Seeing that he wasn't selling wine to anyone else, Su Linyuan smiled. The resentment he felt after being hypnotized and sleeping all day subsided slightly, and he picked up his wine glass and took a sip.
"I didn't know you could do hypnosis?"
Si Jin: "Just a little bit."
"How did you do that?"
"Well," Si Jin beckoned to him, "come closer, I'll demonstrate it for you again."
Su Linyuan did indeed walk over, but he did not stop in front of Si Jin. Instead, he continued to approach her step by step.
He walked forward, and Si Jin stepped back. Soon they reached the back of the bar, which was a storage room for alcohol. It was dark and usually unlit.
Su Linyuan stopped here, his tall figure blocking out the light and preventing others from seeing Jinjin: "Demonstrate how to hypnotize her?"
“Like…like this.” Si Jin said, then took out a lighter, held it up in front of the other person for a moment in the light, and then, click—
He abruptly slammed the lighter shut in front of Su Linyuan.
As the fire went out, Su Linyuan's eyes, which had been fixed on the flames, were momentarily disoriented, and suddenly everything went dark.
The next moment, Si Jin covered his lips with hers and gave him a light kiss.
They parted abruptly, and then the bartender's hoarse voice rang in my ears: "What should we do? The demonstration failed. Should I try again... eh?"
Just as Su Linyuan was about to hug the person tightly, the manager, who had been instructed by Si Jin, hurriedly came over to ruin the atmosphere: "Um, Mr. He, a client is looking for you. He wants to discuss the delivery of wine. He's in private room 521."
"Okay, I'll go right now." Si Jin pushed Su Linyuan away and walked out. As she brushed past him, she didn't forget to lower her voice and remind him in a harsh tone, "What a pity, Dr. Su, you didn't succeed again."
Su Linyuan clenched his fist slightly and pursed his thin lips.
… …
She was lying when she said she had a client, because Si Jin had spent a whole day preparing a surprise for Su Linyuan in room 521.
Given Su Linyuan's personality, he fooled the manager in less than ten minutes, chased after him to the corridor, and waited in front of the private room.
He remembered that the records at the mental hospital stated that He Sijin was not allowed to drink alcohol, but to ensure the quality of the alcohol before purchasing it, drinking was unavoidable...
Just as he was pondering this, the door to the private room opened, and the wronged client who had been playing along came out, looking rather surprised to see him.
Reaching the end of the corridor, he saw the manager, who was also wronged, and quickly ran over, whispering, "Did the boss ask you to act too?"
The manager nodded.
"No wonder the boss was trying to set someone up the moment he got back to the bar on his first day out of the hospital." The unsuspecting customer suddenly realized, "So he was a doctor."
Manager: How did you know?
“I saw him outside just now. He got out of the car that transports professors and doctors from the euthanasia hospital.”
"Oh, I see. She looks pretty good."
After the two walked away, chatting back and forth, Su Linyuan had already entered 521.
The number of this private room was very sensitive, making it hard not to think of it as a couple. Dr. Su felt a small flame of jealousy rising in her heart. As she walked through the entrance hall, she saw Si Jin lying on the black sofa.
The boy got drunk after only two sips of wine; his ears turned a rosy hue, his gold-rimmed glasses slipped down to his nose, and his shirt was disheveled.
He lazily sprawled on the king-size sofa and "accidentally" bumped into the remote control for the lights.
The next moment, the bright incandescent light went out and was replaced by a dark red light, making him look even more like a dessert with a liqueur filling.
At this moment, the boy seemed to notice the newcomer and tried to sit up. One of his hands drooped weakly off the sofa, knocking over several wine bottles on the coffee table.
The wine got on his hands, but Si Jin didn't care. He raised his hand to push up his glasses, letting the wine drip from his hands wet his shirt collar. His slightly red peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to see who the person was.
But before the glasses could be pushed up, Dr. Su, who had quickly approached, snatched them off first...
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