As for the man, Zhao Sihai, he was equally excited. After all, being able to exchange ten thousand yuan to sit next to a stunning beauty for several hours was a pretty good deal.
Although Zhao Sihai had been with quite a few won, including celebrities, models, and noble ladies, none of their temperant, looks, or figures compared to the beauty sitting beside him, which gave rise to a sense of possessiveness in his heart.
However, just as Zhao Sihai was about to hand over the money to the young man in front of him, a sentence from the latter stopped him in his tracks.
"Ten thousand is too little. I want one hundred thousand,"
Ye Luo stated his price.
"What? One hundred thousand? Are you robbing ?"
Zhao Sihai’s face instantly darkened as he glared at Ye Luo with a sinister look. This kid really dared to ask for such an amount. He wanted one hundred thousand just to change seats, as if he thought Zhao was a pushover.
"Not giving it? Then forget it. Please, stand up; I want to sit down and rest," Ye Luo said with his arms crossed, an indifferent look on his face.
Seeing Ye Luo’s expression, Zhao Sihai’s teeth clenched in anger, and with a dark face, he said, "You really know how to make an outrageous demand."
"Sir, you don’t look like soone without money. One hundred thousand to sit with such a beauty for four to five hours is a great deal that doesn’t co by often," Ye Luo said with a smile.
Hearing Ye Luo’s words, Qin Yuru gave Ye Luo a glare from under her sunglasses and let out a heavy snort.
"Fine, this card has one hundred and twenty thousand in it. It’s all yours,"
As Zhao Sihai glanced at Qin Yuru, he made up his mind and handed a gold card to Ye Luo.
"Thanks," Ye Luo grabbed the card and put it away.
"Why haven’t you left yet?"
Zhao Sihai’s brows furrowed as he watched Ye Luo, who had pocketed the card but remained motionless.
"Why should I go? Please, sir, look clearly. This is my seat. You are in my seat, so you should be the one leaving," Ye Luo said, showing the number on his boarding pass to Zhao Sihai.
"You..."
Zhao Sihai’s face changed instantly, glaring at Ye Luo with rage, while Qin Yuru, too, looked at Ye Luo in shock.
"Didn’t you already take my one hundred and twenty thousand and agree to swap seats with ?" Zhao Sihai said, suppressing his anger.
"Hey, sir, don’t falsely accuse . I didn’t take your money. Are you sleepwalking? Hurry up and get up; bro wants to rest," Ye Luo said impatiently.
"You... you bastard!"
Zhao Sihai’s face turned a shade of green with anger; this damn rascal actually dared to play him.
"Bastard your head."
Ye Luo grabbed Zhao Sihai and threw him out of the seat, then promptly sat down himself.
"You bastard..."
Zhao Sihai fell to the ground, his face burning with fury as he stared at Ye Luo.
"Sir, the plane is about to take off. Please take your seat,"
A beautiful flight attendant walked over slowly, speaking to Zhao Sihai in a gentle voice.
Zhao Sihai wore an iron-cold expression and glared furiously at Ye Luo. If he hadn’t co out this ti without his bodyguards, he would have already instructed soone to give this kid a severe lesson.
"Kid, you just wait,"
Zhao Sihai looked at Ye Luo and coldly huffed. Anyway, this flight was headed for Capital City, and this guy was clearly going there too. Once in Capital City, he would have plenty of ways to deal with this bastard.
Then Zhao Sihai took out his own boarding pass and found his seat, only to find that the seat next to his was also occupied by a woman. However, this woman was a fifty-sothing auntie, which filled Zhao Sihai with imnse disappointnt. Looking at Ye Luo sitting next to that beautiful woman, he felt an intense jealousy!
"Beauty, how are you going to thank ?"
Ye Luo sat in his seat and swept a glance at the noble and cold beauty beside him, his lips curving into a devilishly charming smile.
"Why should I thank you?"
Qin Yuru glanced at Ye Luo through her sunglasses with an air of indifference, her expression icy cold.
"If it wasn’t for , you would have been stuck with a fat and greasy guy with a pig-like face for the next four or five hours. Now, I’ve driven him away for you, and you’ve got , a dashing and handso guy who is charming and debonair, beloved by all, and makes flowers bloom in his presence. Don’t you think you ought to properly thank ?"
Ye Luo flippantly flicked his bangs and flashed what he believed to be a suave smile at Qin Yuru.
"Pfft!"
Confronted with Ye Luo’s ridiculous behavior, Qin Yuru couldn’t help but burst out laughing. That laugh was like a hundred flowers blooming, stunningly gorgeous, and it left Ye Luo sowhat srized.
After her laughter subsided, Qin Yuru quickly returned to her usual self, but seeing Ye Luo’s gaze fixed on her, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she thought to herself: no sooner had one pig brother left than another big pervert had arrived.
"What are you looking at?"
Seeing how Ye Luo was acting, Qin Yuru couldn’t help but ask.
"Looking at a beauty."
Ye Luo responded directly.
"Is it nice to look at?"
"It’s nice, black with lace."
Ye Luo said bluntly, the vision of the black lace lingerie appearing before his eyes under the power of his Clairvoyant Eye.
Ye Luo couldn’t help but swallow hard and quickly shut off his Clairvoyant Eye, not daring to look any further.
But hearing Ye Luo’s words, Qin Yuru was first taken aback, then quickly looked down at her proud chest, realizing that her underwear was indeed black lace, and her face instantly turned red before she slapped him fiercely.
"Pervert!"
Qin Yuru scolded angrily, preparing to land a slap on Ye Luo’s face, only for him to catch her hand.
"Hey, beauty, I don’t think I’ve offended you, so why are you hitting ?" Ye Luo looked at Qin Yuru with an innocent expression.
"Hmph!" Qin Yuru’s pretty face turned cold, and with a snort, she tried to pull her hand away, but Ye Luo held on to it as if it was clamped by an iron vice, and she couldn’t break free.
"Let go, you pervert," Qin Yuru struggled, her pretty face full of anger, her eyes coldly staring at Ye Luo from behind her sunglasses.
"You were just about to hit . What if I let go and you hit again?" Ye Luo said with a lazy grin on his face.
"You..." Qin Yuru stared coldly at Ye Luo, feeling extrely furious, as she had never encountered such a shaless person before.
Qin Yuru took a deep breath and said, "Let go, I won’t hit you again."
"No can do. Your action just now has already damaged my tender heart. To make up for my wounded spirit, take off those sunglasses and let have a look."
"No way!" Qin Yuru flatly refused.
It wasn’t that Qin Yuru wasn’t willing to take off her glasses, but rather she had never been threatened like this in her life. In Qin Yuru’s world, aside from her grandfather, no one could command her, let alone this rascal in front of her.
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