Yan Jingcheng caught on to the woman's little thoughts but didn't let on, giving her a playful glance, his phoenix eyes carrying a hint of teasing as he smirked, "Is that so?"
His tone was a bit drawn-out, his smile faint, causing Qing Ya to blush, her voice tender as she asked, "What kind of cat does the Fourth Young Master keep?"
Yan Jingcheng squinted his eyes and took a drag of his cigarette, his phoenix eyes narrow and deep.
After a while, he parted his lips lightly and said slowly, "A stray cat."
Qing Ya was stunned for a few seconds but still smiled and responded, "The Fourth Young Master's interests are truly unique."
Yan Jingcheng chuckled and didn't seem inclined to say more.
Before he could speak again, his gaze fell on a woman sitting in another booth not far away. The woman was wearing a black retro dress, her skin fair, her lips rosy, her apricot eyes clear and alluring, pure yet inviting.
Yan Jingcheng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
Ji Mingye followed his gaze and sized her up, then commented, "Tsk, those legs could entertain for a year."
Seeing Yan Jingcheng silent, he continued, "Like her? I'll have someone bring her over for you."
He spoke as if it were a matter of course, with inherent arrogance and recklessness.
Yan Jingcheng chuckled lightly, his gaze indifferent. "No need for that."
His woman, he had to train her himself!
At his words, Ji Mingye laughed, his handsome face exuding a devilish charm.
On the other side, the woman was none other than Gu Mingzhu, who had once had a night of passion with Yan Jingcheng.
Madam Gu had tasked her with obtaining one hundred thousand tons of redwood within half a month, and after careful investigation, she had chosen the man in front of her.
The man in front of her was named Zhang Zhihong. He had made his fortune in the timber industry in his early years, and later he caught the eye of a wealthy girl and "married" into a wealthy family. He was clever and resourceful, gradually becoming a well-known businessman in Xijiang.
Zhang Zhihong's eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he couldn't help but exclaim repeatedly, "No wonder they say that a glance from Miss Mingzhu is worth dying for. Today, upon seeing you, I realize that Miss Mingzhu is truly a rare beauty in the world."
Gu Mingzhu smiled and looked at Zhang Zhihong seriously. "Good looks are just superficial. Where can they compare to Mr. Zhang, who started from scratch, wise and knowledgeable? When I get older, others probably won't even spare me a glance, but Mr. Zhang will only become more charming."
Gu Mingzhu subtly flattered him, her clear apricot eyes filled with admiration and sincerity.
Yan Jingcheng wasn't too far away, but the nightclub was noisy, and he couldn't hear what she was saying clearly.
But looking at the woman's expression, he could guess more or less.
A cold smile flashed in his eyes, his gaze growing even deeper.
Blind eyes at such a young age.
Gu Mingzhu naturally didn't know what Yan Jingcheng was thinking, but Zhang Zhihong in front of her was laughing heartily at the compliments, in extremely high spirits.
"Hahaha! Miss Mingzhu, your words are as sweet as honey. I wonder if you're as sweet as your mouth suggests~"
Hearing the meaning in his words, Gu Mingzhu smiled coyly. "Why does it sound like Mr. Zhang thinks I'm flattering you? But you should have heard of me. I've always been straightforward. What I'm saying now is just the truth."
The more she spoke like this, the more Zhang Zhihong laughed heartily.
Zhang Zhihong filled Gu Mingzhu's glass with wine and smiled as he spoke, "I know Miss Mingzhu has come to me for that batch of redwood. Logically speaking, how could I refuse such a beautiful request from Miss Zhang? But that batch of goods has indeed been sold long ago..."