Nighttime.
Inside the Paradise Club in Beijing, the lighting was dim and seductive. The air was thick with the mingled scents of tobacco and alcohol, and the surroundings were bustling with the rustle of clothes, the clinking of glasses, and lively chatter.
In a private suite within the club, Yan Ling and Wei Zheng were lounging on the sofa, with expensive spirits and exquisite fruit platters arranged on the coffee table before them.
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