This was a private club. Only members could enter, and it hosted just one group a day. Everyone inside was on the invitation list of the person hosting the gathering. Xin Rong had brought Xu Huo along at the last minute, but he had given his friends a heads-up beforehand, so everyone greeted Xu Huo politely.
There were twelve people in the entertainment room, two of them women. Judging by their clothes and bearing, most were much like Xin Rong, well-off and confident. Only two sat a little farther away; from their behavior, it seemed they had come with the people beside them.
"Xin Rong, your helper is pretty young." A man in a pink suit and matching glasses lounged in an armchair, swirling his wineglass as he teased, "Can he handle it?"
"Shoo, shoo. My friend doesn't know anything about weapons. He's just here to have fun." Xin Rong told Xu Huo to find a seat, then went over to fetch a bottle of wine.
"Mr. Xin is really splashing out today. This wine's the good stuff!" Another refined-looking man put an arm around the woman beside him and kissed her. "Weiwei, don't you agree?"
Liao Wei was playing a game. She shoved the man away. "They're all bachelors. Who are you jealous of?"
The man laughed heartily. Xin Rong, who was pouring the wine, turned to the woman sitting on the other side. "Xiao Ying, look at your cousin. She's practically getting married, and she flaunts it in front of you every day. Don't you ever feel like dating? There are plenty of eligible young men here. Take your pick."
"I'll pass," said the man in the pink suit. "My fiancée would get jealous if she found out."
"Someone like Bian Jun would definitely be a model husband,"