When Zhuang Li arrived at the banquet hall, many gamblers had already arrived. Someone opened a bottle of champagne, shook it into foam, and sprayed it towards Zhuang Li.
The sweet smell of wine, rich perfume, white foam and flying ribbons turned this magnificent world of fame and fortune into a sea of carnival.
Zhuang Li wiped the liquid off his face, laughed out loud, took the bottle of champagne naturally, shook it and sprinkled it to the crowd.
Some people screamed and dodged, some raised their hands and cheered, and some opened their mouths to welcome the rain from heaven.
The atmosphere at the scene continued to ferment and became extremely exciting.
Zhuang Li tossed the empty bottle into the trash can and strolled towards the dance floor. The eager female gamblers immediately gathered around him, clinging to his slender, flexible body and dancing seductively.
He raised his hands and danced to the rhythm of the crowd. His dance moves were full of power and temptation. As he danced, he took off his suit jacket and threw it casually to the crowd standing outside the dance floor.
Everyone quickly jumped up to catch the jacket. If there hadn't been bodyguards outside watching over them at all times, several gamblers would have almost had a big fight over the ownership of the jacket.
Seeing the crowd, their faces flushed with rage, Zhuang Li laughed heartily. The vibrant neon lights were no match for the shimmering light in his eyes. His hair, damp from alcohol and sweat, was swept back, revealing a face so beautiful it bordered on the uncanny.
His blurred gaze swept over everyone, making them fall into a state of confusion and ecstasy.
He can stir up carnival, arouse anger, and control everyone's senses, allowing their dried-up souls to sprout a different kind of heart.
He is the source of all the chaos and a devil that one cannot help but love!
The two groups of people who were quarreling fiercely saw his dissolute appearance and heard his seductive low laughter like the strings of a musical instrument. Suddenly, all their hostility disappeared and they all looked at him infatuatedly.
"What are you arguing about? Come on, let's dance!" Zhuang Li hooked his index finger at these people.
So everyone rushed into the dance floor involuntarily and started dancing wildly around this man who was like the stars, the bright moon, and the scorching sun.
Sun Xiaojia looked at the crowd surging on the dance floor, laughing and letting loose, and she felt a stinging sensation as if her cheeks were being burned by flames. This was a scene as fiery as she had ever witnessed.
She had also invited the world's most famous rock singers to perform in the casino, but the atmosphere was not even one-tenth as warm as tonight.
Zhuang Li is really a master at manipulating people's hearts!
Fang Yu was also looking at Zhuang Li, but there was no admiration in his heart. Instead, he was filled with fear, jealousy and unwillingness.
Gifted people are often described as having been gifted by God. But Zhuang Li is different; God is chasing him and feeding him. He easily acquires things that others could never achieve in their entire lives.
"Why don't you go dance?" Sun Xiaojia glanced at him and asked in a low voice.
Fang Yu was hesitating when he saw Zhuang Li slowly walking out from the crowd. Many people surrounded him, chased him, and tried to keep him, but they consciously raised their arms before touching him to avoid offending him.
Zhuang Li's innate dignity and arrogance made most people afraid to approach him.
"Miss Sun, is there anything fun to do here?" Zhuang Li brushed his wet hair back.
A few strands of curly hair naturally fell on his forehead, making him look particularly bohemian and lazy.
Sun Xiaojia was well prepared. She pointed at the ceiling and said, "The upper floor should be a paradise for you. Let me take you there to see it."
Zhuang Li curled up the corners of his lips and smiled, then entered the elevator first.
After stepping out of the elevator, he finally understood why Sun Xiaojia had called this a paradise. The huge banquet hall was filled with beauties, all shapes and sizes, standing in groups of three or four.
When they saw guests coming in, they just stood there, smiled and nodded, without rushing over enthusiastically. They were reserved and noble, but they could show their elegance and gentleness at the right time.
"Mr. Zhuang, what style do you like? I'll ask the manager to come and introduce it to you?" Sun Xiaojia asked politely, but there was contempt in her eyes.
This contempt is directed not only at women who sell their bodies, but also at dirty men like Zhuang Li.
Zhuang Li leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear: "Miss Sun, are there any handsome boys?"
Sun Xiaojia's smile froze. She hadn't expected Zhuang Li to like men, so why had he been looking at her with such lustful eyes?
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked in his mind, "System, Zhuang Li is gay! This is a huge scandal! Quickly open the live broadcast room! I want to broadcast the scenes of him having fun!"
The Golden Finger System said frustratedly, "I just managed to close the live broadcast room, but now it suddenly won't open again. Wait a minute, I'll continue debugging."
"Why do you always have problems?" Fang Yu couldn't help but complain.
The Gold Finger System sarcastically said, "Without a guy like me who's always malfunctioning, you wouldn't know where to beg for food! If you're not satisfied, I can unbind you immediately!"
Fang Yu didn't dare to speak this time.
Sun Xiaojia was stunned for a moment, then called the manager over and whispered a few words.
Just at this moment, Zhuang Li's eyes locked on Wen Ren Ming, who was sitting on the sofa by the window and chatting with several imposing men.
He wore a luxurious suit and smoked an expensive cigar. His handsome, stern features were blurred in the smoke, but gradually became clearer. He already had a high nose, broad eyebrows, and a deep, three-dimensional appearance, but in this life, he had a pair of emerald green eyes, making him look even more majestic and dignified.
"Green eyes." Zhuang Li murmured excitedly.
7480, who was soaking in the hot spring pool and reading a comic book, immediately explained: "Oh, I forgot to mention, he is mixed-race."
"So beautiful!" Zhuang Li licked his dry lips.
"I want to fuck." 7480 helped him finish the second half of the sentence.
"No one knows me better than you." Zhuang Li smiled softly.
7480 quickly shook off the goosebumps that covered its body. It knew its master was about to embark on another quest for beauty. In every life, no god could escape his clutches.
Wen Renming sensed the burning gaze and glanced back nonchalantly. Then, the light in his emerald eyes froze, and a tiny crack appeared in his cold and distant expression.
However, the smoke just flickered slightly, and he withdrew his gaze and looked at his friend beside him again. The momentary distraction just now seemed like an illusion.
However, Zhuang Li did not retract his burning gaze and continued to look at him straight.
Just then, the manager came over with a group of handsome young men, each of whom could rival the most popular stars in the entertainment industry.
Their appearance attracted the attention of the women and also made Wen Renming look over again. He almost immediately realized who these people came for.
Zhuang Li actually likes men.
Wen Renming's emerald green eyes took on a hint of inky black, yet his expression remained calm. He cast a deep glance at Zhuang Li, his already strong jawline tensing even more. He withdrew his gaze and continued chatting with his friend, his cigar smoking increasing in frequency, his thick, sword-like brows furrowed unconsciously.
Fang Yu urged, "System, is the live broadcast room open?"
"It's almost there, just wait." The Golden Finger System replied with sweat on its forehead.
Sun Xiaojia pointed at the group of young men and asked, "Mr. Zhuang, is there anything here that you like?"
Her choice of words was very casual, as if she was treating these people as commodities.
"Yes." Zhuang Li's eyes were still fixed on Wen Ren Ming not far away.
Sun Xiaojia noticed his fixed gaze, so she followed his gaze and her eyebrows jumped.
Could it be that the person Zhuang Li had a crush on was her godfather? How could he be so audacious?
Facts proved that Zhuang Li was truly daring. He walked past the group of young men who were gazing at him with fascination and headed straight for Wen Renming, who was sitting by the window smoking a cigar.
Hearing his footsteps, Wen Renming turned around and looked at him, his dark green eyes flashing with a dim light.
The two bodyguards standing behind him took a step forward, as if to intercept him, but he raised his hands to stop them.
He exhaled a puff of smoke and calmly looked at the little devil whose smile was full of teasing and the flames of lust. He vaguely realized something and his eyes couldn't help but flicker.
The dark ink color that had condensed deep in the pupils quietly dissipated at this moment.
The men sitting around Wenren Ming also stopped chatting and looked at Zhuang Li with anticipation.
This young man set a record today for becoming rich overnight in a brothel. Now, everyone knows him.
"Guess what this little guy is here for?" the oldest man asked with a smile.
"I guess he's into Wenren. He can strip Wenren's clothes off with just his eyes." Another man whispered jokingly.
So everyone laughed out loud, except Wen Renming, whose cheeks were tense, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at the little devil who was getting closer and closer with an unfathomable expression.
Zhuang Li walked up to the group with confidence and greeted them with a smile, "Good evening, everyone."
"Hello." Several people nodded with a smile.
Only Wenren Ming remained unmoved and silent. He had always been like this, so no one found it strange.
"This handsome gentleman, I would like to invite you to spend a wonderful evening with me. Is that possible?" Zhuang Li leaned over, put his hands on both sides of Wen Renming's sofa armrests, took him into his arms, and then leaned very close to whisper in his ear.
The other men burst into laughter. The sight of Wenren Ming being teased was truly unprecedented.
The little guy is really brave! But unfortunately, Wen Renming, this cold-blooded animal, seems to only have a soft spot for his goddaughter, and no one else can catch his eye.
Thinking of this, these powerful men naturally looked at Sun Xiaojia, their eyes full of teasing and expectation.
Sun Xiaojia knew what they were expecting.
Isn't it just to see me get jealous and snatch her away? There's no need for that! Wen Renming is simply not going to be nice to anyone except me.
Sun Xiaojia lifted her hair in a charming manner, with a contemptuous yet determined smile in her eyes, and she was already looking forward to Zhuang Li making a fool of himself.
Sure enough, Wen Renming asked in a low voice: "Do you think I look like a MB?"
No one noticed how he held his breath when the little devil leaned down and slowly approached, and how he let go of his breath without leaving a trace, deeply sniffing the strong smell of alcohol and perfume emanating from the little devil.
"You don't look like it." Zhuang Li shook his head and chuckled.
Wen Renming held the cigar in his mouth and puffed casually, his slightly narrowed eyes revealing a cold and sharp light.
Zhuang Li leaned even closer to his ear, blowing hot air into his eardrum. "There are so many beauties in the banquet hall, but my eyes can only see you. I fell in love with you at first sight."
The wisp of smoke that Wen Renming was about to exhale was accidentally swallowed by him.
His Adam's apple rolled violently, and a dark storm quickly gathered in his emerald green eyes.
Sun Xiaojia was completely oblivious to the undercurrent between them, still curling her lips in a sarcastic smile. Wen Renming, that pervert, only liked playing nurturing games; there was no way he would be interested in anyone other than her.
Zhuang Li continued to lean closer to Wen Renming's earlobe, his thin, hot lips already touching his skin. His hoarse voice was like a cello with its strings broken: "I just want to sleep with you tonight. What do you say I should do?"
Amidst everyone's indescribable shock, Wen Renming extinguished his cigar with a powerful hammer and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go."
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