"Haha, he's blocked at the entrance, so of course he can't get in. What other reason could there possibly be, Young Master Ye?"
From inside, Dong Xin of the Dong Family burst out laughing.
In an instant, Ye Junhao and the others understood. They all broke into laughter, their gazes toward Chu Qingyun filled with mockery and disdain.
To be stopped at the door while trying to sneak into the VIP area with a woman—it was utterly humiliating.
"Chu Qingyun, I happen to have an extra invitation here. My fourth uncle couldn't make it. How about this: you beg me, and if you please me, I'll let you have it. What do you say?"
Ye Junhao stared at Chu Qingyun, his face a mask of gloating satisfaction.
After speaking, he actually took out an invitation and dangled it in front of Chu Qingyun.
Immediately, the onlookers erupted in another round of derisive laughter.
