As soon as Luo Yuming walked out of the banquet hall, he saw the young lady in a dark red dress leaning against the supercar in the garage, clearly still angry and looking displeased.

Luo Yuming subconsciously looked at Ruan Qing'an's hand that had hit him; the young lady, so delicate, was indeed covered in red marks.

Ruan Qingan said irritably, "Why did you follow me out?"

“If I beat up Luo Zhihong, I can’t go back to the Luo family. Besides you, no one in the Ruan family cares about me. I have nowhere to go.”

Upon hearing Luo Yuming's words, Ruan Qing'an couldn't help but scoff. If she didn't know the plot, she would have really thought this guy was just a poor, homeless man.

But in fact, this guy had already prepared everything. He's staying here now probably only because he's still preparing his backup plan to deal with the Luo family. Staying by her side allows him to find out about the Ruan family's situation.

Incidentally, they could also take advantage of the conflicts within the Ruan family to swallow up the Hongyuan Group.

This man is incredibly cunning...

Even though Ruan Qing'an knew perfectly well what was going on, she still just snorted coldly, as if she believed it: "That's right, since she's my little lover, she'll definitely be with me."

"Yes, yes, Miss."

Luo Yuming sighed softly, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat. After Ruan Qing'an got in, he tapped the steering wheel with his long, slender fingers and turned to look at her: "Where are you going?"

Ruan Qing'an ignored him and turned her head away, sulking.

Luo Yuming could only turn his head away, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes, until he heard the young lady's soft voice say, "Let's go to a bar."

"Drinking heavily late at night?"

"……none of your business."

Luo Yuming paused, then stepped on the gas—it really had nothing to do with him, why was he meddling in such things? He must have lost his mind.

...

Until the deafening music started, Luo Yuming leaned against the wall not far from the bar entrance, coldly watching the dancing crowd and the chaos in front of him. He didn't like any of this.

He disliked Luo Zhihong even more after Luo Zhihong smashed a bottle over his head and poured alcohol all over him.

However, it was clear that this was Nguyen Thanh An's first time visiting such a place.

When Luo Yuming looked at her, she was sitting at the bar, having the bartender mix her a row of drinks. At first glance, each one looked like a strong liquor that could knock someone out after just one drink.

In this cramped bar, Ruan Qing'an was breathtakingly beautiful, as radiant as a flower, making one wish to hold her in their palm.

037: [My goodness, are you just going to leave the male lead hanging here while you drink alone? I don't think that's right.]

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think."

Ruan Qing'an took a small sip of wine, stuck out her cat-like tongue, and her bright red lips glistened with moisture: "This wine is so spicy."

[Always keep a close eye on the male lead, cherish him, provide him with assistance whenever needed, and become his support in his revenge and counterattack.]

"A tool."

[It's the woman behind the scenes!]

Ruan Qingan rolled her eyes: "To put it bluntly, it's a 'simp' approach. Did the previous mission takers succeed?"

037 stopped talking, while Ruan Qing'an silently drank her wine until a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.

The man with the earring tried hard to maintain a friendly expression, but couldn't hide the lewdness in his smile. He stared intently at Ruan Qing'an, watching her drunken state: "Drinking alone?"

"It's no fun drinking alone. I'll drink with you."

The man's hand couldn't help but caress her shoulder.

Ruan Qing'an held a wine glass in one hand and struggled to push him away with the other: "Get away, don't touch me..."

"No, I'll drink with you."

The man's grip tightened, but Ruan Qing'an, already losing her senses, could only struggle weakly. Her leaden eyes welled with tears as she looked up and cried, "Get away—"

“Luo, Luo Yuming…”

At a distance, their eyes met.

Luo Yuming paused, then muttered under his breath, "This young lady can get away with drinking alone all by herself, but now she's caused trouble and I'm the one who has to clean up the mess. It's such a pain."

At that moment, the man's hands were already on Ruan Qing'an's shoulders. Just as he lowered his head to kiss her neck, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

He suddenly raised his head: "Who's trying to ruin my good time?!"

The man's voice stopped abruptly. A tall and imposing man stood beside him, looking down at him with wolf-like eyes, cold and menacing, as if he could devour a person in an instant.

A wave of intense fear almost overwhelmed the man. He swallowed hard and involuntarily took a step back: "You, what do you want to do..."

"She's your prey, then, then I'll let—ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man screamed uncontrollably, as if his wrist was about to be broken. Luo Yuming continued to apply force, staring at him coldly.

The man cried out in pain, shrinking back completely. His humble pleas for mercy were drowned out by the music, and no one around dared to speak.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it was my fault..."

Luo Yuming then released his grip: "Aren't you going to get lost?"

As Luo Yuming was about to turn around after watching the man scramble away, a soft, alcohol-smelling bundle suddenly leaned against his chest. Ruan Qing'an was looking up at him, still half-asleep.

The next moment, Luo Yuming's shoulder was bitten.

"He...he touched me!"

"I'm here now, aren't I?"

"But he still touched me!"

Luo Yuming: "..."

Seeing her incoherent state, Luo Yuming felt a rare pang of regret. He should have known better than to let this young lady drink.

With just a brief pause, the boisterous young lady kicked off her high heels and started kicking his calves. Luo Yuming's patience finally ran out, and just as Ruan Qing'an was kicking happily, she suddenly leaped into the air!

Ruan Qingan instinctively hugged Luo Yuming's neck.

With a gloomy expression, Luo Yuming glanced at her and then picked up Ruan Qing'an and carried her away. Once in the car, Luo Yuming pressed her down in the passenger seat, binding Ruan Qing'an with the seatbelt and rope.

The restless young lady kept fidgeting until Ruan Qing'an leaned against the passenger seat, exhausted from all the commotion, before Luo Yuming finally sat down in the driver's seat, sweat beading on his forehead.

He never expected Ruan Qing'an to be such a troublesome person, muttering to himself, "What a troublesome young lady..."

"I am indeed quite troublesome."

Luo Yuming's hand on the steering wheel stiffened. He turned to look at Ruan Qing'an, but her head was leaning against the car window, and he couldn't see her expression. He didn't know if she had become sober from the ordeal or if she was just talking nonsense.

"Luo Yuming, I want to see the sunrise..."

She spoke in a soft, almost murmured voice.

Luo Yuming was unsure of Ruan Qingan's state of mind for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he stepped on the gas.

Ruan Qing'an is still useful, and he needs to stay by her side for the time being.

Luo Yuming thought to himself.

If that's really the case.

He may not love her, but she somehow manages to influence everything about him.