She works in sales, so it's normal for her to occasionally discuss business in such situations.

But I don't like this kind of place.

I gritted my teeth and went into the box with Yuan Yaxin. When I opened the door, a disgusting smell of cigarettes hit me in the face.

I held my breath as I saw two or three men sitting on the sofa, a table covered in empty bottles, and several sexy women, smiling broadly, serving them with microphones and wine glasses.

Accompanied by the deafening music, the men held cigarettes and laughed loudly.

"Mr. Yuan, you've arrived just in time." The man sitting in the middle noticed us and quickly waved to Yuan Yaxin, "We've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yuan Yaxin sat down confidently, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp: "Mr. Chen, there was a traffic jam on the road, and I was late. I'll drink a glass as a punishment."

I found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, observing this group of people silently.

I originally thought that Yuan Yaxin, who has been living abroad for many years, would not like this kind of drinking culture.

I didn't expect that she adapted so quickly and seemed to be able to drink quite well.

Soon, Yuan Yaxin started chatting with the men headed by Mr. Chen.

I was a little bored and thought no one would notice me anyway, so I picked up my phone and checked the news.

A piece of gossip about a male celebrity cheating on his wife attracted my attention.

I don’t usually pay attention to entertainment gossip, but for some reason, I clicked on this news.

This male star is very loving with his wife on weekdays and is recognized as a model husband.

If the mistress had not exposed the private video, even his wife would not have believed that her beloved husband had another woman outside.

I suddenly thought of Lu Zhiyuan and me, and felt an indescribable sense of depression in my heart.

I feel like a failure because I still haven't figured out Q.

"Beauty, it's so boring to look at your phone alone. Let's have a drink?" The man's voice interrupted my thoughts. I smelled a pungent smell of alcohol, and then a wine glass was handed to me.

I looked up and saw that it was Mr. Chen.

Looking around again, Yuan Yaxin was no longer in the box.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, I don't know how to drink." I smiled politely, stood up and pretended to go find Yuan Yaxin.

"Your General Manager Yuan is out to answer the phone. You are her assistant, so it's your job to share her worries." Another fat and big-eared man teased me with a lewd look.

I glanced at him and reiterated seriously, "I'm sorry, I really can't drink."

I wanted to leave the box, but Mr. Chen stood in front of me and didn't move.

The next second, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pushed me back onto the sofa, saying fiercely, "You don't want to give me face, do you? Don't accept my toast and drink the penalty?"

Seeing this, the fat-headed and big-eared man smirked and said, "Old Chen, she's just a little girl, why are you being so harsh? If she doesn't want to drink, why don't you just feed her with your mouth?"

Mr. Chen burped, and it was unclear how much he had drunk, but he was obviously drunk.

He looked at the man: "Hey, you still know how to play."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a sip of wine, then rushed towards me, pressed my shoulders, and tried to kiss me forcefully with his pouting lips.

"Let me go!"

I struggled desperately, but drunk people are so strong that I couldn't move at all.

Obscene laughter rang out from the box.

Just as he was about to kiss me, I raised my knee and kicked him hard in the lower body.