The atmosphere in the place, because of just one man, had escalated to its zenith, this man oozed sex appeal enough to make one suffocate.
The next second, he even...wow... reached his hand into his pants, the expression on his face was dazzling, as if at any mont he would reach climax. Chlick, chlick, countless cara flashes went off.
"He’s gone mad! Mad! Should we pull the boss back? He must be drunk!" a male bodyguard exclaid as he felt an intense heat rising within him, desperately wanting to find a woman to extinguish it.
"He must be drunk! Absolutely drunk! He would never act like this when he’s sober!"
"Exactly, when has the boss ever been so unrestrained? Was he feeling down today?" Oh my, so the boss, like any ordinary person, would douse his sorrows in alcohol and dance when he felt down, essentially no different from anyone else.
Even in front of all these eyes, he was bold to such an extent.
The increasing shrieks were piercing Gu Shaocheng’s eardrums, he rubbed his head and his passion abruptly ceased, he staggered back a bit, full of dejectedness, and withdrew.
Won sward to him intending to flirt, but with a dismissive push of his long hand, he snapped, "Get lost!"
Two fearless won insisted on getting close to him, they wrapped themselves around him and led him to the isolated couch. They poured him drinks and, approachingly intimately close to him, tried to feed him the alcohol with their lips.
Gu Shaocheng’s mind was muddled. Under coercion and persuasion, he downed two cups.
"Go away!" he commanded, pushing them away as he aggressively gulped down more alcohol.
The bodyguards contemplated if they should step in and shoo these won away. However, considering that it was rare for their boss to let off steam, and they didn’t want to spoil President Gu’s mood, everyone has their down monts, particularly soone of his stature, who was likely to be surrounded by won.
So the bodyguards concluded unanimously that if they stepped in at that mont, they would no doubt be given a beating.
However, Gu Shaocheng was beginning to feel a bit overwheld. He had drunk too much, and with his body feeling weak, he leaned lazily against the couch. The won who relentlessly appeared before his eyes all seed to resemble Chenxing.
"Chenxing... I’m sorry..." He absentmindedly grabbed a woman, earnestly apologizing to her. Realising he was muttering drunken words, the woman instantly wrapped her hands around his neck, spreading her legs and directly sat on him, trying to kiss him.
However, the next second Gu Shaocheng violently pushed her away. The taste wasn’t right, the lips did not taste like hers, this wasn’t Chenxing, this wasn’t Chenxing. Where did Chenxing go? Did he scare her off? Had she run away from him?
"Get lost!" Another shove, and he reached into his pocket to pull out his mobile phone.
With a shake of his head, he painstakingly searched through his contacts, finally locating a familiar na, and then he dialled: "Er... Baihao, co here... Er, where am I? I don’t know... Quick, co over, I think I’m drunk!" He was afraid he might lose control after drinking.
Would Chenxing find him repulsive if he lost control after drinking?
One of the bodyguards sent him a photo of the boss’s stripper dance, totally blown away by his bravery. He finally confird that the boss must really be drunk.
Otherwise, how could a usually pretentious man let go to this extent?
He quickly got dressed, arrived at the club where Gu Shaocheng was, saw a group of butterflies surrounding Gu Shaocheng, whistled and wondered if he should take a photo to keep as a souvenir.
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