At eleven o’clock at night, the nightlife in the Imperial City was just beginning.
The most famous bar in the Imperial City, "Hepburn," had already started its night of revelry.
Because the bar had extrely high expenses, most of its patrons were wealthy, and countless luxury cars were parked at the entrance.
The n and won enjoying drinks and entertainnt inside were mostly the second generation of wealthy families, dressed in glamorous and fancy outfits.
On the second floor, one of the most famous playboys in the Imperial City’s high society, Fu Lifei, was lazily drinking wine, watching the bar he owned.
Next to him, the bar’s general manager was sycophantic: "Young Master, look, it’s almost the New Year. Our bar’s business is booming. Several big transactions have been made in the past few nights, each spending millions."
Fu Lifei took a sip of wine and responded lightly, "That’s pretty good."
Though he spoke like that, his face showed little expression, and he didn’t seem particularly happy.
The general manager observed Fu Lifei’s calm and thoughtful deanor and dared not speak further, afraid of touching on any point that might upset this Crown Prince.
He vaguely sensed that Fu Lifei wasn’t in a good mood.
To be precise, the few young masters who were hanging out with Fu Lifei these days all seed to be in low spirits.
At that mont, Fu Lifei’s phone vibrated.
Upon checking, it was a ssage from the "trouble-making group" on WeChat.
Industrious Young Master Mao: [Um... it’s like Saturday is New Year’s Eve. Have you guys figured out how you’re going to spend it?]
The group went silent for a mont.
The atmosphere seed a bit eerie.
After a while, soone finally spoke up.
Hardworking Fan Xiaoye: [Let’s just find a place to hang out this year.]
Addicted to Studying: [Yeah, yeah, let’s just choose a spot and have so drinks.]
Gu Yixuan: [I have no objections.]
Fu Lifei remained silent for a long ti before typing:
[Let’s just et at ’Hepburn’. I’ll reserve a private room, and we can hang out then.]
Industrious Young Master Mao: [Sure! I have no objections!]
Addicted to Studying: [...will Brother Yan co?]
The group once again fell into silence, and after a long while, Gu Yixuan was the first to speak:
[Let’s ask him.]
Fu Lifei took a deep breath: [Alright, I’ll ask him.]
Since the incident two years ago, Yan Yan had rarely spoken in the group.
To be precise, he also seldom gathered with them.
Previously, when Yun Qiluo was around, he would almost always bring her to gatherings unless it was at a bar, because Yun Qiluo liked to have fun.
But now, without that reason, despite their invitations, they couldn’t get him to co out.
He seed to have reverted to the ti before he t Yun Qiluo. Back then, he didn’t attend gatherings simply because he was lazy, but after so persuasion, he would occasionally join them. Now, it’s different.
In the past two years, that man seed to have locked himself in a world where only the na Yun Qiluo existed.
Aside from searching for her, he had no interest in anything else.
Therefore, in the past two years, his appearances at their gatherings were few.
But Fu Lifei and Fan Xinglan never blad him.
They understood him too well. For the past two years, there was no one more miserable than Yan Yan...
Since Yun Qiluo disappeared, during the first year, he visibly changed, becoming more somber with a more moody and unpredictable personality.
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