Mr. Lu, stop being such a jerk. Your wife is your nemesis's white moonlight.

Upon entering the club, Xu An'an's eardrums ached from the deafening music.

The place was brightly lit, with huge chandeliers rotating and casting mesmerizing light spots. The DJ's drumbeats pounded against her chest, making her feel as if her internal organs were vibrating wildly.

Following the guide through the corridor, we entered a VIP room.

Closing the door finally quieted the music down a bit.

Xu An'an opened her eyes slightly and realized that there were already quite a few people sitting in the private room.

They were all women, and all familiar faces in the entertainment industry; she had even worked with a few of them before.

Since they were all from the same circle, Xia Xingyao gave a brief introduction, and the atmosphere quickly warmed up.

"Sister An'an, feel free to have fun. This place is very secure. We'll be locking our phones later."

"Lock your phone?"

Before he finished speaking, a staff member dressed in a black tuxedo walked in.

"Ladies, welcome to 'Nightfall'. To ensure your privacy, all mobile phones in the private rooms will be stored. We wish you a pleasant evening."

Before Xu An'an could react, she saw that everyone else had already handed in their phones.

Having no other choice, she had to take out her phone as well.

Her gaze swept across the screen, and suddenly a WeChat message from Yan Heng appeared. She was about to open it when her phone was taken away.

Xu An'an's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Forget it.

Yan Heng went on a business trip to a neighboring city today and won't be back until tomorrow. There shouldn't be anything important going on.

In front of everyone, the staff locked the basket of cell phones into the safe in the private room.

"Thank you for your cooperation. The magical night is about to begin."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the door to the private room was opened again.

A dozen or so men lined up and filed in through the door, stopping in front of them in unison.

Xu An'an was stunned.

These people are about 1.85 meters tall on average, and they are all good-looking. The key point is that they are all dressed less and less.

His gleaming chest and abdominal muscles were so conspicuously displayed under the light that Xu An'an didn't know where to look.

"Sister An'an," Xia Xingyao nudged her from the side, "it's your first time here, you choose first."

"I don't need it..." Xu An'an turned her eyes away, looking somewhat at a loss.

"Don't be such a spoilsport, we're already here."

"Yes, An'an, there's always a first time for everything. You're getting old, you should enjoy life while you can!"

The people around them kept making a fuss.

Now that things have come to this point, if Xu An'an continues to be coy, it will only make her look bad.

She looked up and quickly glanced at the row of people in front of her. Each person wore a name tag with their name on it.

Her gaze paused slightly when it fell on the sixth person.

The lighting in the private room was dim, and Xu An'an couldn't really see everyone's specific appearance clearly, but the boy named "Siyan" stood out among the row of people.

He must be quite young, with sharp, strong facial features, especially his nose, which has a small hump.

This inexplicably reminded her of someone else.

Xu An'an stretched out her hand and quickly pointed: "Let's go with him."

Si Yan's eyes lit up, and he bowed slightly before sitting down next to Xu An'an.

Soon, the others had also made their selections.

The entire private room quickly became lively.

"Nightfall" is indeed worthy of being called a top-tier male model club. Every male model here has a unique skill. Their bulging muscles, powerfully swaying hips, and various R-rated performances made Xu An'an, who had never seen anything like it, almost embarrassed to look directly at them.

This made her seem even more out of place.

The MC poured Xu An'an a glass of wine: "Sister, what would you like to play?"

"Oh, I don't need it."

The usher suddenly began unbuttoning his shirt, which was already mostly undone, and said with great service, "Sister, I know a lot more than that."

Looking at the face that resembled Yan Heng's, and the person calling her "sister" repeatedly, Xu An'an suddenly felt a strange, inexplicable feeling welling up inside her.

She gently pushed away his hand offering her the drink and asked, "How old are you this year?"

I just turned 20 yesterday.

amount.

Xu An'an rubbed her forehead.

Considering she's almost 30, isn't she obviously a child?

He was just twenty, a prime age, and instead of going to school, he was doing this. He was probably forced by life to do it. Xu An'an felt a little pity for him.

She stopped the ushers from handing her another drink, saying, "You don't need to do that. Just sit here and rest for a while."

The banquet master misunderstood her meaning.

"Sister, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"No—" Xu An'an was about to explain when she was drawn to a commotion on the other side.

In the dim light, a man grabbed a bottle of beer and pressed it against the midline of his well-defined abs—

With a "bang," the bottle cap popped open.

A fierce commotion erupted throughout the venue.

This was the first time Xu An'an had ever witnessed such a scene, and she was so stunned that she forgot to look away for a moment.

"So this is what my sister likes..."

The banquet master's voice rang in her ears.

The next second, Xu An'an felt her wrist tighten and was then covered by two distinct, firm, warm barriers.

Xu An'an was stunned.

She stiffly turned her head and looked at the eight muscles neatly arranged like chocolates under her palm, her whole face turning bright red.

There's no denying that Si Yan has great abs; no woman could resist them...

but……

Another face suddenly flashed through her mind, sharp and handsome.

Xu An'an suddenly came to her senses.

Just as she was about to pull her hand back, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

The force was so great that the heavy door slammed into the wall with a loud "bang".

Everyone turned to look at the doorway.

Xu An'an looked up blankly, her eyes meeting the face that had just appeared in her mind.

Yan Heng!

Why is he here?

Wasn't he on a business trip?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Heng silently walked into the private room, his expression chillingly cold. His gaze was fixed on Xu An'an's hands.

Xu An'an then realized that her hand was still on Si Yan's abs.

She pulled back forcefully.

Before she could speak, Si Yan stood up first and blocked her way.

He looked Yan Heng up and down.

His clothes were all very expensive, and with that face, he was clearly a competitor, and one who had achieved great results because of his looks.

He knew that competitors were his enemies, and he didn't want to give up the opportunity he had worked so hard for.

"Brother," Si Yan glanced at Yan Heng with disdain, "my sister has already chosen me. Go check out other rooms."

Xu An'an heard Xia Xingyao next to her gasp.

She herself was so stiff that she couldn't make a sound.

Yan Heng remained completely calm, not even glancing at him, and coldly uttered two words: "Get out of the way."

The banquet master was momentarily intimidated by his aura, but then he thought, we're all in this business, what's there to be arrogant about? So he braced himself and took a defiant step forward.

Yan Heng then spared a glance at him.

Yan Heng frowned in disgust when he saw his open shirt.

"roll."

"What did you say?"

No twenty-year-old could tolerate that word. Si Yan suddenly grabbed Yan Heng by the collar.

He was about to say something when Yan Heng grabbed his wrist and flung him to the side.

With a loud "clang".

The banquet master collapsed to the ground.

Yan Heng took a long stride over him and walked up to Xu An'an.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he grabbed Xu An'an's wrist and walked straight out the door.