Seeing Wei Qinghuan not speaking, Yang Yuxue immediately felt unhappy and said arrogantly:

"I want to see what kind of boyfriend you have found."

At this time.

There was another knock at the door.

"Come in."

Yang Yuxue drank impatiently.

At the door of the private room, a man wearing a mask, covering most of his face, came in furtively.

"Is this here?"

"Oh, it's so high-end."

"I have never been to such a high-end hotel."

"Qing Huan, is this your classmate?"

"They are really rich."

Yang Yuxue and the others stared blankly at this guy who suddenly appeared, dumbfounded for a while.

He is quite tall.

but……!

Hair as messy as a chicken coop.

A big mask.

All three to five hundred dollars worth of cheap stuff.

This is...!
Chapter completed!