318 Insult to Intelligence_1
Chi Yue had been to the fifteenth floor many times, but she had never entered a private room. The kind of place that exuded a certain decadence was usually not to her liking. Today, however, she had no choice but to walk in, and to do so with a relaxed expression, even with Qiao Dongyang by her side, it was still a psychological challenge for her.
She had caught a glimpse of the decor inside the private room from the outside, but it was still quite a moment to see the exquisite decor, luxurious arrangements, and the well-dressed men and women up close; there was a somewhat emotional scent of money lingering in the air.
A group of people were drinking and chatting, each discussing their own topics, but all of that came to an abrupt halt when Qiao Dongyang walked in.