Section 2: Catching a Man

  A hint of sadness flashed through Ye Jingwan's slightly raised phoenix eyes.

  Ripples shimmering on the water.

  She smiled disdainfully, slightly raising her high and proud chin.

  He immediately raised his hand and brought the champagne glass to his lips.

  She pressed her red lips lightly against the rim of the glass, tilted her head back and drank a whole cup of champagne in one gulp.

  "Boom"

  The champagne flute rose and fell with her slender white fingers.

  Exploded at Shang Huatian's feet.

  The tip of her tongue rolled over from the edge of her lips, licking away the remaining champagne at the corner of her mouth.

  This simple yet casual gesture, when she does it, is especially charming.

  A man with insufficient willpower, even slightly arching his back, concealing a small bulge at the crotch.

  "Kiss you? Only if a chicken has pecked at my brain!"

  Ye Jinghua dropped a self-deprecating remark and turned away with a flourish.

  The hem of her skirt fluttered up, tracing a dazzling arc.

  Ye Jinghua resolutely opened the door and walked out, taking away everyone's attention.

  Only Ye Jiaojiao stared at the shards of glass on the ground that reflected the light, a hint of venomous brilliance flashing in her eyes.

  One, two...

  Three!

  Ye Jinghua's gaze was fixed on the third man.

  He just came out of the private room next door, with a great figure and neat clothes. Moreover, there were no strange ** on his clothes, nor any lip prints left as "memorabilia".

  Ye Jing let out a sigh of relief, still feeling lucky that he wasn't some greasy old lecher with a big head and ears!

  At this time, a whistling sound came from the room behind him again.

  Ye Jinghua didn't have time to take in the man's appearance and rushed over directly.

  She reached out and hooked her hand around the man's neck, calling out in a sweet and sticky voice: "Handsome guy..."

  Don't wait for her to speak.

  That strange man suddenly turned around, one hand clamped on her waist, the other pressed against her restless hand, pinning her against the wall.

  Her gaze was icy as she stared at her.

  Furrowed her brow slightly.

  He was amazed, the woman who threw herself into his arms was surprisingly beautiful, with delicate features and a hint of coquetry in her glances.

  But that charm does not flow into a vulgar attitude, as if it is revealed from the bones of nobility and pride.

  This woman is just like him, with an air of pride and arrogance!

  "You're quite good-looking!"

  She looked up at the man in front of her, lavishing him with praise. Her eyes scanned his chiseled face, taking in his sharp features and storing them away in her memory.

  The man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his mouth was curved into a sly smile. He was handsome and unparalleled, but also somewhat mysterious: "Who sent you here!"

  A cold voice asked, a hint of natural and effortless dominance flashed across his eyebrows.

  Ye Jinghuan's eyes trembled slightly, then she suppressed her emotions and smiled seductively, opening her red lips, her voice was enchanting: "Don't mind if I kiss you once!"

  Kiss?

  The man gazed at the girl in front of him with a flushed face, that red glow was quite abnormal. It seemed her body temperature was also higher than usual, as if she had been...

  It's done!

  An idea flashed through his mind, and at the same time, the door beside him suddenly opened.

  "Mr. Lu, you..." The stout middle-aged man pulled out a 17 or 18-year-old girl, his face full of flattering smiles. But when his gaze swept towards the beautiful woman being held down by the man, he couldn't help but flash a glance, yet seemed as if nothing was amiss and exchanged pleasantries with him, pushing the girl in his hand towards him: "Mr. Lu, this is my daughter..."

  "Fan Dong, I forgot to introduce you, this is my girlfriend."

  The man took advantage of the situation and put his arm around Ye Jinghua, smiling calmly and introducing her to the middle-aged person with a serious expression.

  Ye Jinghua didn't know if it was because of the wine, but her head felt a bit dizzy. After hearing what the man said, she still struggled to deny it slightly.

  At this time, the man slightly leaned in, his low, intoxicating voice entering her ear: "Listen, let you have a good kiss!"