Lei Ting hadn't expected Song Yun's reaction to be so fierce. He gave a forced couple of laughs and said, "Of course, how could I dare to lay a finger on anyone from Uncle Song's family?"
"That's for the best," Song Yun stared at him for a moment before turning and walking away.
Once he was out the door, Song Yun sat on the hood of his car to air out the smell of smoke on him, since the little girl would definitely have something to say if she smelled it on him.
"Sir, are you interested in joining our club?" a coquettish voice came from beside him. Song Yun turned his head to see a girl with dyed pink hair and heavy makeup, especially the pale blue eyeshadow that made her look quite enchanting.
But Song Yun wasn't too interested in this kind of woman of the night. He took the flyer she handed him and glanced at it, then his eyes widened in disbelief. Damn, were clubs this brazen nowadays?