Under the feet of the Son of Heaven, in the imperial city and capital, compared with other places, there is naturally an extra air of wealth and luxury.

  The majestic palace walls are still there, but the dynasty has long since changed. The eight great Hutongs of yesteryear cannot compare to today's nightlife on Bar Street.

  But for some people who are not short of money, a more private and intimate high-end private club is the place where they get drunk and indulge in luxury at night.

  For example, the Blue Bird Club at this entrance is full of luxury cars.

  At the entrance where hundreds of millions of luxury cars are parked, driving a ordinary Mercedes-Benz or BMW would make you feel embarrassed. It's really a place where ordinary people passing by are afraid of being charged money!

  At eleven o'clock in the evening, the streetlights of the imperial capital are shining brightly, like a winding dragon hovering above this ancient imperial city. Ordinary working-class people have long been preparing for sleep to cope with the next day's punctual work, while for nightlife, it has just begun its luxurious and extravagant journey.

  Outside the Bluebird Club, as usual, people walking on the road had to detour, but they couldn't resist the luxury cars of the wealthy young masters. It was 11:30 at night, a black Lincoln drove in like a ghost, and the driver skillfully stopped the car.

  For some reason, the atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward, and it was a rather strange silence.

  After a while, the taciturn driver frowned and said, "Do you really want to go?"

  Sitting in the back seat was a beauty wearing a long evening dress, with silver eye shadow that made people reluctant to move their eyes. She heard this and her mouth seemed to smile but not quite, "You all have too many worries, I'm different. Still the same sentence, if something happens to me, please take care of my parents."

  The driver hesitated, then handed a card to the beauty. It was a membership card representing Bluebird's identity, which was enough to make people break their heads to buy it outside, but this driver handed it over to the beauty casually.

  "As expected, the places you gentlemen come from are indeed different from those of ordinary people." The beauty flicked her fingernail against the card, her expression indescribably arrogant yet somehow alluring.

  The driver saw the expression in the rearview mirror, and his heart felt a sudden pang. He wanted to say something, but the beauty had already put away the card, opened the car door, and got out like a light and beautiful crane, walking far away.

  ……

  As soon as Lin Luo Ran got off the car, she attracted everyone's attention with her flowing long dress. Whether it was the humble doorman, the big-bellied boss who had just gotten out of his luxury car, or the young masters who thought they were elegant and refined, no one could bear to move their eyes away from her.

  Lin Luo Ran, who was nearly 1.7 meters tall, wore a pair of silver high-heeled shoes with thin heels, her long hair was wavy and curly, paired with a nude-colored long dress designed by a famous designer. Her tall figure, porcelain-like fair and delicate skin, only had a clear and elegant face, but possessed a pair of deep and mysterious eyes that were full of spirit, after applying light makeup, she looked pure and charming, yet also had an air of mystery that was not to be trifled with - many people were moved by her, but couldn't help feeling inferior and didn't dare approach her easily.

  Lin Luoran was dazed and didn't see anything, he directly walked towards the main gate.

  The doorman looked at the blue bird membership card pinched between her slender fingertips, and his previous sneaky glances also disappeared, leaving only a face full of respect - being beautiful is originally a woman's capital, if she is not only beautiful but also rich, it is even more something that a doorman like him who earns a salary cannot afford to think about.

  The lobby of the Blue Bird is still very low-key, but with a delicate touch that reveals its true character. Since Lin Luo Ran had a membership card, some things were not supposed to be seen in public, and naturally, no one would force him to register which card belonged to whom, or verify its authenticity. A waiter came up to politely inquire about it.

  "I'm looking for Zou Gongzi."

  Since Lin Luoran was a female guest, the handsome young man who came forward to serve her looked somewhat embarrassed, but smiled like spring breeze and rain: "Or I'll ask Mr. Zou first? Such a beautiful lady, Mr. Zou should come in person to receive you."

  Lin Luoran's mouth corners slightly rose: "I just want to give him a surprise, don't you even give me this chance?" As he spoke, his arrogant expression relaxed a bit, revealing a hint of shyness, making one's imagination run wild.

  Those who can appear with the ladies in the club are all beautiful women, and then they have exquisite makeup, bright and dazzling. The waiters have seen a lot of them, but they have never seen anyone smile like Lin Luoran, a beauty like a blooming flower bud.

  On the one hand, he secretly admired Zou's good fortune, and the waiter thought that Zou Gongzi was currently surrounded by beauties, and out of jealousy, he had a wicked idea, wanting to take advantage of this stunning woman who spoke in Zou Yaowei's girlfriend's tone.

  "There's an event on the second floor tonight and many distinguished gentlemen will be attending, ladies are welcome to take a look." The waiter was still smiling but spoke in a hushed tone.

  Lin Luoran came back to his senses, took out a thick stack of banknotes, roughly several thousand, and casually handed it over to the waiter before taking the elevator up to the second floor.

  Although the Blue Bird Club combines entertainment, leisure and fitness as one, a place where Zou Yao-wei is would not be a dull gym, the second floor is naturally a nightclub.

  The Blue Bird is not that kind of mass-market bar where anyone can come in; the membership card keeps some white-collar and even gold-collar workers forever outside the door, so the second floor was destined to have few people, but unexpectedly it's very lively.

  Elegant blues flowed through the hall, with lights shining brightly. All the men present were dressed in formal attire, while most of the women wore cocktail dresses adorned with jewelry. At first glance, it seemed like a high-society party, not an entertainment venue for a club.

  As soon as Lin Luoran stepped through the doorway, she was pursued by a beam of light from the sharp-eyed lighting engineer. Under the bright lights, Lin Luoran in her long gown looked like a proud goddess from Greek mythology. Her dark eyes shone brightly, making it impossible for people to look away. Bathed in the light, she seemed like a white lotus flower that had grown in the night scene, beautiful but not coquettish, swaying with elegance.

  The light show ended as soon as it was over, and the beam of light only stayed for a while before leaving, leaving behind a sigh of regret.

  Feeling those dodgy and naked glances, Lin Luoran sneered. No matter how luxurious or noble the packaging was, it couldn't conceal the whoremongers behind the lights.

  She raised an eyebrow and sat down in a rather inconspicuous corner spot.

  On the other side of the hall, in a semi-open VIP room, sat a row of men and women, totaling over ten people, who had already focused their discussion on Lin Luoran as soon as she entered.

  "Zou Ge, such a beautiful girl, looking around the whole scene, who else but you?" The man speaking was just over twenty years old, his father was the boss of a fairly well-off company, and in his own circle he was considered to be quite influential, but in tonight's circle, he was just a newly appointed lackey.

  Zou Yao Wei had just escaped from the whirlpool, and was in high spirits. The female companion he brought along was also well-received by everyone, but after Lin Luo Ran arrived, no matter how he looked at this slightly famous young model beside him, he couldn't help but feel that she was somewhat tacky.

  The facial features carved under the scalpel are naturally delicate beyond words, but at this moment, no matter how you look at it, something is missing... temperament?

  Zou Yao Wei swirled the red wine in his hand, this temperament is not something everyone has, like that unruly Qin Bao Jia from before, and tonight's new beauty, are all rare encounters.