ment, as their faces were not looking good.Zhang He went to greet and chat with Wen Lan, while Tinglan and Wen Jian stood aside waiting.Tinglan lowered her head to look at her shoes, poking the ground...Even his aura seemed to pale in comparison, and Zhao Tingxing, who stood a step behind her, resembled her bodyguard more than anything else.

As they reached their reserved table, the waiter was about to pull out a chair for her when she stopped him with a look. He then raised an eyebrow at Zhao Tingxing.

The waiter was perceptive and quickly stepped aside.

But Zhao Tingxing stood still. Did she expect him to serve her by pulling up a chair Unnecessary, and he wouldn't indulge her bad habit.

Who among them doesn't know who Don't all pretend to be so elegant.

But Han Li remained motionless, needing no artifice. Standing there was elegance itself. She wore a single emerald green silk halter dress. The straps were looped around her neck and tied into a bow at her back, resting on her smooth skin with lifelike detail.

She stood there looking at Zhao Tingxing, like this early summer weather, warm but not yet scorching, impossible to ignore.

But Zhao Tingxing didn't like to play along. They were practically raised in the same pants, what was there to pretend about

So, he kicked the chair next to him with his foot and sat down himself, looking at Han Li. "You love to sit or not"

Han Li didn't even blink, and asked the waiter beside him, "Is this table Table 3 in Area 3"

The waiter, puzzled but confident, replied, "Yes."

She simply said, "I'm Han Li. This is the table I booked for this afternoon. I'm here alone."

She never looked at Zhao Tingxing, but her meaning was clear: he had taken her place.

The waiter hurriedly checked the name of the reservation, Ms. Han Li.

So, gathering my courage, I told Zhao Ting, "Sir, I'll help you find another seat."

Zhao Tingxing's appearance was quite frightening, the waiter spoke in a hushed voice, but this lady before him also didn't look easy to mess with. He could only follow the rules.

Han Li finished speaking, then pulled out a chair and sat down, her back straight. She calmly and gracefully laid out napkins, arranged the tableware, and began looking at the menu, treating Zhao Tingxing opposite her as if he were transparent throughout the whole process.

Zhao Tingxing was also furious: "Han Li, are you kidding me"

Han Li slightly raised her head and said to the waiter, "I'm dining, I don't want to be disturbed."

The waiter looked uncomfortable, because the man across from him was really scary when he was angry. He seemed like he could kill someone with one hand.

He thought it was more important to save his life. Women, though frightening to look at, were unlikely to use violence. So he feigned a casual tone and said: "I'll go see if there are any empty seats left."

Then he vanished like smoke.

Zhao Tingxing suddenly stood up and said angrily, “Women are nothing but trouble.”

He didn't have the habit of coddling women. After standing up, he turned and left, thinking to himself that Miss Lu was still the kind who loved to act cute and beg him to pull her chair. If she had politely asked him to do so, he wouldn't have refused.

He left, and Han Li didn't stay. He didn't even glance at him from beginning to end.

But he took two steps, then suddenly turned back, stood beside her, and before she could react, grabbed both her arms in his hands, lifted her up.

"What are you doing" Han Li pressed his voice, asking angrily.

After she steadied herself, Zhao Ting pushed the chair back to its original place. "Was it really that hard to just pull a chair"

He then pulled the chair back out, reluctantly saying, "Sit down."

Han Li finally looked at him directly, sat down confidently, and calmly said, "Thank you." As if nothing had just happened.

The waiter, seeing that the two had finally made up, hurried over to take their order.

Then the man said, “Just wait and see how I'm going to take care of you tonight.”

The woman scoffed, "Just wait and see, don't beg for mercy if you have the guts."

Man: "Spare me, who called me 'daddy' last time"

Woman: "Oh, then are you calling me *** tonight"

"Little one" The man's expression was clearly cold, but he carried himself with a swaggering arrogance that bordered on insanity.

The waiter... blushed, these were all lewd words, yet he couldn't help but want to verify them, and unconsciously glanced at the man's crotch.

There are some people in the world who can speak the most vulgar language with a calm demeanor, as if they were discussing what to eat for lunch.

They didn't order many dishes, but they drank quite a bit of alcohol. Zhao Tingxing specifically ordered some wine because he felt that women were more enjoyable in bed when they were soft and pliable. He wanted her to drink more so she wouldn't always be so strong and capable all the time; it just wasn't as interesting to look at.

Result, the woman who never touched alcohol before is now able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

After pouring herself another glass of wine, Han Li poured one for Zhao Tingxing as well. She twirled her glass and clinked it with his, downing her drink in one go.

"Do you really think a little bit of alcohol could stand in my way You underestimate me."

"Over the years, I've been fighting alone as a woman to get where I am today. You really think I got here by sleeping with men"

She shook her head, asking herself, "No, it's all thanks to one drink after another. But I kind of regret it now."

"I regret not sleeping with men to get ahead, I regret not sleeping with more of them. That would have made things easier."

Zhao Tingxing: "That's indeed something to regret, wasting youth in vain. Now that people are old and unattractive, relying on beauty should have no takers."

Hàn Lì suddenly raised her eyes to look at him. At the same time, she lifted the wine glass in her hand, as if about to throw it at him, but Zhao Tíng Xíng grabbed her wrist, his eyes dark and menacing: "The path you choose, you have to walk it even on your knees."

He wouldn't show sympathy, let alone pity the weak. They all came from hardship, yearning to climb the social ladder. Who wasn't forged in the fires of struggle and bloodshed

Han Li's hand relaxed, the wine glass clinking to the table with a sound. The half-cup of red wine splashed onto the tablecloth, instantly dyeing the pristine white a crimson. Without continuing the previous topic, he raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Leaving 2203."

Is charm, is an invitation, with no trace of struggle.

Both of them had drunk quite a bit, though neither was drunk, both were more or less affected by the alcohol, so he was especially unrestrained and she was especially wanton.

Zhao Tingxing had never seen such a crazy woman, crazier than him. How could he have completely missed it before

He sort of knew what she meant by "if you have the ability, don't beg for mercy."

This is about squeezing every last bit out of him.

Damn it, he cursed while burying his head in work. Women are crueler than men when they get serious.

He thought that after this night, he would have to walk around the woman for at least a month, and even the scent of her would scare him.

In the past, at the hotel, he'd finish and just walk out in his trousers. But tonight, he couldn't move anymore. For the last time, that crazy woman collapsed, and so did he. He fell asleep.

The only blunder was sleeping too soundly. When I woke up the next morning, there were five stacks of RMB on the bedside table, with a note beside them: "Take this to buy some supplements."

...Her...her mom's kept money for him to use for prostitutes A stack at a time...

Damn!

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