"Brother Lie, good to see you~~~"
The two girls were not shy. Seventeen was a bit reserved, but Wanwan was exceptionally coquettish.
The three of them clinked their glasses together, but Han Lie only took a sip.
The manager pretended not to notice and bent down before Han Lie, respectfully asking, "Young Master Han, do you have any other instructions?"
Han Lie waved him off. The manager imdiately pulled out his phone.
"Then please enjoy yourselves, I wish you a happy ti! I’ll scan to add you as a friend. If you need anything, just ssage , and I’ll be there in a flash!"
After adding each other as friends, Han Lie patted the manager’s shoulder and sat back down on the couch.
From start to finish, Han Lie had only spoken four words to the manager.
"Young Master Han, you’re so aloof~~~"
Wanwan took the initiative to sit on Han Lie’s right, acting cute in a coquettish way.
Seventeen sat to her right, separated from Han Lie by Wanwan, and quietly refilled everyone’s drinks.
Sitting to Han Lie’s left, Si Yu was a bit flustered, silently watching them chat.
"I’m not aloof." Brother Lie shook his head with a smile, speaking unhurriedly. "I just don’t like shouting at the top of my lungs, that’s all."
"Then shall we play a ga?"
Wanwan suggested thodically; she didn’t seem like soone unaccustod to this scene.
Marketing types, right? It’d be weirder if they didn’t boast. Just take half of what they say and believe a tenth of it.
"What ga?"
"Tearing paper strips!"
At these words, Han Lie couldn’t help but give her a sidelong glance.
This little girl is quite wild, huh?
The so-called ’tearing paper strips’ ga involved everyone holding a paper strip in their mouth, tearing off a piece with their mouth, and then passing it to the next person. This continued until soone failed to tear off a piece, and that person had to drink.
It was effectively an excuse to create intimacy through enhanced physical contact, fueled by alcohol.
For n lacking love, courage, or charm, this ga was utterly thrilling, hence its enduring popularity in nightclubs and upscale karaoke parlors.
But what was Han Lie lacking?
"Not playing."
He resolutely refused, then teasingly raised his eyebrows at Wanwan with a mischievous smile.
"If I want to kiss soone, I go straight for it. Playing this ga just ans letting ’soone’ take advantage of for free. That’s no fun."
Wanwan glared, annoyed. "Who is this ’soone’? Make yourself clear!"
However, Han Lie completely ignored her, just chuckled and tilted his chin at Seventeen. "Do you want to play?"
What could Seventeen do? Of course, she could only shake her head!
"I don’t want to."
So Han Lie looked at Wanwan and spread his hands, as if to say—see, ’soone’ has made it very clear.
Wanwan laughed out of exasperation and gave Han Lie a thumbs-up.
"Brother Lie, you’re amazing!"
Han Lie lazily stroked his wine glass, casually asking, "So, should we just kiss directly, or play sothing else?"
Seventeen and Wanwan hugged each other, laughing so hard they swayed like blossoms in the wind. Rich second-generation kids who just throw money around and show off clumsily are everywhere, but soone as interesting as Han Lie is a rare sight! Even when it cos to joking and flirting, there are different levels of skill. The most enjoyable part of going out is eting soone both wealthy and interesting; it’s much more fun than just fleecing a rich idiot!
Wanwan snuggled up to Han Lie, her large eyes so alluring they seed to be dripping water.
"Then let’s play dice? Maybe there’s a kiss in ’Truth or Dare’!~~~"
Han Lie’s lips curled into a smirk. "In ’Truth or Dare,’ you two kiss each other."
The two girls were both annoyed and embarrassed. They secretly exchanged a signal, then gritted their teeth and clapped their hands. "Alright, deal!"
Si Yu watched the unfolding scenes with puffed cheeks, feeling extrely upset.
Yet, she couldn’t help but find Han Lie’s every action and expression particularly captivating, in a way that was hard to describe precisely... Was it his effortless ease and natural grace? She didn’t know. She had never encountered a man like him before; it felt like facing a whirlpool—one careless misstep, and she’d be sucked in.
While she was wallowing in self-pity, Han Lie suddenly turned his head.
His clear eyes shone brightly amidst the chaotic lights and shadows, and she heard the man ask, "Want to join us?"
Si Yu had initially not wanted to participate. She couldn’t bring herself to accept punishnts that were invariably flirty or suggestive.
But when the mont ca, she heard herself reply light-heartedly...
"Sure!"
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