Wen Zhuo: "I'll teach you after you finish drinking."
Deng Xin took a deep breath and drank more than half a cup in one gulp. Wen Zhuo smiled and said, "No one's going to take it from you, drink slowly."
The employees were already used to it; their boss was sleeping in the same room as Lin Xun, so they were just laughing it off, and even a kiss wouldn't surprise them.
Unlike regular customers, Dengxin usually comes back, eats, washes up, and goes straight to bed. She doesn't wander around outside much. Wenzhuo's attitude towards others is always polite and distant, because what you can't have is always the best.
The number of people who miss him could circle Haicheng three times.
He only showed special treatment to Nan Yu, which made some people uncomfortable. They went to the bar, ordered a mojito, sat down next to Deng Xin, and greeted him with a smile.
"Hello, handsome guy."
Nan Yu nodded politely.
Wavy-haired beauty: "Alone?"
Nan Yu: ...I guess...right?
He glanced at Wen Zhuo, then nodded.
The wavy-haired beauty smiled radiantly, tossed her long hair, and struck up a conversation with a smile: "Young man, you're not very old, are you?"
Nan Yu: "19".
"So young, where did you go to university?"
Wen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, stopped mixing drinks, afraid that Nan Yu would be seduced. He leaned against the inner counter, arms crossed, his cold eyes staring straight at the two of them. Deng Xin could see him as soon as she looked up. He sniffed.
The answer to the beautiful woman was: "Ocean University."
Beautiful girl: "Wow, you're actually a student from Ocean University! You're so good-looking, do many girls at school have a crush on you?"
Nan Yu shook her head.
No girls handed him love letters.
The beautiful woman covered her mouth with her right hand, feigning surprise: "How could that be? I don't believe it."
Nan Yu smiled.
I'm not going to start a conversation.
The woman put her hand down, and at that moment the bartender handed her a drink, smiling politely: "Sir, your mojito is ready."
Beautiful woman: "Thank you."
She took a small, reserved sip, then smiled, paid, and a moment later turned to Nan Yu, finally getting to the bottom of her purpose:
"No girls have confessed to you, does that mean you're being pursued by boys?"
Nan Yu let out a sound of surprise and quickly shook her head, as if trying her best to clarify something. Wen Zhuo's eyes darkened again and again.
"No."
The beautiful woman smiled and asked again, "So, handsome young man, do you prefer boys or girls?"
Wen Zhuo listened attentively.
Nan Yu glanced at Wen Zhuo subconsciously, and when their eyes met, her ears turned slightly red and her heart raced. She quickly looked away and focused her gaze on the bar menu.
"It's fine with meeting either the man or woman you like."
Wen Zhuo raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. So, does that mean he has a chance?
The beautiful woman laughed and changed the subject: "You seem to be quite familiar with Mr. Wen?"
Nan Yu nodded, instinctively looked up at the man, and then said, "He is my friend."
The beautiful woman said, "Really? No wonder he treats you differently. Normally, if people want to drink a cocktail he makes, they have to wait one or two months before they get lucky."
Nan Yu didn't know the wavy-haired beauty's purpose. She asked a lot of questions, but they all felt like she was just getting information out of him. After finishing her milk tea, Deng Xin didn't want to talk anymore and nodded slightly: "You can drink slowly. I'll go first."
The beautiful woman smiled and nodded.
Her target isn't young, cute guys.
Instead, she has a cool and aloof temperament, like Wen Zhuo.
As Nan Yu left, the beautiful woman's gaze fell on Wen Zhuo, only to find his eyes fixed on his departing figure. The woman frowned, then waved to the man, her slender fingers, manicured and sexy.
"hello."
Wen Zhuo glanced at her and frowned.
The beautiful woman smiled at him and called out, "Mr. Wen, would you do me the honor of having a chat?"
The boy's figure disappeared, probably going out to avoid trouble and returning in a while. Wen Zhuo withdrew his gaze, his eyes falling on the voluptuous woman, and lowered his arms from her chest as he walked over.
The voice was not very loud, but it contained a serious warning:
He's mine!
The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her upturned mouth instantly straightened. So Wen Zhuo was the gay one?
His expression was deathly pale, purple, and red—it was quite striking.
Their eyes met, and the beautiful woman forced a smile. "This joke isn't very funny."
Wen Zhuo assumed the beautiful woman had taken a liking to Nan Yu, and his possessiveness was evident in his eyes, which radiated intense hostility, as if he could kill her at any moment. The beautiful woman was so frightened that her throat went dry, and she stopped drinking her wine and got up to leave.
The shift from liking to fear can happen in a second.
I'm never coming back.
Nan Yu was planning to stroll around the roadside when she ran into Chen Xu. He walked straight towards her, looking like he wanted to hit her. Just as his fist was about to swing, Deng Xin kicked him first.
Kick the person down.
Chen Xu's anger reached its peak, and he cursed, "You motherfucker Lin Xun! You little bastard, you've got some nerve! I think you want to die!"
He got up and tried to grab Nan Yu's hair.
If he hadn't thrown the wine last time, Nan Yu wouldn't have let him gain the upper hand. This time, Chen Xu was still at a disadvantage, unable to catch up, and could only be beaten. Deng Xin did an over-the-shoulder throw and stepped on him.
"I didn't want to bother with you before, but if you dare to provoke me again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
Chen Xu was furious. A group of people surrounded him. Ever since he was recognized by the Lin family, he had always acted arrogantly and valued his reputation highly. Nan Yu had hit him in public and trampled him underfoot, which was an utter disgrace to Chen Xu.
He mustered his strength and raised his fist to smash Nan Yu's face.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed his fist. Chen Xu's face turned red, and he kept uttering insults. Wen Zhuo dislocated his arm, and his foul mouth could only cry out in pain.
"Aaaaaah!!! Help! Murder! Call the police, quick!!"
Chen Xu knelt by the roadside with his arms crossed, tears streaming down his face. Wen Zhuo's eyes were cold as he pulled Nan Yu away. There was a small garden behind the tavern, which was not usually open to the public. Wen Zhuo took them there and checked them over.
His expression was anxious: "Are you alright?"
Nan Yu: "It's okay, he can't beat me."
Wen Zhuo examined his hands, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, checked his whole body, cupped his little face and looked him over from left to right, and only after confirming that there was no problem did she breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help but hug him.
"It's good that you're alright."
The lamp wick's eyes flickered slightly, and its heart raced.
He raised his hand to put his arm around Wen Zhuo's waist, but hesitated several times before not daring to hug her. He was quietly being held, and Wen Zhuo came to her senses, coughed lightly, and let go.
Q: "Are you taking a break?"
The wick nodded.
Entering from the tavern was too conspicuous, so Wen Zhuo opened a small door on the side and entered one after the other with Deng Xin. Once the door closed, the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.
Nan Yu coughed to ease the awkwardness.
Wen Zhuo thought he had caught a cold and asked anxiously, "Why are you coughing? Come on, let's go to the hospital." She grabbed a coat and was about to take him there.
Nan Yu: "..."
They were almost dragged to the door, so they quickly said:
"I'm fine, I'm fine, it's just that my throat is uncomfortable, I don't need to see a doctor."
Wen Zhuo: "Where does your throat hurt? Open your mouth so I can see."
Nan Yu: "No."
Her jaw was clamped, her mouth was pried open, the man leaned closer, and Deng Xin's eyes widened as well. Her tongue was so pink. Wen Zhuo's eyes flickered slightly, and as if possessed, she lowered her head, wanting to kiss him.
They watched as the other person drew closer and closer.
Nan Yu closed her eyes nervously.
Wen Zhuo loosened his grip slightly, and kissed her with his lips half-closed. He didn't move his lips much, but they kissed for a long time until he led her to the bedside and she fell down. At that moment, Nan Yu regained consciousness.
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