After Dai Li and Zhang Fang returned from the restroom, Dai Li noticed Zhou Dewen's expression had changed noticeably.
Zhou Dewen didn't realize it, but Wang Yue, who was adept at reading people, did.
"What did those two women discuss in the restroom?" Wang Yue pondered silently.
The meal progressed, with dishes served and savored. Towards the end, Zhang Fang proposed, "Shall we go to a bar to dance? What do you say?"
Zhou Dewen glanced at Wang Yue, his expression seeming to ask, "Are we going?"
Wang Yue had only been to bars a handful of times in his previous life. He found it hard to immerse himself in the boisterous atmosphere, especially when dancing.
Zhang Fang exchanged a look with Dai Li. Dai Li immediately hugged Zhou Dewen's arm. "Honey, let's go, let's go. We haven't been out for so long."
"Alright, alright, let's go," Zhou Dewen, with his arm in hers, felt instantly enveloped in a gentle warmth and impulsively agreed.
"Wang Yue, you're coming too." Zhang Fang reached out to grab Wang Yue's arm.
Wang Yue took half a step back, evading her grasp, and then smiled, "Sure."
Zhang Fang froze for a moment, sensing the subtle distance in Wang Yue's movement. She felt a slight displeasure but didn't show it. Handsome guys were often like this, a little temperamental was normal. She figured she could do whatever she wanted with him once he was drunk.
Zhang Fang, being a local from Lizhou, knew exactly which bars were the liveliest. Under her guidance, the three arrived at Lizhou's most happening bar. The exterior was unassuming, but the music that spilled out was infectious, making one want to dance.
Zhou Dewen was curious. In his entire life, he had never even experienced a foot massage, let alone a bar. Throughout their journey, Dai Li held Zhou Dewen's hand. Zhou Dewen felt dazed, as if he were about to ascend to heaven with happiness.
After the four entered the bar, they found seats in the main hall.
"What would you like to drink?" a waiter approached with a smile.
"Two shots of tequila and two martinis," Zhang Fang said with a smile.
"Certainly." The waiter jotted it down and left.
"For you two gentlemen, tequila is fine, right? I assume you haven't been to a bar before, so I took the liberty of ordering drinks suitable for you. I hope you don't mind," Zhang Fang said with a sweet smile.
Zhou Dewen quickly waved his hands. "Not at all, not at all. Tequila is my favorite." In reality, Zhou Dewen had no idea what tequila was; he just didn't want to lose face in front of his girlfriend.
Wang Yue shook his head, observing. This guy had a low tolerance for alcohol; one shot of tequila would likely render him completely insensible. So, Zhang Fang intended to get them drunk? Wang Yue suspected Zhang Fang had ulterior motives. What would happen after they were drunk? Kidney harvesting without anesthesia!
Considering such dire consequences, Wang Yue smiled and said, "Alcohol is prohibited for minors, so we can't have these drinks. We'll just have two glasses of orange juice."
"Oh, orange juice is so boring. A real man should drink alcohol; that's true masculinity," Zhang Fang quickly countered.
"Really not possible, Sister Fang. My mom told me I shouldn't drink when I'm out," Wang Yue continued to refuse.
"Wang Yue, I didn't realize you were such a mama's boy, listening to your mother for everything," Zhang Fang's smile carried a hint of mockery, attempting to provoke him.
"Sister Fang, even if you praise me like this, we still can't drink," Wang Yue replied, feigning shyness.
"Praise me??" Zhang Fang blinked. "When did I praise you?" "Mama's boy" wasn't exactly a compliment. Zhang Fang said it to provoke him. Most rebellious teenagers couldn't resist such taunts.
"You called me a mama's boy." Wang Yue said earnestly, "A mama's boy, isn't that like 'Mommy! Treasure Boy'?"
"Pfft." Dai Li next to them burst out laughing. "The ultimate understanding! Zhang Fang was suddenly at a loss for words. She had never heard such an interpretation of 'mama's boy' before!
Zhou Dewen secretly gave Wang Yue a thumbs-up, thinking, "As expected of you, Brother Yue, yyds!"
"Ding! Congratulations on achieving the 'Ultimate Understanding' achievement. Reward: 1 Random Quality Skill Book!"
At this moment, a system prompt sounded. Wang Yue was taken aback. He got a skill book just for that?
"System, I actually have many similar remarks. Can I get more skill books?" Wang Yue said shamelessly.
"..." The system did not respond, as if it had never appeared. Wang Yue shrugged. It seemed the system's wool was not easily shorn. This darn system was like dead when he wasn't triggering events; it never chatted with him. Weren't other people's systems chatterboxes? If you don't talk, how can I extract information from you, how can I fleece you?
As Wang Yue was mentally complaining about the system, the drinks had arrived. Wang Yue said to the waiter, "Could we have two more glasses of orange juice, please? Thank you."
The waiter nodded. "Certainly, sir."
"Wang Yue, you're really going to drink orange juice?" Zhang Fang said with a stern face. "Don't be such a killjoy when we're out."
"Sister Fang, according to Article 37 of the 'Law of the People's Republic of China on the Protection of Minors,' operators shall not sell tobacco and alcohol to minors. If we drink, the bar owner would be breaking the law. You wouldn't want us to be lawbreakers, would you?" Wang Yue said earnestly.
Tricky! This was the first time Zhang Fang had encountered a man who was so difficult to handle, and he was just a high school student. Zhang Fang believed Wang Yue was definitely a scholar. Never try to reason with a scholar; you'll always lose.
Zhou Dewen also didn't want to drink. He knew his alcohol tolerance and was worried about making a fool of himself later. So, he chimed in, "Sister Fang, Wang Yue is right. We are law-abiding citizens, so we won't be drinking. Let's have orange juice instead."
Zhang Fang felt incredibly frustrated. She gave Dai Li a look. Dai Li nodded, then swung Zhou Dewen's arm. "Honey, if you don't say, and I don't say, who will know you're a minor? Just have a little. Didn't you say tequila was your favorite?"
Zhou Dewen's face changed. He regretted bragging earlier. Zhou Dewen hesitated, thinking it was just one drink, and he had had beer before, so he shouldn't get too drunk. Just as he was about to agree.
Wang Yue stepped forward again. "Sister Li, do you really like my brother?"
Dai Li's expression shifted. "Of course, I do! Why are you asking that?"
"If you truly like him, why would you make him break the law?" Wang Yue's words left Dai Li speechless.
Seeing the situation turning awkward, Zhang Fang quickly said, "Alright, alright. I didn't expect Wang Yue to be so serious. Since that's the case, we won't drink. You two just have orange juice."