Chapter 223 Reminiscing
G City, Gilded Bar.
A huge crystal chandelier hangs high in the ceiling, like a dazzling artificial sun, radiating blinding light. It intertwines with the flashing laser lights on the walls, creating a colorful vortex of light and shadow in the dance floor.
Men and women danced wildly to the intense electronic music, every cell in their bodies seemed to be on fire, sweat and perfume filled the air, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, making people intoxicated and forgetting their way home.
The VIP seating area on the second floor had an even more luxurious atmosphere. Soft leather sofas formed a circle around Hu Ruisu, who, surrounded by a group of wealthy young men, appeared completely out of place.
He was wearing frameless glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were bloodshot. His eyes, which usually showed shrewdness, were now full of anxiety and irritability.
"Young Master Hu, what's wrong with you? You've had a gloomy face ever since you came in." A rich second-generation with dyed blue hair came over and offered a cigar. "Here, have a smoke and relax."
Hu Ruisu waved her hand irritably, took off her glasses, and rubbed her temples vigorously, her fingers trembling slightly from the excessive force: "I've had too many worries lately, I'm not in the mood."
"Is there a problem at the company?" the rich second-generation heir wearing a gold necklace asked with concern, but a hint of schadenfreude lurked in his eyes.
Hu Ruisu snorted coldly and did not respond.
Someone flattered, "Nonsense! Our Young Master Hu is known for his excellent judgment! How could the company possibly have problems?!"
The stock that Hu Shao recommended to me last month has hit the daily limit for five consecutive days! I'm asking you, who here has that kind of ability?!
"Huh? Is that so?"
"Hey, next time there's something good, please include me too."
Upon hearing this, Hu Ruisu simply replied with a perfunctory "I'll definitely do it next time," before her gaze fell on the glasses in her hand.
This thing... it's getting more and more uncomfortable to wear lately...
Is this the backlash my grandfather was talking about?
Thinking of this, his brows furrowed even more, and he felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.
A rich second-generation with long hair sat to the side, watching Hu Ruisu's actions. His eyes darted around, and he leaned closer.
"Young Master Hu, these glasses don't seem to be very comfortable for you. How about you get a new pair?" The man's face was full of fawning smiles. "I have a relative who is an agent for a luxury eyewear brand. I'll have him make you a pair specially. That would be more befitting of your status."
"With our relationship, it'll definitely be free. As for the old ones, just throw them away, they're not worth keeping." As he spoke, he actually reached out to take the glasses from Hu Ruisu's hand.
Hu Ruisu's face instantly darkened, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.
"Don't move! Who told you to touch my glasses! Who do you think you are? It's none of your business to tell me what to do!" He roared and shoved the man's hand away with such force that the long-haired rich kid lost his balance instantly. He staggered and almost fell off the sofa in the booth. He flailed his arms wildly, trying to regain his balance, but accidentally knocked over a wine glass in the hand of a passerby!
The wine glass tilted, and the crimson wine splashed out like a waterfall, splattering onto the passerby's wine-red skirt.
"Oh dear..." A charming and coquettish cry instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Only then did everyone realize that this innocent passerby was actually a stunning beauty.
The burgundy halter dress perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, while the high slit swayed with her steps, revealing her fair and slender legs that gleamed alluringly under the lights.
Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, her oval face framed by captivating peach blossom eyes, and her cherry-red lips held a subtle, mysterious smile that beckoned people to explore her more closely.
"You..." The beautiful woman's voice was soft and sweet, as if carrying an invisible magic that instantly struck the hearts of everyone present, "Who got my clothes wet?"
As she spoke, her fair fingers slowly and deliberately wiped the hem of her skirt, her movements alluring and captivating, every detail like a meticulously designed seductive trap.
The long-haired rich kid was stunned, almost drooling. He had completely forgotten his earlier unpleasantness with Hu Ruisu and was about to apologize.
Unexpectedly, Hu Ruisu acted even faster, grabbing the man's head and standing up: "Beautiful lady, I'm so sorry, I was too impulsive. How about I go with you to buy a new one?"
The beautiful woman took a step closer, her fragrance dazzling, and asked, "Are you sure it's you?"
Hu Ruisu replied without hesitation, "Of course it's me!"
The other rich kids could only exchange glances secretly below. Although they also wanted this romantic encounter, none of them dared to embarrass Hu Ruisu in public.
The beautiful woman chuckled and shook her head, her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushing against Hu Ruisu's arm, bringing a tingling sensation: "No need, how could I possibly spend your money? I have spare clothes in my car, but it's too dark, and I'm afraid to go to the parking lot alone."
"Handsome, would you come with me to change?"
In this situation, at this time, they privately arranged to go to the parking lot together.
The meaning is self-evident.
Hu Ruisu was overjoyed, feeling that tonight's romantic encounter was like a timely rain, instantly extinguishing his anxiety and restlessness.
Great news! Lately, I've felt like everything around me is in chaos, but finally something good has happened.
The two then left the bar through the back door, amidst envious glances from the crowd.
As they drove on, figuring they had left the monitored area, Hu Ruisu grew bolder and his tone became increasingly suggestive: "Beautiful lady, what kind of car are you driving?"
Why don't you come to my car? My car is bigger.
It's soft enough...
Just then, a car next to him suddenly turned on its headlights, the high beams shining directly into Hu Ruisu's eyes, causing him to reflexively take a step back.
"Damn! Can't you drive?!"
Who's the kind person who drives with their high beams on in the parking lot?!
A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Hu Ruisu came from inside the car window: "Sorry, I turned on the wrong light."
However, I think your glasses look to be of good quality; with their protection, you should be fine, right?
Hu Ruisu was taken aback.
With the high beams off, he could finally see the person in the driver's seat.
"Zhang...Zhang...Sister Mo..."
It's clear that he put a lot of thought into choosing this title, and finally settled on "Sister Mo," which sounded the easiest way to get close to her.
Unfortunately, Zhang Mo didn't buy it.
"Oh ho, this seems to be the first time you've called me that. You've always called me that before, haven't you?"
A penniless beggar, someone nobody wants?
Hu Ruisu took two steps back in alarm, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Sister Mo... you're so forgiving. I was just young and didn't know any better back then..."
Zhang Mo nodded: "You were quite immature back then, but you don't seem much more mature now."
"My old classmates, whom I haven't seen for years, don't they even want to get on the bus and catch up with me?"
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