Zhu Haiwen released Luo Jianxing and grasped her fair hand: "You share the same surname..." He suddenly gasped.
The force in his hand caused his thick, dark eyebrows to furrow.
Looking at the fair-skinned and delicate-looking girl, he never imagined she would have such great strength.
“Yes, he is my brother.” Luo Shimiao blinked, her eyes clear. “Mr. Zhu, what perfume are you wearing? It smells so unique.”
“It seems like there’s a…” She tilted her head and thought for a moment, a sweet smile blooming on her face: “I remember, it’s like the smell that comes out when a manure cart passes by.” The strength in her hands did not lessen at all.
"I also want to buy a bottle of perfume like this, so that if someone I don't like gets close to me, I can spray it on myself."
Zhu Haiwen looked at the seemingly innocent and pretty girl in front of him and twitched the corner of his mouth: "There... there shouldn't be a perfume with this scent. The reason I smell like this is because I accidentally stepped in dog poop when I went out."
"Its poop smells so bad, it must not be a good dog."
Zhu: "........."
Luo Shimiao shook his hand vigorously: "It's nice to meet you." Then she let go of his hand.
"Phew..." He felt a sense of relief throughout his body; those last two movements had left him with the feeling that his hand had dislocated.
Just as he was about to leave, Gu Nian extended her hand to him: "My name is Gu Nian."
Zhu's eyes lit up, ignoring the pain in his hand, and he shook it: "So it's President Gu. Seeing is believing, it's a pleasure to meet you."
The man tightened his grip on the large, fair hand, a smile playing on his lips. "Nice to meet you." He withdrew his hand and rubbed it vigorously on the sable fur behind his back.
It hurts so much... Zhu Haiwen's eyes welled up with tears from the pain, and the smile on his face looked even more like a cry.
"President Zhu." Li Man smiled and extended her hand.
His vision went black, but he kept going!
With tears in her eyes and trembling hands, she slowly approached that little hand.
Li Man took the initiative to hold his hand, her red lips slightly parted: "President Zhu, you don't seem very happy. Did we say something wrong?"
"No, no, it's nice to meet you all." He pointed to the waiters waiting nearby: "I'll go upstairs and tidy up first, then I'll come down and chat with you later."
Fang Cheng looked at his hands, which were almost deformed, and thought to himself, "Tsk tsk tsk, it looks painful."
Li Man let go of him: "Okay."
Zhu Haiwen, with his right hand hanging down, strode towards the stairs. He finally understood that these people were taking revenge on him.
After he left, the group went to the restroom together.
"I love you all so much." Luo Jianxing felt extremely happy thinking about how Zhu's face had turned a liverish color just now.
The four of them stood in front of the sink, carefully rubbing each of their fingers.
Luo Shimiao felt a wave of nausea just thinking about the image of him scratching poop.
"Because of you, we even touched a shitty hand. It's disgusting."
Luo Jianxing pouted her rosy lips and kissed Li Man and Luo Shimiao on the cheek before walking to Gu Nian's side.
The man's dark eyes narrowed as he stared at the lips so close to his own: "If you dare to kiss me, your lips will be pressed against the toilet the next second."
She pouted her thin lips, then pursed them tightly in the next instant.
After washing my hands, I returned to the banquet hall.
Fang came to their side and said, "Isn't there anything you like to play here?" Showing off her newly done manicure, she said, "Little Manman, Little Miaomiao, your hands are so beautiful. Getting a manicure would make you even prettier."
"The nail technicians I hired are the best nail technicians in Kyoto."
Luo Shimiao waved his hand and said, "No, no, it will affect my typing speed when I'm cursing." Looking at his three or four-centimeter-long fingernails, he continued, "It's also inconvenient to wipe my butt."
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