The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 327 - 329 【329】What Kind of Attitude Is This 4

Nighttime.

The black night sky was supported by a sea of hazy lights.

In the bar, at the DJ booth and dance floor, Nangong Yaoling sat alone at the bar, drinking heavily by himself. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

His handsome face looked even more despondent under the lights.

A few young girls tried to strike up a conversation with him, but they were scared away by his cold, dark gaze.

The pale yellow liquid flowed down his throat, as if he was eager to numb himself with alcohol.

Perhaps only alcohol could make him forget his troubles and pain, even if just for a while...

Meanwhile, in another part of the bar.

Jiang Xue, with her flowing black hair and long dress, stood at the door of a private room. She glanced around cautiously and, seeing no one, slowly pushed open the door.

The room was dimly lit by a single light.

In the corner, a man sat faintly visible, cigarette in hand, the glow of the ember dotting through the smoke.

"Yan, everything went very smoothly." The girl smiled as she looked at the distant man.

In the dim light, the man’s features were barely discernible. His face was strong, cold, and grim; he looked like a messenger from hell. Even in the dark, one could feel the menacing aura in his eyes.

If judged by appearance, he was truly a terrifying man.

Jiang Xue thought, strangely, he was also the most admirable man in this world!

"You did very well, it wasn’t for nothing that I’ve been training you for over a year." Situ Yan said indifferently, his lips curling into a slight, ambiguous smile.

The woman watched the man’s smile, a wave of elation rising in her chest. "In that case, will you... reward me?"

The man extended his hand, dropping the half-smoked cigar into the ashtray, letting the smoke drift freely. The air was thick with the scent of tobacco.

Then he lifted his eyes, his black pupils narrowing, looking at the woman before him, his thin lips parting slightly, "You must understand, this is just the beginning. What I want is not that infatuated fool, Liang Shaochen..."

"I understand." Jiang Xue said anxiously, "Rest assured, I will not disappoint you."

The man nodded slightly.

"I... I need to go home tomorrow, so..." Jiang Xue hesitated.

The man reached into his clothes and pulled out a bottle of potion, tossing it out directly.

Jiang Xue quickly reached out, catching the potion in mid-air, firmly.

"This potion can wash away the makeup on your face, returning you to your original appearance. But remember, be careful with everything you do."

"Understood." Jiang Xue glanced at the clear potion and answered respectfully.

"And..." the man said, suddenly standing up and walking slowly towards Jiang Xue.

His stern features came into view, his black trench coat making him seem even colder and more formidable.

Jiang Xue’s entire body tensed up, her eyes showing a mix of nervousness and excitement as she stared at the man.

The man reached out, sensuously lifting her chin, speaking meaningfully, "He is here tonight as well."

The woman was slightly taken aback.

After a few seconds, she said, "You mean... Nangong Yaoling?"

"You know what to do, right?"

Jiang Xue frowned, "Yan... I thought tonight..."

"Relax, do your job well, and naturally... I won’t let you down!" The man said, his fingers gently brushing her hair, leaning down to take a light sniff.

His actions were both sexy and suggestive!

The man’s warm breath on her neck made Jiang Xue shiver with excitement.

Blushing slightly, she stammered, "I... I understand."

"Go." The man’s cold black eyes, like those of a night hawk, stared at her as he gave the order coolly.