Ren Yuanhao, naturally, had no idea he had fallen into a trap.
“Miss Cheng Li, I, Ren Yuanhao, merely wished to alleviate your troubles. Unfortunately, I did not expect Miss to possess such skills…”
“Vicious, right?”
Cheng Li’s smile made Ren Yuanhao feel like a viper flicking its tongue.
“Phew, I wouldn’t say that. If I were in such a situation, I might have done the same.”
Ren Yuanhao took out a cigarette, and Cheng Li asked for one too. Big Wind Novels.
“It’s better for girls to smoke less,” Ren Yuanhao said, although he was advising, his hand moved in the opposite direction, lighting the cigarette for her.
“You’re a strange person, not like other men.”
Cheng Li seemed to recall something, a barely perceptible gleam flashing in her pupils.
“Fundamentally, there’s no difference. The only thing I have more than them is that I prefer to use my upper body to think.”
“Who knows?”
Cheng Li appraised Ren Yuanhao meaningfully, which in turn made him a little embarrassed.
“We agreed to meet here, not just to hide and smoke, did we?” Ren Yuanhao deliberately avoided her sharp, sword-like gaze and changed the subject.
Cheng Li was the first to extinguish her cigarette, her mind already deep in thought: attempting to assassinate the man before her was clearly not the right place, and seducing him with beauty would not be her style either.
She still needed the help of alcohol, after all, that was the thing that could numb the heart and soul.
“Let’s go. Since we’re here, how about we watch those people fight and have a couple of drinks?”
“You’re beautiful, so of course, you get your way.”
Soon, the two entered the fighting club one after another.
As soon as they passed through the long dark corridor and pushed open a heavy iron door, they were hit by a strong scent of hormones and alcohol.
The club’s decoration exuded a strong underground boxing ring style. On the left was a long row of wine racks, displaying various famous Chinese and foreign wines, with clinking glasses and cheerful laughter.
On the right were arcade games, darts, and violent motorcycle games. The space in the middle was occupied by a huge fighting ring, with all spotlights focused on the fighters, who were drenched in sweat. The smell of blood and alcohol was hazy and illusory, stirring the surging hormones of the onlookers.
“A drink? Paris Rainbow, Vodka, or Whiskey?”
“Actually, I prefer orange juice, to ensure I don’t make any mistakes in this environment.” Ren Yuanhao had basically never been to such a place, and it wouldn’t hurt to be a little cautious.
Cheng Li just smiled, “What, afraid of making mistakes?”
“Of course, I am. I believe the people who come here are not exactly saints.”
As soon as Ren Yuanhao said this, he realized he had spoken out of turn.
“Including me, perhaps?” Cheng Li naturally wanted to seize the opportunity, preferably to get the man in front of her drunk, and then act.
“No, no, no, I misspoke. I should punish myself with three cups.”
As Ren Yuanhao was about to pick up his orange juice, Cheng Li stopped him.
“Punishing yourself with three cups is a must, but drinking orange juice lacks sincerity.”
Cheng Li snapped her fingers, and a handsome waiter in a vest approached.
“Get this young man three cups of Vodka.”
The waiter couldn’t help but find it amusing to see Ren Yuanhao’s flushed face, but he could only suppress it and promptly poured three cups, presenting them to him.
“Young man, these three cups of Vodka are quite potent,” the waiter kindly reminded him.
“Detected employer’s emotional change. If you back down, there’s a high probability it will affect the good review rate.”
Cheng Li looked at Ren Yuanhao meaningfully and said, “Oh really? Can the DiDi Dating salesperson not even drink?”
“Who said I can’t drink?”
Ren Yuanhao thought, at worst, he would sacrifice his 27 years of virginity. It wouldn’t kill him, so why be afraid? He immediately tilted his head back and downed the three formidable cups of Vodka one by one.
“Good! That’s the spirit!” Cheng Li’s smile flashed with serpentine cunning.
Ren Yuanhao felt as if a hole had been torn open in his chest, and then splashed with chili oil. His throat felt like it was about to spew fire. And at that moment, a dark-skinned woman leaped onto the stage.
“Hey,” she said, her hands wrapped in bandages. She actually threw two punches in Cheng Li’s direction, swift as the wind, and provocatively added, “Your boyfriend was stolen by me, and you still dare to come back here? That’s right, just obediently drink your sorrows there!”
The dark-skinned woman dodged left and right, throwing two straight punches, the corners of her mouth curling up in a mocking grin, and she kept giving Cheng Li the middle finger.
Cheng Li remained unfazed. Instead, she snapped her fingers, signaling the waiter to pour her a glass of Vodka.
“DiDi, detected employer’s emotional confusion. Recommend direct confrontation to improve the good review rate.”
Ren Yuanhao was muttering to himself when another muscular and tall man appeared on the stage.
Too bad, if it weren’t for his somewhat feminine voice, Ren Yuanhao would at least consider him a man.
“Yo, isn’t that Cheng Li? What’s wrong, drinking alone over there? And you brought a little puppy with you. This is no place for a pretty boy like him!”
Cheng Li gnashed her teeth as she looked at the man. Although she tried her best to control herself, it didn’t escape Ren Yuanhao’s eyes.
Her hands, ever since entering the fighting club, had been clenched. And as soon as the man appeared, the knuckles of her hand holding the wine glass had turned slightly white, clearly showing she was inwardly furious.
Just as she was about to get up, Ren Yuanhao pressed her back into her seat with one hand and whispered into her ear, “My dear Miss, I saw something was off with you long ago. I’ll teach this scumbag a lesson for you.”
After saying this, Ren Yuanhao looked directly into her eyes, smiled slightly, like sunlight through the twilight, warm and reassuring.
He held the Vodka, hiccuped, his chest burning. Even his temper had unconsciously increased by two or three points. He slowly walked to the front of the stage, without any preparatory movements, and the wine glass in his hand flew like a projectile directly into the man’s face!
*Smack!*