The Young Master’s Bride - Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Acting Like Strangers
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At Sophia’s Private Club. Ye Qingge splashed a handful of water onto her face, the droplets streaming down her exquisite cheeks.
They rolled toward her delicate clavicles, and whatever was left of those droplets went between her round…
“Are you alright, Qingge?” The supervisor, Sister Bing, patted her on the back to soothe her.
“I’m fine, Sister Bing. I just downed two glasses.”
Ye Qingge smiled faintly. A simple smile from her was endlessly charming.
Sophia’s Private Club was the premier high-end club in Cloud City.
However, they had plenty of uneducated people, so being made to down alcohol was completely normal.
As it was, the commission received for selling liquor there was two times greater than anywhere else. Sometimes, if one was lucky enough, it was possible to earn two to three thousand in a single night.
“A few VIPs have arrived in the private room. They’re definitely going to order the best booze. Can you handle them?”
“I’m fine. Thank you, Sister Bing. You’re always looking out for me.”
She hugged Shen Bing. Ye Qingge’s gratitude was genuine .
She had only been there for a week, and Sister Bing had placed her on the eighth floor.
The eighth floor was a hotspot for the elite, and only experienced employees were allowed to work there. Naturally, she made more money than the newcomers.
“You’re quite attractive, and let’s be honest, I have an ulterior motive. My younger brother will be back in the country soon. I’ll introduce you. Whether you get together or not is up to fate!”
“Mmm, okay! I’ll listen to you, Sister Bing!”
Ye Qingge’s eyes flashed with an awkward light.
She didn’t have the heart to tell Sister Bing that she had a fiancé. Some things simply couldn’t be said.
All she could do was be friends with Sister Bing’s younger brother. Anything else was out of the question.
Ye Qingge was dressed in a fitted cheongsam the color of white jade, made from quality material and delightful to look at. It went without saying that Sophie’s Private Club was outfitted with the very best.
When she arrived at the doorway to the private room, she saw eight bodyguards standing outside. As expected, these were VIPs.
‘Why do these bodyguards look so familiar? This private room is the club owner’s exclusive room.’
After knocking, Ye Qingge pushed the door open and walked in with a standard smile on her face.
She sauntered into the room but came to an abrupt halt when she saw the man on the couch.
She never expected to bump into Li Beichen, the Little Uncle of her husband-to-be, in a place like this.
It was only a momentary pause. She quickly concealed the insecurity in her eyes and continued moving forward.
They were only acquaintances, so it was best to act like strangers. Perhaps he had forgotten who she was.
Li Beichen’s handsome and distinct face was sharp and stalwart.
He had unique, aristocratic features, and his pair of jade-like eyes were warm yet intense.
As Li Beichen was sitting in the main seat, according to the rules, Ye Qingge had to bend down and offer the list of liquor to him with both hands for him to make the order.
“What alcohol would you like, sir?” With her perfectly sweet voice, one could never get enough of hearing her speak.
Li Beichen did not accept it. His quiet eyes stared silently at Ye Qingge.
Chu Baiqing, who was sitting next to him, took the order form with a smile and placed it on a side table made of black glass.
“Two bottles of ’82 Lafite and a few bottles of mineral water!”
“Very well, sir. Please wait!” Ye Qingge smiled delicately at Chu Baiqing and moved to get up.
Two bottles of Lafite would give her a 6,800 yuan commission. When combined with the other commissions she had received that night, this would bring her grand total to more than 10,000 yuan.
She needed money to find the piece of flesh that was carved from her.
A hint of glee flashed across her delicate eyes.
Unfortunately, before she could celebrate her good fortune, she heard a cold voice.
“We will not be drinking tonight. We’re having water!”
Li Beichen indolently leaned against the couch. His imposing figure released its innately intimidating aura.