Chapter 76: The Infuriating Spot Goods
Nightfall Bar.
Unable to resist Lin Yuan’s enthusiastic invitation, Zhang Long reluctantly agreed to tag along. Whether or not he would try his luck with the ladies was another story—after all, Lin Yuan had invited him so many times, he had to give face at least once. Free food and drinks, nothing to lose, as long as cannibalism wasn’t involved.
At half past six, the two arrived.
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“Oh, a new handsome guy?”
As soon as they entered, before Zhang Long could take in the scene, Lin Yuan led him to a booth—not too big, not too small—where several attractive men and women were already seated.
Hearing the voice, Zhang Long turned his head and was instantly dazzled. Red lips, seductive features, striking beauty.
Perhaps it was the dim lighting of the bar, casting flashes of neon and color that only enhanced the allure of the woman seated at the center.
“Hong, this is Zhang Long!”
Lin Yuan wore a look of pride. “Would I call someone my brother if he wasn’t good-looking? Who do you take me for?”
“So you’re Brother Long? Please, have a seat.”
The alluring woman’s eyes lit up, a flicker of heat passing through her heart. Although Zhang Long’s clothes weren’t particularly stylish or expensive, his physique and looks easily bridged any gap in status. Besides, if Lin Yuan brought him, he was definitely a good catch—fresh and tender.
“Uh, nice to meet you, Sister Hong…”
Zhang Long wasn’t intimidated. He’d never been to a bar, but he’d seen plenty on TV. Plus, Lin Yuan was a familiar face, so there was nothing to be nervous about.
As for whether he’d feel inferior among these obviously wealthy and privileged young men and women—hardly.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Zhang Long’s body jerked.
His internal grumbling was cut short before he could finish. He’d barely sat down when Sister Hong’s delicate hand snaked around his waist, giving it a gentle squeeze—twice. What the hell?
Instinctively, Zhang Long was about to turn and say something—“Don’t do that”—when a flash of red lips came at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
It was almost his lips.
Damn it, what the hell is going on?
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“Hmm?”
Sister Hong was taken aback as Zhang Long almost shot to his feet, ready to bolt. Was he really so sensitive to a little touch?
All she did was hug his waist and kiss his cheek. She, a beauty, didn’t mind; why was this guy running away?
“Brother Long…”
“That’s enough, Sister Hong.”
Zhang Long shook off the beautiful woman’s hand. He didn’t know her real name, but it didn’t matter now—this circle was far too wild for him.
Who goes straight to hugging and kissing at first meeting, like they’d never seen a man before? Desperate?
Good lord, this was terrifying.
“Take it easy, man,”
Lin Yuan hurried over. He’d missed a few of their gatherings and hadn’t expected Sister Hong to be so forward, scaring the naive and fresh Zhang Long. “Sister Hong meant nothing by it, just welcoming you. Don’t misunderstand.”
“Sorry, Lin,”
Zhang Long glanced at the beautiful people still seated, then looked at Lin Yuan. “I don’t think I fit in here. I’m just a regular guy; I shouldn’t have come with you tonight.”
“Don’t be like that, brother—”
Zhang Long’s blunt words made Lin Yuan anxious. As for Sister Hong, she would never apologize. In her eyes, being kissed by her was an honor, and now she was actually being scorned. Her face darkened.
He should have warned Zhang Long in advance.
Unlike the naive rookies before, Zhang Long wasn’t the kind to sit quietly and let himself be picked. Lin Yuan had misjudged him this time.
“Lin Yuan, is this your friend?”
Sister Hong spoke up, wiping her red lips with a wet wipe before scoffing coldly, “Doesn’t know the rules at all. Being kissed by me is an honor, and he’s acting like he’s been wronged.”
“Stop pretending to be a shy virgin. My sharp eyes can see you’re no innocent.”
“Three shots, apologize!”
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Damn it, Zhang Long was stunned.
He’d never seen such an arrogant and domineering woman. He was the one being taken advantage of, yet just because she’s a woman, she could be so unreasonable? Ridiculous!
“Sister Hong, I’ll do it!”
Lin Yuan stepped up. He couldn’t afford to offend her; after all, she was the queen bee of the group.
“Get lost, let him do it!”
Sister Hong’s eyes flashed coldly, her tone icy as she gazed at Zhang Long. “You keep bringing all sorts into the circle, getting worse each time.”
“Are you going to drink or not?”
Her voice was detached, eyes fixed on the silent Zhang Long. “If you drink, it’s over. If not, let’s see if you make it to sunrise tomorrow…”
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Crash!
A glass smashed straight into Sister Hong’s forehead.
But it wasn’t Zhang Long who threw it. Before he could react, a glass flew from his side, striking Sister Hong with a loud clatter.
“Well, aren’t you something,”
A somewhat familiar voice sounded. Zhang Long turned and was stunned.
“Daring to bully my Brother Long…”
As she removed her sunglasses, the woman’s lips curled in a cold smile. “Haven’t seen you in a few days and your temper’s grown. What, you like handsome guys so much you’re forcing yourself on them now, Miss Du Hong?”
“Uh, Money—Money, nice to see you…”
As the sunglasses came off, the wealthy young men and women flanking Du Hong trembled, then reflexively stood and greeted her as their leader.
Respect and fear colored their voices, clearly showing that Du Hong’s supposed authority was rather hollow.
“Qian Caiying?”
Du Hong wiped the swelling on her forehead, then stood and gritted her teeth. “So what if I like to force things? Is it your business?”
“What do you mean, your Brother Long!”
“You’re just spoiling for a fight. Why hasn’t your family married you off yet, you troublemaker?”
“I’m warning you, don’t cross me today, or you’ll regret it.”
“Oh, I’m not worried,”
Qian Caiying shrugged, gesturing for Du Hong to look elsewhere. “I’m not the only one here tonight—my darling Zhiqing is here too. How about going over for a drink or two to cool off?”