The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor:EndlessFantasy Translation

Blake was following his Uncle Samuel in boredom. If Qing Xin was not in the city, Blake would not want to stay in this place.

Samuel and Blake were currently in a high-class club. Samuel was discussing business and occasionally let out a hearty laughter. It was obvious that he was in a good mood. However, Blake did not like to stay in this place.

Two young models approached Blake and were pushed away by Blake impatiently. Then, they left the private room of the club impatiently.

A boss with a beer belly watched Blake leave and asked Samuel in slightly awkward English, “Your nephew doesn’t seem to like this place. Does he need some company?”

“It’s fine. Leave Him alone. He’ll be back in a while.”

“But your nephew is really handsome. Does he have a partner now?”

Samuel sighed when he heard this.

“Yes, he does.”

It was a man… it was not that Samuel disapproved of Blake being with a man. They were very tolerant and open to this in the west. What gave Samuel a headache was that the man Blake liked was very likely an old man.

Blake was drinking alone, feeling depressed. Suddenly, a tall, tanned-skinned man walked over. The man was considered handsome, and with his tendons and muscles, he looked very explosive, he was full of hormones.

When the man saw Blake, he walked over, holding a glass of red wine and chatting with Blake.

Blake ignored the man. The man was not angry. Instead, he was very patient and chatted with Blake. Blake was a little impatient. However, he did not want to cause trouble here.

Blake was just about to leave when the man stopped him. He insisted that Blake was drunk and wanted to send him back.

Blake’s face turned dark. Anyone would know that this man had feelings for him. It was just that the light was dim and the coldness in Blake’s eyes could not be seen.

In the eyes of outsiders, the man who was 1.9 meters tall was tall and strong, Even though Blake was also 1.88 meters tall, his figure was not as big as the man’s, so he looked a little weak.

The others were worried about this blond-haired, blue-eyed handsome man, but they did not dare to help him. After all, this tall man was not to be trifled with.

Just when the atmosphere was a little tense, the tall man’s chest was suddenly splashed with a glass of red wine. His white shirt was instantly dyed purple-red, and one could vaguely see his honey-colored pectoral muscles.

Yue Qing held the glass with a cold expression. The red wine in the glass had already spilled all over the tall man’s body..