30, a color of decadence

After hanging up the phone, An Xiaoyu glanced at Shen Yufeng.

"I have something to do. I need to go out."

"What is it?" Shen Yufeng lifted his lips, asking calmly.

"To pick someone up."

"A man, or a woman? What's your relationship with them?"

This time, Shen Yufeng's expression changed slightly.

An Xiaoyu's eyelid twitched. She was not his wife, why did he care so much?

Still, she answered truthfully: "My stepfather's son!"

Shen Yufeng's gaze darkened further. After a moment, he spoke softly, "It's unsafe for you to go out alone at night. I'll accompany you!"

*

A night bright with lights.

The sound of an engine sped forth, accompanied by a silvery car silhouette, a sedan stopped at the entrance of Caesar Club.

The pleasing engine sound wasn't enough; what's more, this car... was just too damn ostentatious!

A vintage design, sleek bodywork, meticulously chosen materials, its texture like a piece of art, instantly attracted many gazes.