Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The moment they heard the warning, Mo Ning’s classmates quickly moved to the side. Seeing her standing there, whatever blasphemy was thrown out of the window as they yanked her over.
Standing beneath the curtains, the group peered out as a row of luxurious cars suddenly stopped before the glitzing entrance of Club Roman.
And in the lead was a silver Lamborghini.
Mo Ning’s classmates all gasped hard. “That’s a Lamborghini Veneno! There’s only three in the world, and each is more than five million US Dollars!”
“As expected of Mr Yan!”
Who is that Mr Yan?
Seeing their reverent faces, Mo Ning found herself totally dumbfounded.
At that moment, a bodyguard in black suit opened the Lamborghini’s door.
And a long leg garbed in expensive pants stepped out as the man’s tall frame were exposed under the light.
He was about six foot two and his lanky yet toned frame was clad in a ridiculously expensive and classy suit.
Even his silhouette alone could murder.
“Mr Yan!”
The manager of Club Roman personally came forward to welcome the man as he made his way to him, an arm at the back, reverently as if he was welcoming the President of Y Country.
“Welcome to Club Roman, it is an honor.”
“Cut the flattery, you know I don’t buy that.”
The man voice, speaking fluent Y Country language, his tone slightly slothful rang out from afar.
That sent out a numbing sensation all across.
Mo Ning raised her eyebrow as this was the first time she was intrigued by someone in her life.
And just like everyone else, she peered over as well.
“Mr Yan, please.”
The man walked in, as about twenty odd black-clad bodyguards followed behind. Their steps were regimented and in sync as they stood in alert around that Mr Yan, the well-oiled formation awed everyone.
And what surprised Mo Ning was that every single one of the bodyguards were armed with a gun.
She had never seen such brazen outwardly show of force before.
But to her surprise, no one else was surprised.
“Quick, I can see Mr Yan’s face!”
Hearing that, Mo Ning looked over as well, and a beautiful, handsome face with a golden rimmed spectacle came into her sight.
She was a little stunned as this Mr Yan was indeed a looker as his brows were long and sharp. His nose high and straight. His lips curled.
And that discreet smile made his handsome face all the more radiant.
So much so that the usually spartan Mo Ning was floored. He was definitely the best-looking of all guys she had seen. Whatever superstars, models and whatnot are not anyway near his league.
Yet, compared to his features, his aura was even more attractive.
His every motion was measured and elegant with a touch of nobility. He had kept his powerful presence in check, leaving only gentleness, with his smile, it was all-the-more easier for someone to have good feelings about it.
As he looked on, he suddenly swept his gaze over.
“…”
And with just a gaze, Mo Ning’s classmates feel into silent as fear even appeared on their face.
They instinctively looked down as they wished they had found a spot to hide beforehand.
Seeing that, Mo Ning also looked down even as she was confused, not noticing that the gaze had actually landed on her for just a split section before being pulled away.
And with his escorts, the man left.
“Huh….”
Only until he disappeared that her classmates regained their composure.
“That scared the shit out of me.”
“I thought I was done for!”
