To everyone's surprise, Hua Beixing chimed in, "Yeah, my dad always called her Tiger Woman."
hehe.
"Is that so?"
The two chatted intermittently in the car.
Hua Beixing talked a lot, mostly about how to confront his mother this time.
Rong Chang didn't say anything during this time.
Actually, she's fine with either living together or not.
What she disliked was Madam Hua's attitude.
But Hua Beixing felt that her reaction was wrong.
He turned his head, his gaze wary. "Huo Qiyan, you wouldn't happen to want to sleep with me, would you?"
Rong Chang, “…”
Did she say that?
Hua Beixing was terrified. "No, let me tell you, I'm not that kind of person."
"..."
"If you want to sleep with me, I won't do it."
Rong Chang, “…”
Isn't it both infuriating and hilarious?
"Are you going to say something?"
Rong Shang grinned, a forced smile, "Do I look like the kind of person who would sleep with just anyone?"
Hua Beixing nodded.
Rong Shang's smile vanished instantly. Shit!
It's not just similar, it's exactly like it.
While driving, Hua Beixing had one hand free to hug himself. He said narcissistically, "I knew it. You've been eyeing me since the first day you came to my house."
Otherwise, how could she have fallen into the pool?
The pool water was so shallow, yet she refused to get up and insisted that he carry her.
Hmm, the more I think about it, the more I feel like he's been set up.
This was premeditated.
Rong Shang was impressed; how could this guy be so clever?
"Don't worry, I'd rather sleep with a duck than with you."
"Huh?" Hua Beixing thought he had misheard. "I don't believe it."
He was such a handsome man standing right in front of her, and she actually said she didn't want to sleep with him and would rather sleep with a gigolo.
Wait a minute, something seems off.
Duck, duck...
Hua Beixing's pupils widened. "Are you mocking me?"
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
Everyone knows that on their engagement day, a duck replaced him.
Isn't what she's saying now implying something?
Rong Shang really didn't know what she had said wrong.
This won't work, that won't work.
With a sharp screech, the car stopped at the side of the road.
It's still quite a distance from the Love Bar he just mentioned.
But Hua Beixing pointed and told her to get off the bus.
"I knew it, you had no good intentions."
“…What’s wrong with me?” Rong Chang had three black lines on her forehead.
Hua Beixing was still rambling on and on.
Rong Shang raised her hand to stop him, "Alright, I'm getting off the car."
She came out for some peace and quiet, not to find a place to listen to his nagging.
And so, Rong Shang got off the bus halfway there.
Soon, Hua Beixing drove the car away.
Feeling bewildered, she kicked a few pebbles on the roadside.
Just then, a taxi passed by, and she flagged it down.
...
Around 8 o'clock, Rong Shang walked into the Qingqing Bar.
The air was filled with a mixture of various pungent perfume scents.
She simply couldn't take it anymore.
Breathe in the air.
I sneezed several times in a row.
The man was laughing loudly in front of the monitor.
He turned to his companions and shouted with a smile, "See? What did I just say?"
"Come on, come on, one thousand yuan each."
"Fine, I accept my loss."
A dozen or so people present each counted out ten Mao Zedong bills and threw them on the table.
Hua Beixing glanced at it and leaned back.
He crossed his legs and lit a cigarette for himself.
He took a deep drag, exhaling white smoke that instantly blurred his vision.
The man narrowed his long, narrow eyes, his posture languid and elegant to the extreme.
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