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Wen Qi has always had a free-spirited and flamboyant personality, and is also a bit lewd.

Looking at this row of handsome guys in front of me, I'm getting a little envious.

He leaned back on the sofa like an old man, lazily beckoning with his finger: "Come here, everyone, don't stand there."

As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome men swarmed around him.

Just as one of the handsome young men was about to sit down next to Wen Qi, his arm was suddenly pulled aside by a force from behind.

The young man's face darkened, and just as he was about to lash out, he turned around and saw who it was, and immediately shut his mouth.

They obediently stepped aside, not daring to show any further intention of fighting.

Wen Qi took in this little episode, lazily raised her hand to brush her long hair behind her ear, and a smile appeared on her lips.

He thought to himself: No matter what kind of job it is, the competition is fierce.

Wen Qi relaxed, and a handsome guy gently massaged her shoulder on her left, with just the right amount of pressure.

On the right, a handsome man is gently massaging my legs with skillful technique.

The handsome man in front of her held a fruit platter and carefully fed her the cut fruit.

There are also dedicated staff carrying top-quality red wine, ready to serve at any time.

Two incredibly handsome men with amazing physiques were performing a hot striptease on a small stage in the center of the private room, their hormones raging.

Wen Qi leaned back in the soft sofa, surrounded by a group of handsome men.

Enjoying the attention and adulation, his brows relaxed and his mood was more cheerful than ever before.

Ah, life...

That's how you have to live life to the fullest.

"Miss Wen, try this bottle of 82 Lafite, it has a very rich flavor." The boy who had been serving her on the left came over.

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, and her tone was somewhat ingratiating.

Her appearance has a gentle, broken quality that makes her look especially pitiful.

Wen Qi turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow casually: "How do you know my surname is Wen? Do you know me?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gently: "Is there anyone online who doesn't know Miss Wen?"

Wen Qi chuckled softly upon hearing this, "That's true."

He blamed himself for being too famous, as he was recognized wherever he went.

She paused, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

Suddenly, she stared intently at the boy in front of her, her eyes sharpening as she sized him up.

Su Xinghe felt inexplicably uneasy under Wen Qi's direct and sharp gaze.

She subconsciously touched her face and asked softly, "Miss Wen, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"You're not quite right," Wen Qi said bluntly.

Su Xinghe asked in confusion, "Does Miss Wen find me unattractive, or is it because I haven't served you well?"

She wondered to herself that her appearance was the currently most sought-after type of broken look.

Logically speaking, there should be no way the secret would be exposed.

Wen Qi leaned forward slightly, getting closer to him, and sniffed lightly: "You're not a model, are you?"

Su Xinghe was stunned.

He clearly hadn't expected her to see through his disguise at a glance.

This club belongs to his friend, and he was invited over by several childhood friends.

I never expected to run into Wen Qi, and I even learned from the supervisor that Wen Qi had ordered a lot of male models.

He already had a bit of a crush on Wen Qi, so he wanted to come over and strike up a conversation.

Before Su Xinghe could react...

Wen Qi added, "Someone in your family must be sick."

Su Xinghe was even more shocked: "You...how did you figure that out?"

His elders did indeed suddenly fall ill with a strange disease.

Just as Wen Qi was about to respond, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

With a "bang".

The music in the entire private room stopped abruptly due to the shock.

Everyone present was stunned and turned to look at the door.

Lu Jisheng stood at the door, his face ashen and his eyes bloodshot.

Staring at the chaotic scene in the private room, and watching Wen Qi surrounded by a group of handsome men enjoying herself, she trembled with anger.

"Wen Qi!"

Gritting his teeth, his face was hideous!

When Wen Qi saw that the person who came was Lu Jisheng, she lazily raised an eyebrow and said teasingly, "Oh, who do we have here? It's President Lu. President Lu has time to come to a place like this at this hour?"

Lu Jisheng was furious at her attitude and strode towards Wen Qi, reaching out to pull her up from the sofa.

Su Xinghe immediately realized it was Lu Jisheng when he heard it was him.

He immediately stood up and stood firmly in front of Wen Qi, blocking Lu Jisheng.

Looking Lu Jisheng up and down, her tone was quite mocking: "Oh, so this is the infamous, utterly despicable CEO Lu? Seeing is believing, he's disgusting just looking at you."

Lu Jisheng glared at Su Xinghe and growled, "What are you? Get out of my way!"

Su Xinghe scoffed, took half a step back, and completely shielded Wen Qi: "You're the one who should get lost, aren't you? You're filthy beyond belief. Don't pollute Miss Wen's eyes or spoil her enjoyment."

Wen Qi leaned back on the sofa, clicking her tongue in disapproval.

These words struck a chord with her; she loved hearing them.

She raised her hand, signaling the handsome men present to ignore her, her tone languid and carefree: "Continue, ignore the idlers, keep playing the music, keep dancing."

Seeing this, the handsome guys quickly turned the music back on.

The two male models on stage continued dancing. After a while, they took off all their clothes except for their underwear.

His muscular physique was perfectly defined, exuding masculinity.

Wen Qi stared wide-eyed, a smile playing on her lips, completely ignoring Lu Jisheng standing to the side.

Lu Jisheng's anger surged to its peak, his face flushed red, and he pointed at Wen Qi, rambling incoherently: "Wen Qi, have you no shame? Hiring a bunch of men to dance this kind of low-class dance!"

Don't forget, you're still my wife, Lu Jisheng's wife. Using my money and my title to fool around in places like this, believe me or not, I'll post all of this online!

Wen Qi smiled and said, "Get lost. You, Lu Jisheng, have been spending my money and supporting your mistress for so many years. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you have the nerve to tell me what to do?"

Post it online? Go ahead and post it. You guys are ashamed of even having sex in bed.

I admire abs. What's so shameful about dating male models?

"While I'm in a good mood right now, get out of my sight and stop getting in my way."

Su Xinghe chimed in, "Get lost, don't be a nuisance here."

"Wen Qi, you shameless woman, come out here!" Lu Jisheng was furious and made a move to rush over.

Su Xinghe easily knocked Lu Jisheng to the ground, his contempt reaching its peak: "Someone as utterly despicable as you has the nerve to talk about others?"