1008: Chapter 1007: In Your Dreams!
(3 More) 1008: Chapter 1007: In Your Dreams!
(3 More) Guan Ling’s face turned even darker as he stood nearby.
Luo Xueling was his first love, and to this day, she still held the most important place in his heart.
Seeing her being berated like this made him furious.
“Is this enough to compensate?” Guan Ling pulled out a stack of money and threw it into the manager’s arms.
“Enough, absolutely enough!” The manager’s expression imdiately shifted, and he smiled obsequiously.
“Get lost!” Guan Ling’s eyes flashed with chilling intent as he spat out the words through gritted teeth.
The manager shuddered, trembling with fear at the murderous aura emanating from Guan Ling.
Not daring to utter another word, he fled as though his life depended on it.
“Xueling, I…”
“I’m sorry, sir, you’ve mistaken for soone else!” Luo Xueling bit her lip, turned, and walked away without hesitation.
Guan Ling was completely stunned, his suppressed emotions exploding all at once, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.
Back then, it was this sa brutal departure.
Who would’ve thought that, after so many years, he’d relive the heart-wrenching scene from those days?
“What are you standing there for?
Go after her!” Seeing Guan Ling motionless, Ye Haochuan hastily urged him.
But Guan Ling didn’t chase her.
Instead, he sat back down, pretending to be indifferent as he said, “Forget it, it’s all in the past now.”
Typical—while the emperor stays calm, the eunuch panics!
Ye Haochuan was thoroughly exasperated.
He gave up trying to persuade him and sat down as well.
anwhile, Luo Xueling was hiding in a corner, surreptitiously watching Guan Ling, tears streaming down her face.
He… When did he beco so wealthy?
It seems like he’s truly doing well.
My choice back then was right!
Luo Xueling kept trying to convince herself, but no matter how much she tried, her tears wouldn’t stop falling.
…
“Don’t dwell on upsetting things.
Co on, let’s drink.”
At that mont, another waiter had brought the drinks back to the table.
Ye Haochuan looked at Guan Ling’s unnatural expression and imdiately spoke up.
“Alright, let’s drink!”
Already feeling suffocated, Guan Ling grabbed his glass and started drinking one cup after another.
Ye Haochuan knew persuasion wouldn’t work now, so he let him be.
After all, people who practice cultivation don’t get drunk easily.
As for Zhao Bingqian, Ye Haochuan wouldn’t let her touch alcohol.
Under her frustrated expression, she gulped down glass after glass of juice, venting her anger on the juice.
At so point, a commotion broke out in the bar.
The three of them turned to look and saw a pot-bellied, middle-aged drunkard tugging at Guan Ling’s first love, Luo Xueling, with lustful eyes flashing: “Beautiful lady, co, have a drink with .”
“Sir, please don’t do this.
I’m begging you—let go…
let go.”
Luo Xueling struggled desperately, which only fueled the drunkard’s vile intentions.
Not only did he refuse to release her hand, but his other hand grabbed a glass of red wine and tried to force it into her mouth.
The Age of Song Bar was a proper establishnt.
Incidents of custors harassing staff were rare.
Though Luo Xueling had worked here for quite so ti, this was the first ti she had encountered such a situation, leaving her montarily at a loss for what to do.
Her eyes darted anxiously to the other patrons and colleagues, silently pleading for soone to help.
Yet, all she saw were eyes avoiding hers—clearly, no one dared to offend this custor.
In that mont, her heart sank to the depths.
Luo Xueling knew this drunkard.
He first ca to the bar half a month ago, spending tens of thousands on Lafite and other expensive wines.
Even the manager took notice and catered to him cautiously.
Over the past two weeks, the drunkard had beco a regular, racking up total expenses of no less than a million.
A big spender like that was soone the staff could never afford to offend.
The drunkard persisted in his harassnt, pulling Luo Xueling firmly into his arms.
His hands wandered shalessly over her body.
“Mmm, you sll amazing… truly irresistible…”
With the delicate scent of her perfu wafting around him, the drunkard sniffed deeply, his lustful gaze intensifying.
“No…
Please, let go…!”
Luo Xueling’s face turned ghastly pale, her eyes filled with terror as she struggled in his grasp.
But the drunkard was built like a tank, easily weighing nearly 200 pounds.
She was like a helpless little rabbit in his arms, with no chance of escape.
Suddenly, Luo Xueling felt the drunkard’s large hand sliding down from her stomach, and her face turned ashen in fear.
Summoning courage she didn’t know she had, she bit down hard on the drunkard’s hand.
He howled in pain, loosening his grip for a mont.
Luo Xueling seized the chance to break free from his clutches.
Having escaped, Luo Xueling had no intention of staying anywhere nearby.
But before she could flee, two sleazy n in suits blocked her path.
“Damn it, do you know how lucky you are that President Chu fancies you?
How dare you hurt him?
You must have a death wish!” One of the lecherous n slamd the table furiously.
“Where’s your manager?
Get your manager here now!” The drunkard roared, his face twisted with rage.
“Damn bitch, you dared to bite ?
I’ll make sure you pay today!”
The drunkard reached out a massive hand to grab Luo Xueling again.
Terrified, she tried to run, but the two sleazy n blocked her escape, leaving her no way out.
Rip—
The drunkard used his brute strength to tear off the sleeve of Luo Xueling’s shirt.
Her snow-white skin imdiately caught his eyes, causing his anger to dissipate sowhat.
“As long as you accompany tonight, I’ll let this slide—how about that?” The drunkard said lasciviously.
“Dream on!”
“Ha, playing innocent now?
Once we’re in bed, you’ll just be another slut.
I’ve seen plenty of won like you!”
Sneering, the drunkard reached out again.
This ti, his hand was aid directly at her chest.
As his hand drew nearer, Luo Xueling panicked and grabbed a nearby half-empty bottle of red wine, smashing it directly on the drunkard’s head.
Bang…
Wine mixed with blood poured down the drunkard’s head.
He let out a miserable scream and collapsed onto the floor.
“President Chu…
President Chu…” One of the sleazy n panicked, rushing to the drunkard’s side and shouting at the other one: “Hurry…
hurry and call an ambulance!
Why are you still standing there?!”
“You filthy b—h… daring to hit .” The drunkard wobbled, clutching his head as he got up from the floor.
One hand pressed against his wound, while the other pointed at a nearby waiter and growled: “Get your manager out here right now!”
The waiter dared not object and scrambled off in a panic to fetch the manager.
Earlier, the manager had been in the lobby, but after Guan Ling threw him several bundles of cash, he had left to count—setting aside the cost of the broken wineglass, the rest remained a hefty profit.
He was thrilled to have landed such a windfall.
But now, hearing that Luo Xueling had caused trouble and that a custor was demanding him, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed.
Still, recalling how much money she had earned him earlier, he felt a little more balanced.
A short while later, the manager leisurely arrived at the scene.
When he saw the drunkard clutching his bloodied head, his face changed instantly, and he hurried over in a panic: “President Chu, President Chu, I’m terribly sorry.
I apologize on behalf of our inadequately trained staff for causing you distress.”
“Do you think an apology is enough?” One of the lecherous n bellowed, pointing at Luo Xueling.
“President Chu took a liking to her and wanted her to drink with him.
She refused—fine.
But she actually injured President Chu!”
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