His brows drew together sharply.
But then he remembered that this was a club, where all kinds of people gathered, and his expression slowly relaxed a little.
Just as he was about to step forward, Yu Hao suddenly let out a low gasp beside him.
"President, that looks like... Madam?"
Yu Hao stared into the private room at the slender girl sitting on the sofa, her face flushed and her breathing ragged. He looked as though he had been struck by lightning.
Huo Sihan stopped mid-step and turned his head stiffly. Through the half-closed door, he gazed inside coldly.
The scene in the private room was laid bare before them.
More than half of the dozen or so men and women were already embracing one another. Some had even begun gnawing at each other impatiently like dogs in heat.
And the person who seemed both unfamiliar and faintly familiar to him was sitting among them, her gaze somewhat vacant, as if she were lost in thought.
A fallen wineglass lay by her feet. Lewd music filled the room, yet she seemed completely oblivious to it.
As expected of a woman from the Su family—vulgar and disgusting to the extreme.
The sight churned Huo Sihan's stomach. After only one glance, he turned away with a gloomy expression and strode off.
The air around him had already been cold, but now it seemed as though he had truly stepped into the dead of winter.
Yu Hao froze for a moment, then hurried after him. "President, should I go and..."
Before he could finish, ice seemed to congeal in Huo Sihan's dark eyes as his face turned livid. "No need!"
Considering how well-behaved she had been these past two years, he had originally intended to preserve her dignity. Even if they divorced, he