sharp pang in her wrist. She stifled a curse word as her face grew so pale that she could barely smile.

Fu Tingyuan noticed that she seemed to be biting her lip aggrievedly to endure the pain, and his heart finally felt a little more at ease. He could not stand seeing Luo Nanchu’s smiling face right now.

He let go of her hands and walked out of the club.

Luo Nanchu followed behind him obediently and then got into his Bentley Arnage.

The black Bentley sped along.

Luo Nanchu opened the window slightly to let the night air in.

She gazed out the window into the resplendence of the night view and inexplicably let out a chuckle.

Fu Tingyuan took a glimpse at her.

“Mr. Fu, we were traveling on different paths, but we are now united on the same one, right?”

“…”

She was all smiles as she amended, “Eek, I have spoken wrongly. We are indeed on different paths then.”

They had long since become strangers to each other.