"Young Master Gong, you…"
"Scram!" Gong Zeli's eyes were filled with disgust.
They were too scared to do anything when they looked into his eyes.
"Alright, alright. Come and drink with us." The other rich second-generation heirs didn't dare to anger him anymore. "Young Master Gong doesn't like you guys."
"Chen Lan even told me that these beauties are the best in Nightlight. I think they're just so-so."
"Call Chen Lan over here immediately. Is she trying to fool us with such trash?"
"It's alright to fool us, but not Young Master Gong."
"Yes, Young Master Gong has seen all sorts of beauties. Quickly get her over, we want to ask her."
Gong Zeli listened to them as he sat quietly in the corner.
He exuded a distant aura as he lay on the sofa with his eyes half-opened, staring at the ceiling of the private room as if the world had nothing to do with him.
Soon, the waiter called Chen Lan over.