TSM Chapter 12

“Hello, this is my invitation.” Yǐn Yuè parked the white SUV and handed the card-stock invitation he had pre-approved to the manor’s butler.

The butler squinted, carefully examining it. The golden lettering reflected in the sunlight was a bit dazzling. “Hello, Mr. Yǐn, please come in.” After verifying it, he revealed a smile and respectfully gestured for him to enter.

“Mr. Yǐn looks like he’s only 25 or 6, why is he in such a hurry to compete with us for custody?”

“So that’s how it is. Mr. Yǐn is unmarried?”

“I used to have a fiancée, but unfortunately… she was scared away by me.” Yǐn Yuè slightly raised his eyebrows and lowered his glasses, revealing his alluring phoenix eyes as he met her trembling gaze. His words were full of teasing, perfectly portraying a refined scoundrel.

“Hahaha, Mr. Yǐn is not only handsome, but also so humorous and witty. It can only be said that my fiancée didn’t have the good fortune!” Qián Yíngxīn’s ears turned red from his gaze, and she shyly slowed her pace as she walked over.

A faint, almost imperceptible, cold smile appeared on the corner of Yǐn Yuè’s lips. In an instant, his expression softened again, and he followed closely behind, stepping into the villa. The entire villa had four floors: one underground, then the first, second, and third floors. The entire decoration was the same as the outside, purely in the Chinese style, with gray-purple gauze curtains hanging everywhere, and white as the main color.

“That’s right, we all have things to take care of, we’re not here to freeload!” Sòng Zhèngkūn touched his balding head, echoing Luó Xiàngyuǎn.

“Yes! Call her out and let us see her!” Zhèng Jiéshū couldn’t sit still when he saw someone yelling, and quickly joined the ranks.

“You could have said so earlier, let’s go, I’m hungry anyway.” Zhèng Jiéshū put his arm around his wife’s shoulder and strode to the front.

“Oh, let’s go, let’s go.” Qián Yíngxīn glared at the couple with disdain and followed them affectedly in her high heels.

The others in the living room slowly followed their steps. Only Yǐn Yuè quietly walked to the front door and shook the doorknob forcefully. As expected, it was locked. He ran his hand over the surface of the door, examining it closely. It was a pure copper door, and it was impossible to open it manually without a key.

In an instant, he put away his cold expression, put on a gentle smile, and turned around. “Hehe, it’s like this, I’m not hungry yet. I just saw many flowers I’ve never seen before on the way here, and I was thinking of going to the courtyard to admire the flowers and broaden my knowledge.” Then, he put his hand on the doorknob again, doing it on purpose. “Oh?! I don’t know why, but this door is locked. Please, Butler Kàn, help me open it.”

To prevent his identity from being exposed, Yǐn Yuè stopped there: “Oh, I remember now, it was my oversight.”

“No need…” Yǐn Yuè coldly glanced at the butler’s pocket, adjusted his glasses, and followed him into the restaurant.

The restaurant was completely different from the outside decoration, purely in the European style, which was incomprehensible. Why would a villa have two such different styles?

After a round, so… who exactly is a member of the Poker Gang?! He hadn’t gained anything yet.

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