They two just flashed by.
After dozens of staff brought up the wine one after another, the two also went away.
"Why are Sean and Novia here..."
Jason muttered, but when he found that Roy was completely immersed in chatting with Queenie, he sighed secretly. Indeed, no such thing as a broken heart that can't be fixed by a woman
In terms of body figure, appearance, temperament, and personality...
Queenie was hundred times better than Novia even after removing her makeup.
They were completely from different levels, and couldn't be compared with each other.
The bunny girls, who followed the waiters, pushed the wine cabinet over at this time, which was filled with all kinds of foreign wines. They acted like Jason had ordered all the wine in the club.
In fact, most of the wine in the cabinet were only used as background, and very few people would take it out.
Many playboys would always put a bottle of Armand de Brignac or Remy Martin Louis XIII on the table to attract girls. But they never opened it, and what they really drank was ordinary wine, which was relatively cheaper.
However, Jason did not need to rely on such a low- level strategy. According to his current position, he was already a super rich second generation in the nightclub.
When the last wine cabinet was pushed in, the dancers began to roar, and countless fake money was also sprinkled aside. The bunny girls screamed and twisted their enchanting figures desperately.
This scene was so magnificent that all the people around the table turned to look at it and thought, which childe was here to have fun tonight?
Some women who had great confidence in their own figures couldn't wait anymore. Maybe there would be a chance to change their destiny.
However, when they were about to approach Jason's table, the men in suits blocked their way.
Some girls who were not good-looking were stopped. Only those extremely pretties were allowed to enter Jason's table.
Jason had no interest in these girls. He took the initiative to make way for them and let them sit down. He watched them drink and take photos, and then uploaded them to Instagram.
By this time, Roy was no longer as decadent as before.
A fresh meat like him, who only had a brief relationship once, was nothing at all for Queenie.
With just a glance, she would know what he was going to say. She controlled Roy's mood perfectly.
In addition to Queenie's good figure, Jason thought that if he asked Roy who Novia was now, Roy would have to think about it for five minutes before answer.
After drinking a few bottles of wine, Jason wanted to pee. He patted the girl next to him and pointed to the toilet.
Unexpectedly, that girl's face turned red. She stood up and held his hand, wanted to go with him.
Jason was stunned.
This girl was good-looking, with long legs and short hair. She looked somewhat similar to some popular actress now.
Maybe she took that actress as her plastic surgery model.
But he was going to the toilet. What did she mean by going with him?
"Beauty, I can go by myself. I don't need your help."
Jason patted her delicate arm and left with a smile.
The woman named Meroy was also stunned. Looking at Jason's back, she couldn't help but stamp her foot in annoyance. She secretly gritted her teeth and said, "It must be you're too small, so you don't dare to let me go with you!"
Jason, who was walking, almost fell down and felt cold on his back.
Jason was washing his hands. Suddenly, he heard a burst of sinister laughter coming from the single room of the toilet.
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