Feng Jun had no idea who Zhou Xiaotong was, but one look at Yuan Huapeng's expression told him she was not someone to be trifled with.
Little Sai gave a wry smile as well and said quietly, "I don't know either. No idea why she came over today. She's in one of the private rooms."
So there were private rooms here too, but they were completely separate, with no music from outside audible inside. They were basically KTV rooms.
Little Sai said a few more words, excused himself, stood up, and hurried away.
Yuan Huapeng raised his hand for a sip of beer, glanced sideways at Feng Jun, and said, "How about we go somewhere else and sing?"
Feng Jun glanced at him and said with a smile, "What, did you run into an old flame? Or will this get back to Li Ting?"
"She's just a little brat, only twenty-five or twenty-six," Yuan Huapeng said lazily. "She is pretty, though. But she might not be your type."
"Pretty?" Feng Jun froze for a moment, then laughed again. "Girls her age should be the most obsessed with an uncle type like you, shouldn't they?"
"Get lost. I'm still young," Yuan Huapeng said, both annoyed and amused.
As they spoke, a group of people came down from the stairs—more than a dozen men and women. Little Sai walked at the front, while behind him, a girl just over five foot three was surrounded like the moon among stars.
A beauty. A true beauty, with an imposing presence. Among the dozen or so handsome men and beautiful women, she was not particularly tall. Even in her nearly three-inch heels, she was shorter than most of her companions.
She had a superb figure and striking features. Her forehead was a little broad, yet