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Lin Yu gave in. He had still fallen at the feet of those wicked capitalists, unable to resist ordering a can of cola.

Damn it, who grilled these chicken wings?

They're so damn salty!

After sitting in the bar for a while, things were getting a bit beyond Lin Yu's expectations.

Although Lin Yu didn't think much of Gu Yue, objectively speaking, she was quite good-looking.

With delicate features, a small face, and pitch-black, bright eyes that always seemed to sparkle, she was a standard image of a youthful beauty, the kind who should be quite attractive.

Yet, they had been sitting here in the bar for over an hour. Quite a few men had glanced over, but not a single one had come to hit on her.

Why was that?

Curious, Lin Yu turned his head to look around. His gaze happened to meet that of a man at a booth not far away, who had been stealing glances at Gu Yue. The man froze for a moment, quickly lowered his head, and looked away. Lin Yu actually thought he detected a hint of fear on the man's face.

Lin Yu lightly bit into the chicken wing in his mouth, raised his hand, and pulled out the bone.

He thought he understood now why no one dared to hit on Gu Yue.

Hehe.

Lin Yu chewed the chicken wing in his mouth with relish.

Even if Gu Yue wasn't getting hit on, he certainly was!

Probably because his face was highly compatible with this kind of place, in just this short while, two groups of women had already come over to hit on him and suggest sharing the table.

Just as Lin Yu was thinking this, several more long-legged beauties in hot pants arrived, smiling and wanting to share the table.

Lin Yu turned them down.

After they left, he leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, spread his arms along the back of the sofa. His smug expression fully demonstrated the phrase "small man intoxicated by success."

Gu Yue glared at Lin Yu angrily, then stood up, intending to go to the restroom.

Not long after Gu Yue got up and left, Lin Yu, whose mouth hadn't been idle much since getting off the plane, also felt the need for a release.

He stood up, left the booth, and went looking for the restroom in the vast bar...

...

In front of the mirror outside the restroom, Gu Yue was holding a lipstick, giving herself a light touch-up.

After applying it carefully, Gu Yue pressed her peach-colored lips together and then released them with a soft 'pop'. Having finished her touch-up, she looked at her pretty self in the mirror and felt happy at her own beauty.

However, this mood didn't last long before she grew somewhat unhappy.

Damn it!

Who would have thought Lin Yu wouldn't drink a single drop of alcohol!

And here she was, thinking of getting him drunk to see him make a fool of himself.

Hmm...

No way.

Having spent so much money, she had to get him drunk, then take some blackmail-worthy photos to get revenge for that time he paraded her around with her makeup all cried off!

Tucking the lipstick back into her bag, Gu Yue picked it up, ready to go back and get Lin Yu drunk.

Leaving the restroom, she followed the remembered path back to the booth, only to find the seat empty. Lin Yu had disappeared somewhere.

Gu Yue put down her bag, took out her phone, and sent a message to Lin Yu.

Three-Good Student: Where did you go?

The message had just been sent, and before she could get a reply from Lin Yu, a pleasant fragrance wafted over from beside her. Before Gu Yue could react, an arm wrapped around her.

Gu Yue was startled. Her face turned cold, thinking she was being harassed by some drunkard.

Never one to take things lying down, she instinctively wanted to grab a bottle from the table to sober this jerk up. But before her hand could reach a bottle, the corner of her eye suddenly caught sight of the striking red hair and pretty, delicate face of the person beside her.

It was a very beautiful face—seductive fox-like eyes, a small, pointed nose, a refined heart-shaped face. She was an undeniably seductive older sister.

Seeing it was a woman, Gu Yue relaxed her guard. Smelling the strong alcohol on her, Gu Yue thought she was drunk and had mistaken her for someone else, so she kindly asked with concern:

"Sister, are you okay?"

"Did you mistake me for someone else?"

The woman's captivating fox eyes stared at Gu Yue's small, lovely face with intense desire. She tightened her arm around Gu Yue's soft waist, closing the distance between them a little more, and said in a low voice:

"Sister didn't mistake anyone. Sister was looking for you."

As she spoke, the woman raised her hand, rubbed her thumb over Gu Yue's moist, pink lips, then slowly put that thumb into her own mouth to taste it. The bizarre action made Gu Yue frown. She wanted to shrink back but was held tightly by the woman's arm.

After sucking on the thumb coated with Gu Yue's lipstick for a moment, the desire in her seductive fox eyes grew heavier, becoming increasingly dazed. Her face inched forward, leaning close to Gu Yue, and she asked in a soft, slightly hoarse, charming voice:

"So sweet. Let sister have a taste, okay?"

The woman seemed to be asking, but she gave Gu Yue no time to refuse. She directly tried to kiss her.

Gu Yue, having sensed something was off from the earlier conversation, was already on guard and used both hands to cover the woman's mouth.

The woman, her lips covered, clearly wasn't willing to give up. She straightened up a bit, intending to press Gu Yue down onto the sofa for easier, further action.

Gu Yue's eyes widened. Realizing this woman was serious, she decided to get serious too. She freed one hand from blocking the woman's red lips and groped randomly on the table, planning to grab a weapon to take her down.

Before Gu Yue could find a weapon, the red-haired woman half-pressing on her suddenly jolted, as if struck by some great force, and slammed heavily into the sofa.

Before Gu Yue could process what had just happened, she saw Lin Yu retract his foot, quickly step forward, grab the red-haired woman by the hair, and deliver a heavy punch to her face, all while chanting, as he did in the past, the advanced incantation that increased combat power.

"FUCK YOU!"

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