Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

The elevator door opened.

“Welcome to the Shengjue Entertainment Club!”

Rows of beautiful girls with long legs stood in the hall opposite the elevator. They bowed to Qiao Jiusheng to welcome her.

Qiao Jiusheng glanced at their proud figures and subconsciously raised her chest.

The girls were dressed so revealingly, displaying their long legs and big breasts.

The waiter led Qiao Jiusheng straight to Room 608. Along the way, many men looked at Qiao Jiusheng with admiration and passion.

They could not be blamed for being too perverted. Qiao Jiusheng was too beautiful, after all.

After entering the clubhouse, Qiao Jiusheng took off her winter coat. She had worn a royal blue halter silk blouse. The black round collar was wrapped around her elegant snow-white neck, revealing her sexy shoulders and collarbone.

She had tightly wrapped her black high-waisted skirt around her slender waist and buttocks, showing her beautiful calves. Her legs rested on black high heels, making her look even more slender. Qiao Jiusheng swayed her extremely enchanting body as she walked forward. The large black curly hair that lazily draped over her left shoulder swayed with her, shaking all the men’s hearts.

When Qiao Jiusheng reached the door of Room 608, she instantly cowered.

The confident smile on her lips collapsed.

She was just about to take a deep breath when the heavy door in front of her suddenly opened.

A domineering and beautiful figure appeared in Qiao Jiusheng’s vision.

Wei Xin stood in the middle of the entrance of the clubhouse, holding an e-cigarette.

She had worn a bodycon turtleneck mini dress, black silk stockings with golden stilettos, a checkered fur coat that reached her ankles, and a shiny black leather choker around her collar. All of this would make one think of only one word: expensive.

When the poor Qiao Jiusheng saw Wei Xin’s coat, she suddenly felt a bit of hatred for the rich.

“Aren’t you hot?” Qiao Jiusheng accidentally said what she was thinking.

The temperature in the clubhouse is 25 degrees Celsius. Is she really not hot in all that?

Wei Xin tucked her long hair behind her ear, revealing the exaggerated and luxurious fan-shaped diamond ear studs on her ear. She spat out a mouthful of white smoke at Qiao Jiusheng and devilishly smiled. Then, she said, “It’s fashion. What’s heat in front of that?”

Qiao Jiusheng shook her head.

On a hot summer day, they fashionably dressed in furs. On a cold winter day, they wore suspenders. She didn’t quite understand how the minds of these fashionists worked.

“Also, when did you learn to smoke?” Qiao Jiusheng was a little puzzled.

Wei Xin twirled the e-cigarette on her fingertips and frankly said, “Like I said, fashion.”

Okay, fashion queen! Style above all!

Wei Xin smiled and looked at Qiao Jiusheng. She then asked, “I would like to ask you when did you get a hobby of plastic surgery?” She sounded relaxed, but her eyes were filled with heartache. How many knives must’ve been used on her face to successfully change her appearance and turn her into a completely different person?

Wei Xin thought she herself was an awesome person, but when she thought about the pain of using a knife on her face, she was a little afraid.

Qiao Jiusheng’s expression turned serious. She turned around and confirmed that no one was around them. Then, she walked into the room and closed the door. “I didn’t have plastic surgery.”

“Then your face.” Wei Xin looked puzzled.

“It’s a mask.” Qiao Jiusheng touched the mask on her face and asked Wei Xin, “How is it? This mask’s production level is very impressive, right?”

Wei Xin could not help but touch Qiao Jiusheng’s face. She could not feel any traces of the mask. She asked, “Who did it? That’s awesome.” She even wanted to have one for herself. Then, in the future, when she went out to travel or do bad things, she would not be afraid of being recognized.

Qiao Jiusheng bent down to pour herself some wine and said to her, “The one who took the plane with you the last time.”

“Suzanne?” Wei Xin’s eyes lit up as if she had found a treasure.

Qiao Jiusheng, who was pouring wine, did not notice her expression.

She heard Wei Xin ask again, “Didn’t you love Fang Mu so much that you were devoted to him? Why did you marry Fang Yusheng?”

Qiao Jiusheng slowly looked up. The smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes seemed to be in pain.