The beloved one of the rich brother

Service is truly the top priority here, and customers are treated like gods!

When they heard Meng Chuyan's request, the little puppies obediently started to undress without saying a word.

Wen Yiyu was so shocked that her jaw dropped, and she watched one man after another unbuttoning their shirts and taking off their shirts in front of her, showing off their unique and varied bodies to the dynamic music.

Meng Chuyan on the side cheered excitedly, but she felt a wave of embarrassment and shyness rising in her heart, and she wished she could dig a hole and hide in it immediately.

Oh my God, she didn't dare to think any further. If Huo Chengluo knew about this, she would face terrible consequences.

Just as she was becoming more and more frightened, the half-open door was suddenly pushed open by someone from the outside.

In the noisy and ambiguous room, everyone turned their eyes towards the door.

Murong Ye was seen leaning lazily against the door frame, his charming and passionate brown eyes casually scanning a circle of shirtless men, and then his gaze fell directly on Wen Yiyu who was sitting in the middle of the sofa.

He crossed his arms over his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and drew an ambiguous arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He said in a somewhat joking tone: "Sister, I didn't expect it, it's quite colorful!"

Wen Yiyu's nerves were already stretched to the limit because he was in such a shocking situation, and his remaining patience was almost gone.

Seeing Murong Ye standing there and making sarcastic remarks like a spectator, she immediately became furious. She retorted unhappily, "What's your business?"

Murong Ye said "Oh" without changing his expression, then slowly took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures of the room.

Then he said slowly, "Well, you are so good at playing, I wonder if Mr. Huo from your family would be interested?"

When Wen Yiyou heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, his whole body trembled, and he jumped up from the sofa, screaming: "What do you want to do?"

Murong Ye looked at her, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his smile was full of evil, "Of course I will share it with your Mr. Huo!"

Wen Yiyu rushed to him and said, "No, no, absolutely not, you can't send it out!" As she spoke, she reached out and tried to snatch the phone from his hand.

Murong Ye held the phone high above his head, and no matter how she jumped, she just couldn't reach it.

Wen Yiyou's delicate eyebrows were stained with anger, and she gritted her teeth, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Come on, call me brother?" Murong Ye teased her deliberately.

Wen Yiyou glared at him fiercely, "Dream on!"

"Okay!" Murong Ye took the phone and started to operate on the screen, "I'll send it to Mr. Huo to have a look."

"Brother!" Wen Yiyu was holding back his anger and had no choice but to shout out the words quickly.

Seeing the girl getting angry because of his teasing, he had no choice but to compromise and call him brother.

Seeing this, Murong Ye could no longer hold back and let out a joyful and unbridled laugh.

Wen Yiyu was so furious that she wanted to rush up and punch him immediately. In her heart, she cursed Murong Ye from head to toe.

But he had to put on an angry but unaware look on his face, for fear of angering him. He impulsively went to complain to Huo Chengluo.

At this moment, Meng Chuyan, who had been sitting on the sofa watching the fun, suddenly stood up excitedly: "Ah, I remember you!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Ye immediately threw her a charming glance: "Really?"

"You are the Mr. Murong who is all show and no substance, right?" Meng Chuyan said cheerfully.

Murong Ye's smile froze on his face instantly, "What are you talking about?"

Meng Chuyan didn't care about his reaction at all, and continued to talk to herself: "A man as wealthy as you would actually like a hypocritical and pretentious green tea girl like Luo Nanyan. It's really shocking!"

Hearing this, Wen Yiyou finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Murong squinted his eyes and glared at her, then turned to Wen Yiyu and said, "Would you like to invite brother in to sit down?"

Wen Yiyu smiled at him with a fake smile but said nothing.

"Oh..." Murong Ye nodded pretending to be disappointed, then took out his phone and fiddled with it, muttering, "I'd better be kind enough to share this with Mr. Huo!"

"Wait!" Wen Yiyou quickly said with a flattering smile, "Brother, please come in!"

Although she knew that the other party was deliberately using Huo Chengluo to threaten her, she really had no other choice but to swallow her anger for the time being.

Murong Ye was not shy at all, and sat down in the middle of the sofa. He then patted the empty seats on both sides of him, and said in a manner of taking the place of the host: "Come on, sisters, come and sit down."

Meng Chuyan was fine with it, she just sat back on the sofa;

Wen Yiyu, on the other hand, looked reluctant, and dragged her legs, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, back to the sofa and sat down.

Murong Ye crossed his arms over his chest, and looked around at the shirtless men in the room. He sighed with disdain, "Tsk tsk, I'm not saying anything bad about you two, but how can you be so heavy-handed at such a young age? Aren't you afraid of it being an eyesore?"

"Humph, you men have double standards." Meng Chuyan disagreed with his words and retorted, "If this room was full of pure and lovely girls, I wonder how you would say about yourself?"

"How can a woman be so unrestrained!" Murong Ye raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and responded with a smile, "There are only a few reasons."

After a brief pause, his eyes, full of evil charm, began to wander back and forth between the two of them, and then he slowly continued, "Or, you have never enjoyed the taste of a man."

"Or maybe my man can't satisfy me."

Murong Ye spoke slowly, word by word, "Or else, you must have been badly hurt by a man before!"

As his words continued to reach their ears, Wen Yiyu and Meng Chuyan's faces gradually became gloomy and ugly.

They couldn't help but look at each other, but then turned their eyes away indignantly and glared at Murong Ye at the same time.

When Murong Ye saw their reactions, a smile suddenly lit up his face and he said directly, "Amazing, I actually guessed it right."

He gently stroked his chin and continued to guess thoughtfully, "Let me guess again..."

His playful eyes suddenly fixed on Meng Chuyan, who was sitting on his left, and he said with a smile: "You have been hurt by a man!"

Meng Chuyan's eyes suddenly widened.

Then, Murong Ye quickly turned his head to the right and cast his gaze towards Wen Yiyu. He raised his eyebrows and smiled mischievously, "You, could it be that your man can't satisfy you?"

At this point, he deliberately dragged out his tone and said to himself: "This is unreasonable, is Huo Chengluo so bad?"

At this time, Wen Yiyou and Meng Chuyan finally couldn't stand it anymore, and they shouted in unison: "Shut your mouth!"