The lighting in this bar was fairly bright, and the music was not too loud, only a little louder than the background music in a café.
Rather than a bar, it felt more like a teahouse, possessing a rare sense of tranquility, even ethereality.
Because the lighting was bright, the man noticed Yuan Huapeng's displeasure and hurriedly replied in a low voice, "Brother Sai went to the restroom. He'll be back soon."
Yuan Huapeng sized up the three girls. Their figures and looks were impeccable, and though they dressed fashionably, each had her own taste. They all wore light makeup as well.
He nodded slightly, thinking that Little Sai had made a good choice this time. None of them looked like those gaudy vixens who had been rolling around in the dust for years.
Yuan Huapeng did not know what Feng Jun liked, but he knew Feng Jun had money and pride.
For a young talent who possessed both of those qualities, wouldn't those gaudy vixens be his for the picking?
Taking Good Scenery and Red Sister's temperaments into account, he could vaguely guess—Master Feng probably belonged to the sort who supposedly liked "dragging respectable women into the mud."
So he was fairly satisfied with Little Sai's arrangements. The guy had put some thought into it this time.
But the next moment, he looked strangely at the girl in white. "Hm?"
The other two girls were clearly over five foot seven, and one of them was nearly as tall as Feng Jun. But this girl in white was obviously no more than five foot five, perhaps only five foot three.
He glanced at her shoes. They were not sky-high stilettos, but the heels were still over seven centimeters tall.
The man also knew what that look meant and hurriedly said