In a private room at a club, more than ten stunningly beautiful women were dressed scantily, and the large room had only one man, that man was Ye Lianchen.
On the marble table, besides several beverages, there was a stack of reddish banknotes, a reward Ye Lianchen had given to others.
All the women in the private room were doing their best to please Ye Lianchen, just to catch more of his attention.
Ye Lianchen especially liked this feeling of being flattered and fawned over, it made him feel like an emperor.
Looking at the row of incredibly enchanting women, Ye Lianchen was just about to pull one of them over, when the phone suddenly rang.
When Ye Lianchen saw the name on the screen, he turned off the music.
"Don't make a sound, I'm taking a call," Ye Lianchen said.
The entire room fell into a dead silence, no one dared to defy Ye Lianchen's commands.
