Chapter 18: Short of Money or Hunting for Beauty

  Guan Xian gazed at the disappearing figure at the door, furrowing his brow. He never expected to run into her in a place like this. Was it because of poverty? Or was she trying to hook up with someone? Many female college students thought that making money was easy in places like this, so they would accompany men for drinks and dancing, and even go to hotels without hesitation. But Ning Meng... how many faces did this woman have? Did he still not understand her?

  Zhou Si turned his head and said with a smile, "This little girl looks so fresh, those eyes are particularly clear and bright, like a clear spring. It seems that tonight I finally found someone who caught my eye, it's interesting."

  "Alright, you little rascal, stop messing around. She's a proper young lady." Guan Xian furrowed his brow and let out a cold snort. Usually, this little scamp was used to being charming, but now he suddenly found him unbearable.

  However, after a while, Ning Meng returned to the private room with a tray. She carefully placed several cups and then gently lifted the bottle, the amber liquid flowing smoothly into the cups, creating whirlpools. Zhou Si curved his mouth and put a thick stack of old man's head on the tray.

  Ning Meng cooperated and showed off her dimples, with a sweet voice, "Thank you, young master."

  There's a rule of survival in this place, if someone is willing to give, she has no reason not to accept. She bowed and retreated to the back, opened Zhou Gongzi's generous gift, and saw that there were more than a dozen, stunned for a moment...Damn it, these people have money to burn or are they up to something else? It feels like there's more to it than meets the eye.

  The guest didn't ring the bell, Ning Meng thought it was a rest. The music sounded, and the dance floor gradually became crowded, with men and women leaning on each other's shoulders, the lights were dim, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.

  In the private room, Zhou Si was holding a beautiful woman's waist and playing a guessing game. He turned his head to see Guan Xian not drinking or having fun, leaving the mixed-blood beauty aside, and couldn't help but wonder: "Guanzi, what's wrong today? Got something on your mind?"

  Guan Xian swirled the wine cup in his hand and shook his head: "You guys go ahead and play, don't mind me."

  It's not that busy anymore, Ning Meng found Sophie to chat with her, she pointed to the dance floor and said, "These women don't look like ordinary goods, face, figure, temperament... they have everything, especially that black leather pants one in the middle, wow..."

  Sophie curled her lip, "These, some are unpopular stars, some are female students from the art department. With power, influence and money, men like them are in high demand, what kind of woman can't be found..."

  “………..”

  The boss of the bar shouted loudly, "Ning Meng, hurry up, your order is ready."

  Ning Meng Qingyue responded with a crisp "Ah", placed the drinks and foreign wine on the plate, turned around and walked into the private room.

  Squat down, legs clamped tightly together, back straightened as much as possible, trying not to tilt...

  This girl really feels different, Zhou Shao is interested in teasing her. He leans over, pats the position beside him, and smiles with a flirtatious expression, "Little beauty, come on, keep your brother company for a few drinks..."

  Ning Meng's hand trembled slightly, thinking that what was bound to happen had happened. She bowed her head in apology, "Sorry, Master Zhou, I don't know how to drink."

  Although Zhou Si didn't mind the small cup of wine, being bluntly rejected by a beautiful woman, and still a young waitress at that, his face suddenly didn't look too good. "Who are you kidding? The princess of Qingcheng can't even drink? What's going on, not giving me face? Or is the tip not enough?"

  The voice was very loud, and everyone in the private room stopped what they were doing, staring straight at them with a look of schadenfreude on their faces.

  Guan Xian sat beside Zhou Wei, calm and composed, without even a slight curve of his eyebrows or eyes.

  You secretly rejoiced in my misfortune, humph, actually seeing me die and not saving me, or are you gloating over my calamity?

  Guan Xian thought, Zhou Si was just being playful, it didn't matter either way. He held his wine cup and gently swirled it, calculating how long this little woman could hold on?

  She has brought him so many surprises in just over a month. When they met on the Huangpu River, she was like a messy-haired girl, curled up alone on the stone railing, and he could still feel the way she snuggled into his arms with her eyes shining brightly. Later at the company, she was always neat and tidy with her hair tied back in a ponytail, rushing around with documents, and immediately became polite and distant to him. That day she even lay on his bed fast asleep, smiling lightly like an angel in her dreams. But today she is a sexy and charming fashionista.

  He glanced at the corner of his eye, and in front of him, the little woman revealed two slender beautiful legs, black crystal silk stockings tightly wrapped to the root of her thigh. The delicate and full chest line was faintly visible, a small face with a white complexion, two curved eyebrows, shining bright eyes, like a autumn water. Under the straight nose, two tender and charming lips, with an inexplicable temptation...

  A surge of anger rose from the bottom up, a feeling that had never been experienced before, it was a bit eerie. He was startled by his own inexplicable irritation, and as he gazed over, he saw Zhou Xie's demonic claws still resting on her delicate arm. Just as he couldn't bear it any longer... just as he was about to speak out in protest, a beautiful woman with a slender waist swayed into the room from the doorway.

  "Ah, it's actually Guan Shao and Zhou Shao! I was wondering why everything seemed so lively today. It turns out that it's because of the distinguished guests!"

  The stringed instrument was put away again and tucked into his pocket, watching with a cold eye.

  "Hey," Zhou Si let go of Ning Meng's hand, curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly. "Manager Lin, what kind of people do you have?"

  Lin Mei apologized repeatedly, one hand already full of wine. "Mr. Zhou, you are a magnanimous person, this little girl has just arrived and doesn't understand the rules yet, she needs guidance. Give me some time, come, let me toast you with a cup. Later, I'll find a more clever girl to come over and accompany you in drinking and dancing, what do you think?"

  "Never mind." Zhou Si's face slightly cleared up.

  Lin Mei dragged Ning Meng out of the door, called in Su Fei from next door, and gave her a sideways glance. "Little ancestor, although you are a friend brought by Seventh Miss, don't ruin my reputation, okay? In Qingcheng, princesses don't drink alcohol, if it gets out, I'll be laughed at."