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　　Chapter 256: Poking blind stinking men in the eye

　　The moment he entered the Club, Lan Youyou's beautiful eyebrows knitted together.

　　Obviously, she didn't like this place that was filled with smoke and miasma. And that bunch of stinking men who made her want to poke their eyes blind!

　　As for the group of coquettish women, Lan Youyou wished that he could tear off all the pitiful cloth covering their bodies.

　　Lan Youyou wished that Feng Xinglang would take her to a quiet place with only the two of them. No matter whether it was luxurious or simple, it would be fine as long as they could spend the night together.

　　Sensing Lan Youyou's unhappy mood and also the resistance of wanting to retreat, Feng Xinglang reached out his long arm and gently wrapped his arm around her waist.

　　"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? "

　　"Feng Xinglang, why did you bring me here? "You know I don't like this kind of place!"

　　Even the angry Lan Youyou couldn't possibly have such a beautiful and moving side to her.

　　"Why is this place dirty? Even if it was not too clean, it was better than the Night Villa! You, Miss Lan Youyou, have played the piano in Night Villa for half a month! Why didn't you dislike the Night Villa's filth then? "

　　Feng Xinglang let out a cold, faintly discernable laugh. He reminded Lan Youyou at any time: You still owe my brother a debt of blood!

　　Lan Youyou's delicate face instantly froze. She knew that Feng Xinglang hated her, but she was alarmed at how Feng Xinglang hated her, anytime and anywhere! As long as he was with her, he seemed to be full of hate!

　　"Alright, let's make some money for dinner before we go!" "Be good!"

　　Seeing that she had calmed down, Feng Xinglang consoled Lan Youyou and walked in with her arms around her waist.

　　The servant walked over, and Feng Xinglang casually handed the leather case over.

　　"A box full of dollars! Have I ever seen so much money? Quickly go and exchange for Yours Truly's chips! "

　　Feng Xinglang was obviously acting. He had a 'I am the lord' look on his face!

　　He played out the second generation of a nouveau riche perfectly. Perhaps he only had one goal in mind, which was to attract the attention of others.

　　The waiter just smiled professionally. They deal with money every day. This small amount of money was only enough for one or two bets.