Chapter 188
After dinner, Zhong Ling naturally sent her home again. However, looking at the old neighborhood where even the street lights were beginning to flicker, Zhong Ling glanced at Nan Yan thoughtfully.
He was probably thinking that maybe he could help her find a house with a better environment. He had a lot of vacant properties under his name, all with good locations and environments, and he could let her move in when the time came.
However, he was a little worried that the other party would think too much after saying such a strange thing.
So Zhong Ling held back what he was about to say. He thought to himself that maybe when they got to know each other better, he could just give her a house as a reward in advance. It wouldn't be a big deal.
Zhong Ling thought so as he watched her get off the car, her soft skirt sliding over the seat. After getting off the car, she turned around to look at him, bent over and thanked him respectfully. Under the dim light, her face looked especially fair and soft, like a flawless piece of white jade.
Zhong Ling looked at her attitude with some helplessness and some amusement. Was this a conditioned reflex? It was engraved into her body. But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After all, it was only the first day. It was normal to be unfamiliar. Let's talk about it later!
So Zhong Ling nodded to her, said "um" gently, and said, "You should go back and rest early. I'll pick you up tomorrow at noon."
After he finished speaking, the car door closed, and he leaned back on the cushion, motioning the driver to drive away.
That night, when Nan Yan transferred 300,000 yuan in cash into Sister Zhou's account, Sister Zhou, who was still in the hospital worrying about the medical expenses, was so surprised that she almost fell off the bed. Almost at the moment she saw the news, Sister Zhou called.
Sister Zhou's tone was obviously anxious, she even spoke in her hometown dialect, and asked her if she had sold herself, otherwise how could she have got so much money in such a short time?
"Yan Yan, tell me the truth, did you do those messy things? Was it that 40-year-old Hong Kong tycoon? He already has two mistresses out there. It's not that I don't trust you, but I really can't take your money. That's how I got into prostitution myself, and I can't hurt you!"
"Yan Yan, return the money. There are some things you can't do. If you do it once, it will happen again. If you really go into the sea, you will never be able to escape it in this life! I have a few friends who can lend you some money together. You should return the money to them quickly..."
Nan Yan couldn't help laughing when she heard those anxious and concerned words. After the other party finished speaking, she patiently explained clearly, "Sister Zhou, don't worry, I didn't do those messy things, nor did I sell myself. I just met a good person. Sister Zhou, do you still remember Mr. Zhong who used to call me some time ago? He lent me this money..."
Nan Yan explained everything in detail, and after her repeated assurances, the other party finally confirmed that the money was not prostitution money or maintenance money. Sister Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.
But as someone who has been through this before, I still gave her some careful advice: keep some distance from Mr. Zhong. Even though he helped, don't be foolish and just get involved. Rich people's thoughts are hard to predict. No matter what you do, don't get involved in relationships with rich people. It's easy to get hurt.
Sister Zhou gave her some advice just like she did in her last life, and Nan Yan naturally responded with a smile.
After settling the issues here, Nan Yan called the club manager again and asked for a long vacation. After all, she was also developing potential customers for the club, so the club manager naturally agreed.
The next day, Nan Yan started rummaging through the few wardrobes she had and found a white lace skirt with the tag still on. This skirt was a gift from Sister Zhou on her birthday. It was a very expensive and luxurious small brand. The skirt was a designer style with some hollow designs on the waist. When she walked, the white skin on her waist would be exposed, making her look gentle yet cool.
She even put on some delicate light makeup. Although Zhong Ling said that she could be more casual, in such an occasion, apart from some very familiar people, I guess few people would be casual.
If she really wore jeans and a white T-shirt and went to a rich man's birthday party like that, many people would probably say she was pretentious.
After all, naive girls are not popular nowadays, and people would not regard a girl like her who hangs out in nightclubs as a naive girl.
So when Nan Yan, who had dressed up carefully, appeared in front of Zhong Ling the next day, there was a hint of surprise and a barely perceptible surprise in his eyes.
Zhong Ling was standing against the car door, wearing a white suit from a low-end luxury brand, looking as kind and refreshing as ever. He came alone today without a driver. When he saw Nan Yan walking towards him from the gate of the community not far away, his eyes, which were always gentle and handsome, also had a hint of ripples in them.
"Zhongling."
Nan Yan smiled and called him softly.
The last few steps were taken at a trot, and the long, soft hair on her shoulders rose up briskly with the movements, drawing a graceful arc in the air before falling down.
The white skirt on her body revealed the soft and fair skin around her waist, giving her a cool and gentle feeling, which matched perfectly with his white clothes. If you ignore everything else, the two of them really looked like a couple in couple outfits.
And when Nan Yan saw him again, there was a hint of starlight in her eyes, so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.
Zhong Ling smiled unconsciously when he heard the name. He nodded in response and looked at her again with a calm and pure admiration in his eyes. "Well... you are very beautiful today."
When normal men see girls dressing up well, they should give them generous compliments the first time. This is the gentlemanly demeanor that men should have.
Zhong Ling is a normal man, and all men have bad qualities. Naturally, he thinks the girl in front of him is pretty, but the way he looks at her is simply appreciation of beautiful things, without any other unspeakable desires.
So when he looked at her, his eyes were still calm.
"But didn't I tell you to be casual today? Actually, I just want to take you to meet those friends today, not to do anything important."
Nan Yan smiled slowly at Zhong Ling, with a gentle look in her eyes, and said, "I can't let you down, Mr. Zhong. I am your girlfriend now, and the occasions you go to must be important. I know people like you value reputation, and I will do everything well and won't let you down."
Every sentence she said was about you, yours, and Mr. Zhong! Her verbal habits really came out as soon as she relaxed.
Zhong Ling shook his head and couldn't help laughing again. There was a hint of helplessness in that smile. "Well, it's good for you to be like this. But, have you forgotten what I said yesterday? Couples can be more casual and don't be so reserved. Call me by my name, be more intimate, and look at me with gentleness and intimacy... Oh, by the way, can I call you Yanyan?"
Nan Yan pursed her lips and smiled softly, nodding, "Okay."
He also called out his name, "... Zhong Ling."
Her voice was somewhat calm, gentle and soft, with a hint of intimacy and flattery. Zhong Ling only felt as if his heart was gently brushed by something soft, causing a tiny ripple for no reason, which quickly disappeared.
On the way, Zhong Ling gave her a brief introduction of his friends. "You've actually met most of them before. The ones who were making a fuss in the box last time were close friends. They were a little more relaxed that day, but they're not that crazy normally. They have good tempers and aren't that difficult to get along with."
His voice was always gentle and calm. Although he was polite, he didn't sound emotional.
"But there is a childhood friend who has a bad temper and is a bit wild. Sometimes he is very harsh with his words. Just stay away from him. I will protect you when the time comes."
When Nan Yan heard him talking about the person with a bad temper, she had already guessed who that person was, but she pretended not to know and carefully remembered every detail and information he said.
Zhong Ling turned his head and glanced at her. The more he looked at her, the more familiar she looked. Hmm, wasn't this the serious look on his secretary's face when he was taking notes? He was afraid that he would miss a piece of information.
This look was somewhat funny, and Zhong Ling suddenly had the urge to reach out and touch her head, but he held back.
Then he heard Nan Yan ask him, "What's the name of that friend with a bad temper?"
Zhong Ling reminded her, "His name is He Mian. You saw him in the box last time. He was the one who caused the most trouble. Normally, you will be fine if you don't provoke him. You don't have to be afraid of him."
Nan Yan didn't hear any useful gossip. It seemed that Zhong Ling was not the kind of man who would gossip about others behind their backs. He was quite principled.
The birthday party was held at a private villa.
Sure enough, she still underestimated these wealthy people.
There are many entertainment facilities in the private villa, including hot springs, horse farms, and various entertainment facilities and places to relax. The car can be driven directly in. Parked on the open-air parking lot are a row of supercars and luxury cars. She can't even name some of them, having only seen them in some magazines.
Nan Yan felt that her eyes were once again shocked and baptized, but apart from a flash of surprise in her eyes at the beginning, her emotions quickly calmed down.
She looked at everything around her calmly, her eyes were peaceful and clear. Perhaps it was because she knew that she would not have any contact or intersection with such a world, so she always had a calm attitude, following Zhong Ling quietly, acting as a vase tool.
This made Zhong Ling's eyes unconsciously fall on her again. He had a very strange feeling in his heart. He thought she would sigh a few times, or complain a few words, and then tell him that she also wanted to live such a life...
Many girls he met were like this.
But she remained quiet and said nothing. He turned his head and subconsciously looked at the person next to him, but Nan Yan did not look back at him.
Zhong Ling stopped, and for some reason, he suddenly held out his hand to her and said, "Hold me, we are a couple, we can't be too unfamiliar. Also, we are here to relax today, you can be closer to me."
Nan Yan looked at the hand that was passed to her. The fingers were as slender and distinct as white jade. After being stunned for a few seconds, Nan Yan smiled at him, then naturally held his hand and interlocked their fingers.
The classic way couples hold hands.
Zhong Ling didn't expect this to happen, and felt a little strange for a moment. He just wanted the two of them to appear closer so as not to be exposed or too unfamiliar. However, this way of being closely connected obviously made him feel a little uncomfortable.
This rarely happened when he was in love with Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao likes to be close to him, but sometimes excessive closeness and dependence can only make people feel suffocated.
He needs his own private space, especially when he is abroad. He is busy with classes, internships, and his work, while she thinks about traveling everywhere, taking photos and checking in at various beautiful places all day long. It seems that she went abroad to study purely to get rid of the control of her family and relax. She would even fail and skip the most basic courses. Those things were undoubtedly a waste of time for him.
Maybe there were indeed some problems between the two of them, but it was not impossible for them to work things out. He had been trying to accommodate her. After all, his previous idea of proposing to her was not false.
Now, Zhong Ling tried to suppress all the complicated emotions in his heart deep in his heart, and then walked into the reception hall with his female companion.
As soon as they entered the hall, Nan Yan could immediately feel the gazes coming from all directions, some were curious, some were inquiring, and some were awed, looking at the two of them.
They basically all knew Zhong Ling, so most of their gazes were directed at her.
Soon someone came forward to say hello. It was the host of the birthday party, a young man named Wei. Standing next to him was a female companion. The two seemed to have a very close relationship. They must be a girlfriend. The girl was also very beautiful, dressed elegantly and looked like she was still in school.
Zhong Ling gave her a brief introduction.
The other party also greeted her and the girl walked away quickly.
Wei Chuan led Zhong Ling to the second floor. The topic they were talking about was obviously not something she could interrupt, so Nan Yan just listened quietly. It was not until the previous topic ended that Nan Yan heard the man turn the topic to her.
The other party glanced at her, then looked at Zhong Ling, his eyes were somewhat teasing, his tone was full of ridicule, and he was a little unbelieving, "Why, are you completely breaking up with Xiao Xiao?"
Zhong Ling glanced at him and said, "You talk too much nonsense."
The man couldn't help laughing out loud, patting Zhong Ling's shoulder, and lowering his voice a lot. It was obvious that he knew Nan Yan. "Haha, I couldn't help it. If I had known that you liked this type of girl, I would have introduced her to you with He Mian."
Zhong Ling dismissed him impatiently, saying perfunctorily, "No need, this matter should be kept between you and He Mian."
The friend raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Nan Yan, and patted his shoulder and joked, "Don't need it? Then let me have the pretty girl next to you. Don't think I don't remember her. Isn't this the girl who sat in your arms in the box last time? So, you kept her?"
Zhong Ling sneered, and this time he didn't even look at him, and just said to him, "Get lost."
The friend was not angry either, his eyes narrowed and he smiled very happily, "Are you angry now? Can't I joke with you? But, even if you really broke up with Xiaoxiao, you wouldn't find a little princess, right?"
Zhong Ling was really too lazy to pay attention to him this time, so he picked up the juice on the table and handed it to Nan Yan.
He tilted his head slightly and said something to her in a low and intimate voice. The girl gave him a dependent smile and behaved obediently as a vase.
The young man next to him looked as if he had seen a ghost. The more he looked at his tender expression, the more he felt something was wrong, so he asked again tentatively,
"Really, Zhong Ling? Are you serious about this? You don't seem like the kind of person who is obsessed with sex. You're looking for a second love right after breaking up, and the one you're looking for is a prostitute from a club. This girl is pretty, but aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Zhong Ling frowned upon hearing this and tightened his grip on Nan Yan's hand. He glanced at her subconsciously and found that there was no reaction on her face. Then he turned to look at the young man next to him, "Wei Chuan, I hope you can be more careful with your words."
Zhong Ling looked over, his usually gentle eyes dimmed a little, but his tone remained calm.
"This is the person I brought here today. No matter what job she had in the past, I don't want anyone to say bad things about her in front of me. Today is your birthday, so I'll give you some face. If you do this again next time, I'll really lose my temper."
After these words were spoken, the man opposite froze for a moment, but he quickly reacted. Perhaps he sensed the seriousness of Zhong Ling's attitude, so he restrained his previous teasing attitude. He quickly changed the subject, and both parties began to talk about other things, and the atmosphere gradually eased.
But he still looked at Nan Yan with curiosity from time to time.
After the man left, Nan Yan seemed to be relieved and put down her wine glass. She turned to look at Zhong Ling with a gentle gaze and asked him with a smile, "Does Mr. Zhong also lose his temper?"
Zhong Ling turned to look at her. Perhaps it was because she had attended too many cocktail parties like this. It was inevitable that she would feel tired when a group of business people socialized with each other.
He was now more willing to talk to the girl next to him, for no other reason than that he felt relaxed. Hearing what the other party said, Zhong Ling's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked a little amused. "Why, are you surprised? Can't I lose my temper?"
Nan Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "It's a bit unexpected. In my impression, Mr. Zhong has always been a person with a good temper."
Zhong Ling recalled the past. His temper seemed to be okay, but the few times he got angry were indeed impressive. Otherwise, Wei Chuan would not have been able to shrink so quickly. "Having a good temper does not mean that I have no bottom line. You definitely don't want to see me when I'm angry. I guess you will be scared."
Nan Yan shook her head and smiled, "No, you were just protecting me. Even if you were angry, I wouldn't be scared. I would just feel happy."
"You always smile, and when you frown you look handsome and gentle. But in fact, I like Mr. Zhong no matter what kind of person you are. From the first time I met you at the club, I knew you were different from others. I like this kind of Mr. Zhong."
When she said she liked me, her tone was very serious and her eyes were full of smiles, like a confession from the heart.
……like?
This made Zhong Ling's expression pause slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his head to look at Nan Yan's face. The moment their eyes met, he seemed to be attracted by those clear and transparent eyes.
He didn't know why, but the moment he heard her say that she liked him, he didn't feel the usual irritation and discomfort of being entangled by others. Instead, he felt a little... contented.
No one would be unhappy about being liked by others.
Because it is a way to show your ability. Being liked by others proves that you are a charming man, which in itself is something to be proud of.
Regardless of gender, people in this world like to be appreciated and noticed by better people, which satisfies the subtle vanity in their hearts.
After all, he was just an ordinary man.
In this case, he is the same.
Zhong Ling's breathing paused slightly, especially when he was being stared at by the other party. He couldn't say anything to refuse.
To be honest, he had been confessed to by girls countless times since he was a child, but in the past, he could easily reject those flirtatious approaches. However, when facing Nan Yan's serious attitude, he felt at a loss.
He felt oddly uneasy.
He wondered if it was because he had been too close to her recently that she had developed some vague affection for him?
After all, she is still a young girl. She has never even been in love at her age. It is normal for her to be easily attracted to mature opposite sex who are a few years older than her because of some ignorant affection.
But he is not, he has someone he likes.
This is... not good.
Just as Zhong Ling lowered his head, not knowing how to react, the other party's voice rang out again, "I really like friends like you, Mr. Zhong. Although it may sound a bit like taking advantage of others, you have really helped me a lot."
"So if you need anything in the future, I will definitely do my best to help you. I know you still can't let go of your ex-girlfriend, right? You let me pretend to be your girlfriend because she's jealous, right? Don't worry, I will definitely help you."
As she spoke, she winked and smiled at Zhong Ling, as if she could see through all his thoughts.
When Zhong Ling heard this, he felt his heart, which had been lifted up by her words, suddenly calm down.
There was no expression on his face, but deep down he had a subtle feeling of embarrassment, thinking that he might be being overly sentimental.
Although he didn't show it, he now understood that when she said she liked him...she didn't mean what he thought.
Zhong Ling did not hear clearly what she said afterwards. He just subconsciously picked up the wine glass on the table and took a few sips, as if he was hiding something. But in fact, he did not know what he was hiding. He just felt inexplicably unhappy.
Today, Nan Yan fulfilled her duties and played the role of a caring female companion. Basically, she would only say hello to people when Zhong Ling took the initiative to introduce them. Most of them were friends he knew. After the party, Zhong Ling took her directly to the private room on the second floor where a few friends were gathering.
Some people were singing, and a group of people were playing mahjong in another room. When Nan Yan first heard these people playing mahjong, she really thought these rich young men were very down-to-earth. It was just that the amount they played was a little bit unreal. One hundred thousand or two hundred thousand were just small amounts of money. Someone won a house after a few games. That was really too much money.
Maybe because she drank too much juice, Nan Yan couldn't help her physiological reaction. After a while, she leaned close to Zhong Ling's ear and said somewhat unnaturally that she wanted to go to the toilet.
Zhong Ling's ears were itchy from her close breath, so he let go of her hand. He watched her back as she walked away, then he calmly withdrew his gaze. He felt that he didn't know what was wrong with him today. There was always something wrong. How could he hold a girl's hand for so long?
…
On the other side, Nan Yan had just washed her hands and hadn't gone out yet when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps at the door, followed by the sound of bodies colliding, as if someone had bumped into the other person's arms in a hurry.
Just as Nan Yan was about to leave, she heard a choked sobbing voice coming from the bathroom door, "Brother He Mian, please don't... don't do this to me, okay? We grew up together, you can't do this to me."
The girl cried and felt very aggrieved.
When Nan Yan heard this, her subconscious reaction was that someone was having an affair. She never thought that she would be so lucky as to run into such a thing even when going to the bathroom.
So Nan Yan decided not to leave. After all, she couldn't just go out and interrupt them. If she went out now, she would probably run into the people outside, which would be awkward.
And she also wants to see what will happen next?
The handsome man who was leaning on the sink was smoking. They had deliberately found a quiet place. The bathroom on the second floor was relatively remote and not many people came, so they did not have to worry about being discovered.
From Nan Yan's angle, she could still see the lazy and indifferent look of the man in the mirror. His face was cold and pale, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and the way he smoked was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Two slender fingers were lightly clasped together, holding a cigarette butt, one hand was holding a mobile phone, and the other hand was casually placed on the marble sink beside him. Perhaps it was the atmosphere created by the light that made the back figure look particularly lazy and charming.
However, this quiet scene was disrupted by the girl who suddenly rushed over. With red eyes, the girl rushed directly into the other's arms, holding He Mian's waist tightly with both hands. The strong muscles on her waist could be seen through the clothes that were accidentally rubbed up.
The lines are clear and the skin is cool and white.
He Mian's cell phone was also knocked over by the opponent and fell to the ground. The screen was probably broken. He raised his hand and slowly put the cigarette between his fingertips into the sink to extinguish it.
Then let out a breath.
When both his hands were free, he reached out and grasped the girl's shoulders, pulled hard, and pushed her away without hesitation. The girl didn't stand firmly and accidentally staggered back a few steps, hitting her back against the wall. She sobbed slightly, and the tears in her eyes became more obvious.
"Brother He Mian, I really like you."
The tall man sneered, walked slowly in front of the girl and bowed slightly, looking down at her with an oppressive feeling, "You like me? Then how can you sleep with Weichuan without any scruples? Why, is your love so cheap? Do you think he is a cuckold, or do you think I am a fool? Aren't there enough men out there for you to play with? Why are you setting your sights on me?"
The girl's face instantly lost all color and she bit her lips, obviously feeling a little miserable.
"That's not the case..."
Only then did Nan Yan see the girl's face clearly, and she found that she looked particularly familiar. Wasn't this the girl who had just stood next to Wei Chuan?
The two of them sang several sweet love songs upstairs, but I didn’t expect that this girl was also having an affair with He Mian!
This really refreshed Nan Yan's cognition. Regarding this matter, she now only wants to say one thing: your circle is really chaotic.
The girl covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face from her fingers. She squeezed her fingers tightly and looked up at him again, "Brother He Mian, it's my father. My father forced me to get engaged to Wei Chuan for business reasons."
"But the person I like in my heart has always been you. You clearly know it. Brother He Mian, I really don't like him. Can you please stop saying that to me?"
He Mian probably didn't have the slightest thought of showing sympathy to a beautiful woman. His face was still cold. Perhaps because they all knew each other, he didn't completely tear each other apart. But his eyes clearly showed impatience. "Alright, I don't care who you like!"
"If you don't like Weichuan, you can tell him directly. It's no use telling me. I'm not interested in you."
"Also, if you don't want the marriage relationship between your Xu family and the Wei family to break down completely, then just stay away from me. Otherwise, I don't mind helping Wei Chuan learn the truth as soon as possible."
The girl's tears flowed even harder after hearing this. She was probably irritated by her lover's cold attitude, and she subconsciously rushed forward to hold his hand.
"Don't treat me like this...Brother He Mian, I really like you. I don't mind anything about you. I don't mind anything. Can you give me a chance?"
He Mian glanced at the other person, shook his hand away, and showed his impatience without hiding it, "Stay away from me."
The girl said in a hurry, "I don't mind that you are not able to do it. I know that you have physical defects since the car accident. I don't mind this... Brother He Mian, please believe me, I really like you."
Hearing this, He Mian's body stiffened for a moment. After he reacted, his face suddenly turned cold and gloomy. He grabbed the girl's clothes and pulled her over mercilessly. His eyes narrowed threateningly, full of gloom:
"You dare to ask someone to investigate me?"
The girl was so frightened that her face turned pale. "No...no."
When He Mian's aura covered the girl, it almost gave her a suffocating feeling of oppression.
She seemed to have said something wrong.
"I'm sorry...Brother He Mian, I didn't mean it. I was just talking nonsense. I'm sorry."
But this apology was obviously too late. He Mian sneered, his eyes dark and deep, staring at her, "Okay, very good, Xu Sisi, your marriage with Wei Chuan is completely over. Is it because I've been in a good mood recently that you have some misunderstanding that I'm easy to get along with?"
"How dare you threaten me with this? Why? Who told you that I couldn't do this? You checked my medical records from the hospital, didn't you? You're really brave. You dare to do this?"
"I heard that your Xu family seems to have had some cash flow problems recently, right? Your father has to bow and scrape to me when he sees me. You dare to threaten me with this matter? Ha, you are so brave! Xu Sisi, get out of here before I lose my temper completely."
"Otherwise...I can't kill you."
After he finished his last words, he threw the girl backwards. The girl fell directly to the ground. She heard a word without warmth coming out of those thin red lips.
"Get lost!"
The girl's tears were actually falling uncontrollably, but she didn't dare to say anything more. She had never seen Brother He Mian look so creepy and scary.
For the first time, I felt panic and fear.
She didn't dare to continue pestering him now. She turned around and ran outside subconsciously, wanting to run to a crowded place where she could feel safe.
After the girl left, Nan Yan, who was hiding in the bathroom, didn't dare to make any noise. She just hoped that the people outside would leave quickly.
She didn't know that she had overheard such a big secret while going to the bathroom.
However, this didn't seem to be mentioned in the original plot. Nan Yan thought about it carefully and it was indeed not mentioned that this bastard had a physical problem, and it was the most fatal problem for men.
It was quiet outside. Nan Yan did not hear the man's footsteps leaving. She did not dare to look up, wondering what the man was doing outside.
After a while, she heard the sound of running water. It must be the other person washing his hands, after washing them thoroughly.
He Miancai walked to the broken phone with an expressionless face. After a few seconds of silence, he kicked the phone against the wall of the women's restroom opposite.
The phone slammed against the wall and was completely destroyed.
The man spoke in a low, cold voice. Nan Yan only heard him say in a concise way, "Get out."
Nan Yan now knew that the other party had discovered her.
She had never met this man before, so she didn't know what kind of personality he had. She had originally wanted to rely on Zhong Ling to slowly get to know him, but now it was obvious that she didn't need to rely on Zhong Ling.
I guess this man won't let her go easily.
Nan Yan hesitated and did not move, hiding behind the wall and not coming out.
She heard footsteps outside approaching slowly. As the distance got closer, she could vaguely smell the faint smell of tobacco on the man, mixed with the smell of male hormones, slowly drifting over in the not-so-spacious space.
The man sneered, "You're not coming out? Well, I'll count to three. If you don't come out, I'll go right in."
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