In fact, Shen Wanqing is also very ignorant.

    One second before she was still singing in Beiping, the next second she was suddenly taken to Shanghai by Jing Yanxiu.

    There are many people on the dance floor, wearing bright and luxurious clothes, dancing social dance on the dance floor.

    Women wear delicate makeup, put on the shoulders of the men in front of them, cling to each other''s bodies, and communicate a few words from time to time. Women sometimes show a shallow and angry smile.

    "Night Shanghai, night Shanghai... You are a city that never sleeps..."

    "When the lights come on, the car sounds, singing and dancing go up..."

    "I saw her smiling, but she was depressed inside..."

    On the stage of the center, the singer is holding the microphone and affectionately singing the night of Shanghai, which is also mixed with people''s discussion.

    As soon as Jing Yanxiu and Shen Wanqing came in, they attracted the attention of the people inside.

    Soon, a well-dressed middle-aged man came over with a glass of champagne.

    The middle-aged man looked at Jing Yanxiu with a touch of fear and fear. When he glanced at Shen Wanqing, he was a little stunned. Then he seemed to think of something and then returned to normal.

    "Second Lord, I haven''t seen you for a long time." the middle-aged man flattered and smiled.

    Jing Yanxiu glanced at the other party coldly, looking cold and distant, and didn''t pay any attention to the other party.

    He put his fingertips close to the girl''s waist and looked at her casually. He found that the girl''s vision fell on the exquisite cake in front of him.

    "Want to eat?"

    He asked faintly.

    Shen Wanqing nodded. "That strawberry cake looks very good."

    She hasn''t eaten all the way.

    I''m really hungry to see this cake.

    Looking at the two people who completely ignored themselves, a touch of embarrassment appeared on the middle-aged man''s face, but he didn''t dare to get angry. After all, the man standing in front of him could not be provoked by him.

    The middle-aged man listened to the conversation between the two people and hurriedly piled up a smile and said to Shen Wanqing, "this must be Miss Shen in the rumor?"

    Second master Jing, who has always been indifferent to people and cannot be approached by ordinary people, has a very close woman around him, and the fact that the woman is still a dramatist has long been spread in Shanghai.

    The whole people in Shanghai were shocked, especially the senior officials of Shanghai dignitaries.

    It''s not that they didn''t win over Jing Yanxiu through women, but in the end, all the women died.

    Slowly, with one failure after another, they all understand that this road is impassable.

    In their eyes, Jing Yanxiu is a person without feelings. People like him can never like people.

    But now when they look at Jing Yanxiu''s close embrace of the woman in his arms, they are dumbfounded.

    In fact, some middle-aged men can''t understand. This woman looks very good, but it''s too clean and simple.

    Is it difficult for people like Jing Yanxiu to like this taste?!

    Shen Wanqing looked at the middle-aged man strangely. His eyes narrowed slightly and replied lightly, "yes, I am."

    The middle-aged man recovered, then smiled and said, "since Miss Shen likes the strawberry cake, why don''t Miss Shen and the second master sit aside first and I''ll have someone send it to you?"

    Shen Wanqing didn''t answer, but looked up at Jing Yanxiu. She was waiting for the other party''s decision.

    Jing Yanxiu glanced at her and nodded faintly.

    Seeing this, the middle-aged man was overjoyed and quickly gave a warm reception: "second Lord and Miss Shen, please follow me."

    He led them to the box on the second floor.