Night, bar.
"Handsome, are you alone?"
Ji Changqing couldn't count how many women had hit on him tonight; at first, he politely refused, but now...
He drank his own alcohol, pretending not to hear.
The woman wasn't discouraged and sat down beside him, leaning over, "Handsome, won't you buy me a drink?"
The strong scent of perfume made Ji Changqing involuntarily frown. He got up, stepped off the high stool, raised his glass to the bartender, "This kind of drink, please send a bottle over."
The bartender, "Okay."
Then Ji Changqing turned and walked towards a quiet corner of the bar.
The woman who had been hitting on him watched with regret as a prime-quality man walked away, let out a sigh, and then went in search of her next target.
Ji Changqing had just sat down in the booth when he heard a delicate reprimand from the next booth, "Don't touch me, go away!"
"Little sister, don't be afraid, brother will take you home."
"I told you, don't touch me, take your hands off!"
