Dusk had fallen, and the lamps were just coming on.
Several gentlemen were sitting in the second-floor VIP room of Lan Clubhouse.
"Haven't seen you out with that girl recently?" Yu Linyou lounged lazily against the sofa, puffing on a cigar as he looked towards Tang Jin, sitting to the side.
"Tired of her," Tang Jin's eyelids drooped slightly, his voice indifferent. His white shirt was undone two buttons at the collar, the prominent adam's apple moving as he had just swallowed some red wine, his right leg over his left. He seemed like an emperor of ancient times, who for thirty-two years had been the center of attention, gently swaying the brown liquid in his glass, his deep black eyes slowly narrowing, "This wine, it's not bad."
"Of course it's not, just got it from an auction. There are only two bottles in the world, and it cost me nearly ten million dollars," Yu Linyou immediately exclaimed, seeming somewhat pained by the expense, yet also reluctant to part with it.
