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Chapter 127

"Choose! Truth or dare?"

Zhang Xiya, in a drunken state, slammed the table with a bold gesture and exclaimed, "Dare!"

Meng Yuanjie, already feeling the effects of the alcohol, shook his head and suggested, "Then go... and confess to the person at the next table! And ask for their contact information..."

Li Zhen sat there with a cheerful smile on her fair face, her complexion tinged with the haze of alcohol.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, she took out her phone and scrolled through her chat history with Lu Yanming.

He must be upset today.

Should she say something to him?

What if he gets so angry that he doesn't let her come back to the Huayang Mingmen tonight?

Li Zhen had consumed quite a bit of alcohol, her mind was muddled, and she couldn't think clearly.

"Not a big deal..." Zhang Xiya got up unsteadily and stumbled over to the adjacent table.

One of the young men at the table had delicate features and hadn't had much to drink.

When he heard someone approaching, he smiled and looked at Zhang Xiya.

"Young man, I..."

"I overheard what you guys were saying." The young man smiled and took out his phone, showing his WeChat QR code.

"Sure, young man, you seem decent!" Zhang Xiya chuckled, but she didn't add him as a friend.

The task was to confess and strike up a conversation, not necessarily to add each other.

Zhang Xiya returned to the booth.

But to her surprise, the young man followed her back.

The young man took out his phone, his face flushed from not drinking, and held the QR code up to Li Zhen. "Hello, may I... add you on WeChat?"

Zhang Xiya and the others laughed on the sidelines.

Li Zhen's mind was foggy, and for a moment, she didn't react. She just stared blankly at the young man, blinked her beautiful eyes gently.

In the next second, a tall figure stood in front of the young man.

"Kid."

"Don't touch someone else's flower when it already has an owner."

The voice was deep and cold, radiating an intimidating aura.

The young man looked up and saw a man in a well-tailored suit with striking features.

He appeared to be around thirty years old, exuding an air of success. The watch on his wrist was so expensive it left people speechless.

The rival's presence was overpowering, and the young man's aura instantly wilted. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After speaking, he hurriedly returned to his seat.

"Mr. Lu."

Everyone in the booth greeted Lu Yanming in unison.

Zhang Xiya, Meng Yuanjie, and Li Zhen exchanged glances, and the atmosphere became awkward.

They never expected that their boss would show up here.

Lu Yanming nodded to everyone and sat down next to Li Zhen. "Carry on, everyone. Don't mind me, I'll just sit here and wait for Zhen Zhen."

Lu Yanming was tall with long legs, and the booth was not very spacious.

As soon as he sat down, his leg almost touched Li Zhen's.

Li Zhen felt stiff all over.

Qiao Yi was the first to react. "Alright, Mr. Lu, please have a seat!"

For the first few minutes, everyone was a bit tense, but Lu Yanming simply sat quietly, his powerful presence reined in.

Before long, the group of people who had been drinking started to loosen up.

The more they drank, the livelier they became.

The table was already filled with bottles of alcohol.

The bar was bustling with people, and amidst the excitement, Li Zhen took the opportunity to turn and look at the person beside her, whispering, "Mr. Lu, why did you come?"

Li Zhen's face was flushed from the effects of alcohol.

As she spoke, her whole body swayed, and her head almost leaned on Lu Yanming's shoulder.

"Just passing by," Lu Yanming lifted his eyes and looked back at her.

She stared directly at him, her gaze unwavering, blinking slowly as if unable to focus.

It seemed she was quite intoxicated.

Li Zhen gave him a look as if to say, "Do you think I believe you?"

After a two-second silence, Li Zhen tilted her head back and asked tentatively, "Are you still angry?"

"I'm still angry," Lu Yanming replied seriously.

Li Zhen: ...

He's still angry and came to the bar to find her?

What kind of anger is this?

Li Zhen couldn't understand, so she sullenly stopped talking.

Zhang Xiya rolled up her sleeves, looking like a drunken hooligan. "Little Zhen Zhen, drink up! The alcohol is waiting to raise fish!"

Meng Yuanjie also unsteadily picked up a glass. "Come on, Li Zhen, let's toast..."

Just as Li Zhen was about to pick up her glass, Lu Yanming had already taken it first.

"Zhen Zhen is drunk, I'll drink for her," Lu Yanming downed the drink in one gulp, his Adam's apple rolling.

Zhang Xiya placed the glass on the table with a loud thud. "Who are you? What right do you have to drink for our little Zhen Zhen?"

Qiao Yi: ...

Meng Yuanjie: ...

Li Zhen: ...

Meng Yuanjie stood up abruptly, covering Zhang Xiya's mouth. "You, you idiot, this is Mr. Lu!"

"Mr. Lu... Who is Mr. Lu..." Zhang Xiya, drunk and with great strength, pushed Meng Yuanjie's hand away. "Oh, I remember... Our five-second heartthrob..."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Zhang Xiya squeezed herself between Li Zhen and Lu Yanming, her eyes glancing at Lu Yanming's chest. "Five-second heartthrob, your... your pectoral muscles are quite big!"

As she spoke, Zhang Xiya reached out and touched Lu Yanming's chest like an old man strolling through a brothel!

Li Zhen felt dizzy, watching Zhang Xiya's actions.

Meng Yuanjie and Qiao Yi were dumbfounded!

The alcohol instantly sobered them up!

Oh my god!

Zhang Xiya must not want to live anymore!

When Zhang Xiya was just a centimeter away from touching Lu Yanming, Meng Yuanjie grabbed her wrist and pulled her away from the two of them.

Zhang Xiya struggled in Meng Yuanjie's arms. "What are you doing! Stingy, can't even let me touch once!"

Her mouth didn't stop at all.

"Little Zhen Zhen, did you really sleep with Mr. Lu... hiccup... share your experience... hiccup..."

"Is it really five seconds? Give me a definite answer... hiccup..."

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Sharing the experience right in front of Mr. Lu?

And unfortunately, Li Zhen's mind was completely frozen, nodding in agreement. "Not five seconds, it can last a whole night..."

"Zhen Zhen..." Lu Yanming chuckled softly, interrupting warmly, "If you want to share my experience, can you do it when I'm not present?"

As soon as Lu Yanming finished speaking, Zhang Xiya's face came close to the two of them. "Silly child, gossip loses its meaning when spoken in front of the person involved."

Li Zhen nodded dazedly, "You're right, you're absolutely right!"

Qiao Yi: ...

Meng Yuanjie: ...

These two people!

Zhang Xiya picked up a wine bottle

And thrust it near Lu Yanming's mouth.

"Come on, Five-Second Heartthrob, here's your chance to speak for yourself..."

Qiao Yi couldn't bear to watch and hurriedly pulled Zhang Xiya along with Meng Yuanjie as they walked outside. "Mr. Lu, Xiya is a bit drunk today, please don't mind! We'll take her home first. Could you help and take Zhen Zhen home too?"

Lu Yanming nodded.

After they left, Lu Yanming stood up and looked up at the person sitting there, swaying and tilting. He bent down and effortlessly lifted Li Zhen up.

Normally, when someone was princess-carried and lifted off the ground, they would be nervous and hold on tight to the person carrying them. But Li Zhen was already quite drunk.

As they soared into the air, Li Zhen exclaimed, "Woo-hoo, takeoff!"

A slight smile tugged at the corner of Lu Yanming's lips as he chuckled and sighed.