Chapter 1 Seducing That Man
Shen Jin wanted to seduce that man.
That was a prominent figure in the city named Yan Yu, 27 years old this year. He was the president of TK Company, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, young and promising, handsome, and the goal that many women dream of marrying into a wealthy family.
Seeing the young man's face flush slightly, the bartender immediately chuckled and teased, "Hey buddy, what's wrong? You're blushing just from ordering a cocktail?"
Shen Jin was stunned for a moment, then quickly touched his face, looking a little embarrassed, and explained, "Maybe... I'm not very good at drinking."
Actually, it had nothing to do with the alcohol; it was just that I felt ashamed of what I did next.
Yan Yu likes handsome young men. As long as he takes a liking to one of them and he can sleep with him for one night, he will give him 100,000 yuan as a bed fee.
However, this guy has high standards. He won't accept anyone who offers themselves to him, nor will he accept anyone who isn't clean. He wants someone who interests him and makes him want to have sex with him. In that case, money is not a problem.
Yan Yu, however, had already noticed the handsome boy sitting at the bar who had been secretly staring at him for almost an hour. But he pretended not to know anything, waiting for the boy to lose his temper and seduce him.
Yan Yu chuckled to himself: "The more flamboyant, the better."
His friend Gino, who had come with him, looked at him with some confusion: "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly smiling so meaningfully?"
“You don’t understand.” Yan Yu pushed away the face that was leaning in, slowly took a sip of red wine, and the smile in his peach blossom eyes deepened.
Fearing the boy wouldn't have the guts to come up, he sat in a relatively secluded corner, waiting for him to seduce him.
President Yan, exuding masculine charm, sat there, holding a glass of red wine. He took an elegant sip, and as the flashing lights illuminated his face, he casually licked the red liquid from the corner of his lips with the tip of his bright red tongue.
Shen Jin awkwardly turned his gaze away, his heart instinctively skipping a few beats because of the man's unintentional licking of his lips, which felt a little strange.
Shen Jin thought, he really is handsome.
"Hey buddy, you're almost smoking," the bartender teased, finding him amusing. "If you really can't drink, you shouldn't be at the bar. Go home already."
“No… I’m not going back.” Shen Jin responded instinctively, but then realized that his way of speaking was not right and that he should act more practiced. So he waved his hand in a mature manner, “It’s alright, just a little wine.”
That's so embarrassing.
Having grown up in an orphanage without parents, he is introverted and weak-willed. Now, for the sake of money, he tries to pretend to be an expert in navigating these chaotic places, which has almost exhausted the courage of the first half of his life.
While he hesitated and didn't dare to step forward, Yan Yu was getting impatient. In order not to frown, he could only pretend to be deep in thought.
The questions I'm considering include: When will he come to seduce me? How will he seduce me? How seductive will he be? How skilled will he be in bed after the seduction? How wanton will he be? Will his moans be enchanting enough?
As a seasoned veteran who has mingled in all sorts of places, Yan Yu's beautiful peach blossom eyes are naturally very good at reading people, and he always knows how to act just right. For example, he always knows how to wait for the other party to come and seduce him, or wait for the other party to come and flirt with him.
But when he looked up and their eyes met, he couldn't help but smile slightly at him, a handsome curve forming on his lips: "Hello."
But he didn't know that his smile would startle Shen Jin, who nervously turned his head away and ignored him.
Yan Yu: "..."
Not bad, pure enough. People like that are even more captivating when they get into a flirtatious mood.
Shen Jin didn't know what his smile meant, but he became even more nervous. He gripped his glass tightly, took a quick sip of his cocktail, and exhaled.
Could it be that he noticed he was being stared at?
After thinking it over, he still felt it shouldn't be done.
After calming himself down, Shen Jin felt much better and came to a conclusion. He said to the bartender in front of him, "Do you know President Yan? He just smiled at you."
"Huh?" The bartender was taken aback, glanced at Yan Yu with some confusion, and then looked away. "What are you thinking? You must be mistaken. You probably want to order."
Shen Jin said firmly, "No, you didn't see wrong, he smiled at you."
The bartender didn't seem to mind. "Alright, alright, you're pretty and well-behaved, whatever you say is right."
“Not obedient.” Shen Jin retorted instantly, but then felt it was pointless, so he could only sigh softly and finish what he had just said, “I’m very fierce.”
The bartender chuckled, not paying much attention. Seeing his casual attire, he assumed he was some young master throwing a tantrum and temporarily running away from home to cause trouble. So he went along with him, saying, "Yes, yes, I know. He's cute but fierce, and super scary!"
From his teasing tone, Shen Jin knew he wasn't praising him, and felt a little embarrassed. To avoid any further awkwardness, he could only silently lower his head and drink.
Yan Yu: "..."
He felt forgotten.
President Yan was inwardly turbulent, but outwardly remained calm and composed. He took a sip of red wine, then slowly stood up, walked unhurriedly to the bar, and smiled slightly: "Give me another glass of red wine."
The bartender laughed and said, "Alright!"
His sudden appearance caught Shen Jin off guard, causing her to gasp and freeze in place like a wooden statue. Not long ago, she had been trying to catch a glimpse of Yan Yu, but now she was completely flustered.
We're doomed!
Shen Jin felt that it was better to strike when the other party happened to be nearby than to take the initiative to approach, so as not to appear deliberately aggressive.
He struggled to calm his trembling hands, quickly recalling how he had practiced before, then forced a stiff smile, whistled off-key with practiced ease, and stammered, "Oh, this... isn't this President Yan? It's such a pleasure to meet you! This drink is on my... on your behalf!"
Yan Yu: "..."
Shen Jin had actually practiced patting Yan Yu's shoulder skillfully, but he was worried that the unpredictable CEO would slap him away, so he could only hold back.
Yan Yu rubbed his high, straight nose to hide the smile that was creeping up his lips: "Nice to meet you..."
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