Chapter 13: Chapter 13: She’s a Woman
Editor: Atlas Studios
He Jingyao smiled slightly, tilted his wrist a little, and a glass of cocktail spilled all over Huo Yanhui’s pants at a certain impure spot, instantly soaking it.
Huo Yanhui felt a chill on his thigh and jumped up, shouting, “He Jingyao, I’m not done with you!”
After saying that, he quickly rushed to the bathroom to clean up!
Yun Shenhan helplessly held his forehead and looked at Huo Yanzhao, “Aren’t you going to intervene?”
“Who do you think I should intervene with?” Huo Yanzhao glanced at him expressionlessly, “One doesn’t need to be managed, the other is useless to manage.”
Yun Shenhan thought for a moment and fully agreed. He Jingyao believed in the principle of not offending others unless provoked, but once someone crossed him, they were in for bad luck.
As for Huo Yanhui, his sharp tongue wasn’t new, and every time he got into trouble with He Jingyao, he ended up miserably, yet he never learned his lesson.
Just then, Yun Shenhan’s phone rang. He answered with a “Hello,” and whatever the person on the other end said made his face light up with joy.
It turned out that once you’ve experienced a woman, you start to miss it.
But how could he get her to willingly marry him?
He Jingyao believed that if he asked his mischievous friends for help, they would eagerly assist, though likely without any reliable ideas.
This was probably the only woman he would have in his lifetime, so he couldn’t afford to mess it up.
He Jingyao swirled the glass in his hand, deep in thought. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure.
It was a woman’s figure. She was wearing a crop top and a tight leather mini skirt, revealing a small waist and dazzlingly white thighs, exuding an indescribable allure and charm.
She walked into the private room, guided by the bar manager, and stood behind the bar on the other side. Then she began taking out various bottles and glasses, moving with extreme skill.
Her originally bright face appeared extraordinarily sexy under the dim light, giving off an icy feeling.
She didn’t even glance at the people in the room, simply beginning to mix drinks. With a flick of her wrist, a crystalline cocktail was ready, her movements smooth and beautiful.
For a while, the only sounds in the room were the clinking of glasses and the rushing of water.
He Jingyao didn’t take another sip of his cocktail. His eyes were locked on her, shining with a determined gaze.