Chapter 32: Chapter 32 - 32 Miss Tang almost twisted his hand off

Chapter 32: Miss Tang almost twisted his hand off? Chapter 32: Miss Tang almost twisted his hand off? Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The car arrived at the bar’s entrance. The exterior was darkly decorated, with only the words “Fuyou” written in wild cursive, full of flamboyance. Many luxury cars were parked at the entrance, indicating the high costs associated with this place.

“Wu Ye, we’re here.” Tang Wan, ever since receiving her friend’s call, hadn’t dared to utter half a word to Jiang Jinsang and had been watching the scenery outside the window.

Playing dead quietly!

“What should we do? Should I go in directly, or…” Jiang Jinsang looked at her.

“How about I go in first? If I can smoothly bring her out, you won’t have to get involved.”

“Let two people follow you. I’ll feel more at ease.”

“Thank you.” Tang Wan didn’t hold back, thinking this Jiang Wu Ye was exceedingly considerate and thorough.

She knew that tonight, with Jiang Jinsang’s involvement, the commotion would surely be significant. She wasn’t trying to be a saint; she just wanted to give Tang Mo a chance.

If she obediently came out with her, there would be peace tonight. If she truly conspired with outsiders against her, the consequences were her own doing.

Jiang Jinsang clearly understood what Tang Wan was thinking. He watched her intently until her silhouette disappeared at the bar’s entrance.

“Wu Ye, if Miss Tang successfully brings her out, do we still make a move?”

“Why not?” Jiang Jinsang chuckled lightly, “Some things become too late to stop once they happen, might as well nip them in the bud.”

“Pinch it directly.”

He lifted a hand to adjust the thin blanket on his knees, speaking as if discussing what to have for a night snack.

At this moment, Tang Wan had already entered the bar. It was membership-only. She hadn’t been here before, but after explaining she was there to pick someone up, the waiter immediately led her inside, obviously having been notified in advance.

“This way, please.” The waiter smiled obligingly, glancing at the two people behind her.

Working in such a place required the ability to read people. Although these two appeared to be bodyguards, their clothes weren’t cheap and didn’t resemble those of ordinary bodyguards.

One was wearing sunglasses, concealing his looks, while the other had fox-like eyes. Noticing the waiter’s gaze, he smiled amiably, appearing harmless.

The private room was at the far end, requiring a bit of a walk. Tang Wan had just glanced at the fox-eyed man, who then smiled and approached her, “Miss Tang, we’ve known each other for so long, but you probably don’t know my name. I’m Jiang Cuo.”

“Jiang Cuo?” Tang Wan was familiar with the few people around Jiang Jinsang, but rarely had direct contact, so she didn’t know their names well.

“Yes.” He smiled obsequiously, “And the one beside me is Jiang Jiu.”

Tang Wan forced a smile. These names…

Were quite slapdash.

Yet that person seemed aloof, not uttering a single word, as Tang Wan followed the waiter forward, paying little attention.

Jiang Cuo nudged the person beside him, lowering his voice, “Are you stupid or what? This is a great chance to be out alone with her; could you at least say a few more words?”

“She’s now someone favored by Wu Ye; she could be our Madam someday. You should try to make a good impression, or else there won’t be ‘Good Days’ for us.”

“The sky’s already dark, why are you still wearing glasses? Can you at least look at me when I’m talking to you?”

The person slowly murmured, “Cool!”

Pretending to be badass and calling it cool?

At this point, Tang Wan and her group reached the private room door, where several people resembling bodyguards stood, all tall and imposing.

Jiang Cuo snorted, “What kind of prince is inside that they need such a display?”

The door opened, and Tang Wan went in. Jiang Cuo and Jiang Jiu naturally were stopped at the door.

“Miss Tang, just call us if you need anything.” Neither was in a rush to follow inside. After all, the people outside weren’t difficult to deal with.

Tang Wan nodded and went inside. As soon as she entered, the music stopped, causing some dissatisfaction among those still humming.

“Big sis!” Tang Mo greeted with a flattering smile, her face still not healed, lacking any attractiveness, “You finally came.”

Tang Wan only recognized a few people in the private room, but could immediately tell that they all deferred to the one in the center, who was also a notorious playboy in Jiang City.

“Miss Tang, long time no see.” Young Master He stood up. Having been drinking, his gaze was lazy but full of arrogance and aggression.

“So it’s Young Master He’s party. Can I take her and leave now?”

“It’s my birthday today.”

“Happy birthday.”

Tang Wan had come from home, with no makeup and dressed very simply. Beauty was not just on the face but within one’s essence. She wasn’t strikingly beautiful at first glance but was very pleasant to look at.

Young Master He merely smiled, “Miss Tang, since you’re here, how about a drink before you leave?”

Tang Wan didn’t respond verbally, just turned to Tang Mo. Knowing what the other side intended, she thought, “Momo, what do you think? Should I stay for a drink?”

She was giving Tang Mo a chance. As long as she asked to go home, it would at least show she hadn’t hit rock bottom.

Tang Mo was very nervous, her breathing a bit fast, but people behind her were already egging her on.

Moreover, she thought Tang Wan had come alone. Young Master He had so many friends, and there were still bodyguards outside. Nothing to fear.

“Sis, after all, it’s Young Master He’s birthday, why not… stay for a drink before you leave?” Her voice was tiny, but Tang Wan heard it clearly.

Tang Wan chuckled softly, “So if I don’t drink this glass today, I can’t leave?”

“Sis—” Tang Mo could hear the sarcasm in her tone, her face turning pale and bloodless.

Young Master He, however, remained lazy and smiled, his eyes full of confidence.

Everyone around was his people, even the manager of the Fuyou Bar was an acquaintance. The whole venue was under his control. As long as he didn’t speak, was it easy for Tang Wan to leave?

Certainly not.

“Miss Tang, why don’t you sit down and talk?” Young Master He said, moving closer and reaching to invite her to sit down, his hand passing behind her in an attempt to either hug her waist or drape over her shoulder.

The private room was filled with people—men and women—all seemingly waiting for a show.

Even in high society, there were ranks. They were considered the lowest tier. Even if Tang Wan was polite upon meeting them, they knew she looked down on them. Many wanted to see her fumble.

Just as Young Master He’s fingers were about to touch Tang Wan’s shoulder, she suddenly grabbed one of his fingers, exerted force…

Accompanied by the man’s somewhat miserable scream, his entire arm was twisted behind his back.

Outside, the two men exchanged a glance. The man with sunglasses quickly kicked open the private room door, while several bodyguards on one side immediately rushed in.

But Jiang Cuo was slow and didn’t rush in, instead being held up by the bodyguards at the door. “Couldn’t you slow down a bit? Wait for me.”

The man in sunglasses left only one line, “Listening to you, I’m making a good impression.”

Learning and applying it quickly!

The fox-eyed man was instantly furious, “Screw you!”

What a shameless schemer!

He rushed inside, expecting Tang Wan to perhaps have suffered a bit, but surprisingly, the people in the room seemed terrified by the scene and didn’t move.

Even Tang Mo stood to the side, looking bewildered, because…

Tang Wan had nearly twisted his hand off.