Wen Shaoyu loved having fun. Big gatherings or small, if he felt like it, he had to go and try them out.
Casual parties like this had few rules, so plenty of people came, usually bringing others along. Sometimes, after hours of partying, everyone apart from a few familiar faces would still be strangers.
So one person more or less made no difference to him.
The young master had no habit of waiting for people and hated this sort of back-and-forth. Seeing that they still had not gotten into the car, he urged irritably, "Can you hurry up?"
Zheng Yan Che abruptly fell silent and pressed his lips together.
Wen Shaoyu looked far from pleased, his presence oppressive. What had happened today had also indirectly helped Zheng Yan Che.
It would be bad to refuse again, so he followed Yan Ningke into the car.
They went to an entertainment club. Even before they entered, they could hear the clamor inside, and a server outside pushed the door open for them.
Yan Ningke glanced around. Apart from people playing games and drinking, it was fairly clean, without much sleaziness.
There was no way Wen Shaoyu would take him somewhere disreputable. Even setting aside the fact that they got along fairly well, Shao Ke freezing his overseas bank accounts alone would be enough to make him suffer.
Wen Shaoyu commanded quite a reception. The moment he entered, a crowd swarmed over to greet him. He gave perfunctory nods to a few people he often partied with, led Yan Ningke and Zheng Yan Che to the center, and sat down at ease.
The others could not figure out who Yan Ningke and Zheng Yan Che were, but since Wen Shaoyu had brought them, they were willing to show them some respect.
Without much