Inky Rain

Because this was World Tower. His Royal Highness's World Tower.

Ye Yafei frowned. "Yan Yue, is Moon Room taken?"

Yan Yue nodded slightly. "Yes."

"What about Pine?"

"That's taken as well." Yan Yue glanced at Ye Yafei. "Inky Rain is the only left. Miss Ye, are you going to take it?"

World Tower was the only place that dared to treat its customers in this manner.

Ye Yafei had put on airs in front of Feng Wu, but she couldn't even raise her voice to a waitress of World Tower.

The person behind World Tower was simply too powerful for anyone to defy.

Inky Rain Room.

The private room was as wide as several hundred square meters.

Tables were set on the left side and customers could entertain themselves however they wanted.

Rush cushions were scattered around on the floor on the right side of the room and a painting known as "Inky Rain" hung on the wall. Other than those, there was nothing on that side of the room.