159 A MAN OF WORD PART 7

"Hey handsome, why don't you talk to me?" a customer came and sat beside Xue Lin. She was wearing a red cocktail dress and golden glitter all over her dress. The dress glittered in the golden light. She was wearing smokey eye shadow and red lipsticks. Her left thigh was over the right one and her expression was slightly lustful.

She tried to rub Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin's chest in the flirtiest manner but Xue Lin skillfully caught it and kissed her fingers. Xue Lin seemed experienced dealing with this sort of thing.

Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin asked her softly, "Dearest, why does looking at your fingers remind me of a poem?"

The customer was stunned before smiling. She was curious to know what kind of poem Mo Xuan remembered after seeing her fingers. So she asked, "What kind of poem?"

Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin just made up something in an instant. "A romantic one, it was like this, your slender and beautiful fingers were one of a kind, they brush over my body, and my heart skips a beat…"

The customer chuckled, "Silly! Where did you find that poem?"

Xue Lin answered, "My friend wrote it for his girlfriend." That was an utter lie. However, it didn't seem like she was bothered by it. She was a natural. 

The customer who still hadn't told her name yet, asked Mo Xuan, "What's your favorite song then?"

"The one that reminds me of me of course," Mu Xuan aka Xue Lin deeply looked at her eyes and said in a sensual voice. 

The customer's heart skipped a bit. She couldn't help but blush.

Seeing those two flirting with each other, some free customers joined Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin. They asked her random questions and she sincerely answered them. 

Each and every sentence she said was completely false and there was zero truth in it. It was like she was a completely different person. Mo Xuan was a character that was full of deception.

Xue Lin suddenly ordered a drink and took it from the bartender. She took a sip and looked at the women who were laughing and flirting with boys. 

She sighed and thought, 'What am I doing here? I have a handsome husband waiting for me at home.' Then She was determined, 'Don't worry, my husband. Your wife will bring fortune with her and make you rich.'

She went back to her seat. At that time, someone cried out, "I didn't order this drink. Give me some alcohol."

Xue Lin said, "We don't serve drinks that have a high percentage of alcohol." 

"What to do now?" The woman was on the verge of tears.

Xue Lin had a headache. 'Is this the reason people call women dramatic and annoying? What's there to cry and throw a tantrum about? If something isn't here, then it's not here. Why can't she take it in a normal way? If not having alcohol makes her like that, what will happen if she actually drinks alcohol? It's good that there is no alcohol, otherwise who knows what would've happened?'

"Kya!" the girl blushed immediately and screamed in excitement. 

Another girl sat beside her. She said, "Mo Xuan, I'm Jian Mao."

Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin complimented her saying, "That's a beautiful name and it suits you." 

Jian Mo smiled and said, "Thank you. I've been a customer of this club for two years now. Before that, I used to go somewhere else. At that time, there was a popular high school host in the host club. That boy's name was Mo Xuan. I still can't forget his face. He was cute, spoiled but encouraged women in many ways. He changed many women's lives including mine. Looking at you, you remind me of him. Both of your names and behaviors match too. Tell me, Mo Xuan, are you that person? If so, why did you disappear for three years?"

Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin coughed dryly. "Miss Jian Mo, I never thought that I would meet you like that. What a coincidence!" 

Jian Mo covered her mouth in surprise. "Oh my! It is you! You haven't changed much. Why haven't you grown taller? I thought you would!" 

Xue Lin smiled. "I also thought I would grow taller but I didn't. I'm glad that you are happy, Miss Jian Mo. How is your son?"

Jian Mo replied, "Oh you remember him. He is fine. He used to miss you a lot but then slowly he stopped talking about you."

"He must have forgotten about me. It's fine. No need to remind him about me," Xue Lin didn't want to use her fake identity to be close with anyone.

Jian Mo asked, "So, tell me about you? Where were you for the past three years?"

Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin casually replied, "I was roaming around. It's nothing special." 

"You are still the same. You don't ever share your hardship and always help others and encourage them," Jain Mo said.

"I'm encouraging myself and I don't face problems though. My life is smooth. How's life treating you now? Does your ex-husband still bother you?" Xue Lin changed the subject because she didn't want to talk about her private life.

"No, he doesn't bother me anymore. I live such a grand life thanks to you. If he dares to come back, I will send him to jail. That drunkard deserves it. I won't be soft-hearted anymore. You taught me well. I won't disappoint you," Jian Mo squeezed Xue Lin's hands.

The other customers heard her and gathered around. They asked Jian Mo – 

"What are you talking about?"

"Mo Xuan changed your life! How?"

"How long have you known each other?"

"Did you just say he was in high school when you first met him?"

Mo Xuan aka Xue Lin started to regret why she disclosed that time that she was in high school.