Chapter 260: A Good Dog Doesn't Block the Way
Chapter 260: A Good Dog Doesn't Block the Way
The first floor was packed with people.
A lively atmosphere, loud music, and deafening screams.
Colorful ribbons fluttered in the air, and men and women, their bodies flushed with dopamine, swayed around the dance floor to the rhythm of the music.
The most eye-catching figure was the woman in the very center of the stage, dressed in a black lace-trimmed bodysuit.
Her graceful figure was perfectly outlined, yet no sensitive areas were exposed.
She looks hot without being vulgar.
With her big, wavy hair and tiny face, topped with a black mask, she evoked endless speculation about her features.
What's even more amazing is her captivating dance moves, which, like a queen who outshines everyone else, bring the atmosphere to a climax.
Zhao Jinming was good-looking, and his trip to Jiangbei was rushed. He had just finished arranging the company's recent work and got off the conference table before boarding the plane.
So he was wearing a khaki suit that made him look impeccably dressed.
Despite having spent half a day in a brothel and having consumed cigarettes and alcohol, he still couldn't hide his innate air of sophistication and aristocracy.
They give off a very different vibe compared to those extravagant, decadent rich kids.
So as soon as Zhao Jinming sat down on the table, he attracted the attention of several women sitting next to him.
The women exchanged glances.
Finally, a woman with bright red lips and a leopard-print dress walked over.
The temperature has dropped sharply these past few days, but that hasn't dampened the lively atmosphere inside the bar.
"Hey handsome, wanna have a drink?"
Her leopard-print dress and alluring eyes clearly showed her intention to seduce him.
Zhao Jinming was used to women offering themselves up, a cryptic smile playing on his lips. "What? You're inviting me?"
His Cantonese accent was immediately apparent the moment he opened his mouth.
In addition, there's the expensive watch he owns.
This is a big fish that will make women's eyes brighter.
The woman in the leopard-print dress moved even closer to Zhao Jinming. "I can buy you a drink, but what about you? Are you going to invite me to sleep with you?"
Zhao Jinming smiled, his upright face so deceptive that it concealed the undisguised contempt in his eyes.
Even the wicked smile that tugged at the corners of his lips seemed both elegant and roguish.
Is this considered reciprocity?
He flicked his lighter and lit a cigarette. "Thinking about it, I guess I'm at a bit of a disadvantage."
That face alone is enough to fascinate women.
The woman in the leopard-print skirt noticed that as soon as Zhao Jinming sat down, he glanced at the woman dancing on the stage.
Unwilling to give up.
She hooked her finger around the end of Zhao Jinming's tie. "Do you like to dance, sir? Actually, I can dance too. I've been learning pole dancing for six years. I can perform it for you alone."
Her eyes sparkled with desire. "Especially—it looks even better when we dance on the bed. So, would you like to dance a duet?"
She stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and leaned in to kiss Zhao Jinming.
A strong perfume scent, mixed with the aroma of smoke and alcohol, wafted towards her as she approached.
Cheap and vulgar.
Zhao Jinming's carefree smile suddenly took on a different meaning.
He shoved the person aside with disdain.
He adopted a condescending and indifferent demeanor.
He'd seen this kind of low-class trick many times before.
He's now somewhat allergic to women.
Regardless, it's time for him to settle down and get married, and Zhao Jinming doesn't want to cause any romantic entanglements in Jiangbei.
Most importantly—
The hickey on the woman's neck hadn't faded yet, so she must have been having many affairs with other men.
Such a person is not worthy of his attention.
He pulled the tie from the woman's hand, his eyes now cold and indifferent.
"I'm not interested in dancing."
"I have even less interest in dancing with you."
The woman's enthusiasm was met with disappointment; incredulously, she asked, "You're rejecting me?"
She was very confident in her charm.
Especially since a friend was watching from behind.
A group of fake besties, if they see her get the short end of the stick, who knows how they'll laugh at her behind her back.
Unwilling to give up, the woman in the leopard-print dress grabbed Zhao Jinming's hand and pushed it towards her chest.
Zhao Jinming lost all patience and shoved the person away, saying, "Don't test people's patience."
The woman staggered, her ten-centimeter high heels scraping against the floor, and she felt completely weightless.
The enthusiasm in the center of the dance floor has shifted.
The masked female DJ who had just garnered screams had left the stage at some point.
Ready to go back to the backstage area.
It's packed tonight.
She deliberately chose a less crowded spot and walked close to the bar.
I didn't expect to get bumped so hard as soon as I arrived.
The woman in the leopard-print skirt was seething with anger, even though she had bumped into someone. But somehow, she got a surge of arrogance and turned to yell:
"Don't you have eyes? Why do you keep bumping into people?"
After seeing who it was, he crossed his arms and looked utterly contemptuous.
"So you're the one who was selling dances on the dance floor just now? Why are you walking so fast? Who are you rushing to bed with?"
Shen Jinzhao had never suffered such humiliation before.
"A person? I couldn't tell."
Beneath the mask, a smirk appeared on her red lips. She stretched out her arm, blocking and shoving the leopard-print woman's chest. "Make way, a good dog doesn't block the way."
The leopard-print girl is starting to lose her composure.
He placed both hands on Shen Jinzhao's back.
"Aren't you just a hostess?"
Caught off guard, she stumbled and bumped into a broad, warm chest.
A pain in my forehead.
The brooch on the front of his suit jacket caught perfectly on the strap of his mask.
Shen Jinchao was unaware of this.
He looked up as if seeing stars, gazing upwards.
What catches the eye is a smooth yet sharp jawline, slightly pursed thin lips, a high and straight nose, and deep-set eyes.
He's a handsome guy.
Absolutely handsome.
He's not only handsome, but also quite gentlemanly.
He gently cupped his hands and placed them on her lower back.
But Shen Jinzhao has no time to appreciate it.
I felt as if I were facing a formidable enemy.
She knew that face all too well.
That's right, it's her cheap ex-fiancé whom she ran away from!
Why did he come to Jiangbei?
Did he know he was in Jiangbei and come all the way here to arrest him?
This kind of arranged marriage between wealthy families was completely unplanned; the two were complete strangers to each other.
I've never even met him.
Shen Jinzhao was able to recognize him because when the rumors of the arranged marriage had just started and nothing was actually going to happen, her friend in Hong Kong bumped into Zhao Jinming at an event.
A candid photo was snapped and thrown at me.
[Sister! You're so lucky! Zhao Jinming's face is definitely top-tier in Hong Kong. He's a bit of a scumbag, but you have a rich romantic history too, so you two are even.]
To be fair...
Face--
Indeed, it is richly detailed and stands out from the crowd.
However, Shen Jinzhao would never marry him.
For no other reason than that.
Just to go against her father, who only cared about money and power.
What he favors, he himself disdains.
Running away from the wedding was part of the plan from the very beginning.
Leaving the phone behind wasn't to humiliate anyone, but rather to escape with it, which allowed them to quickly pinpoint the phone's location.
Who knew they would be so tasteless as to insist on looking through the chat history?
The widespread anecdote was indeed beyond Shen Jinzhao's expectations.
Her body suddenly tensed up.
It feels like the King of Hell is beckoning to me.
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