“Yes!” This sentence made Yang Pinlun’s heart bloom with joy, striking right at his core.
“This is what I deserve.”
“Of course.” There were many ways of doing business, and whether by exploiting weaknesses or catering to preferences, finding the right approach had always been Xia Xi’s unbeatable strategy.
“I’ll head back now, waiting for good news,” Yang Pinlun couldn’t sit still, nodded to Xia Xi, and left in a hurry.
“Manager Yang, take care,” her mood was truly great! So great that she could already imagine Chen Adou’s frustrated and pale face. “Could you please give me a Black Russian.” She smiled and spoke to the bartender. “Drinking in the afternoon, is that okay?” A low and smooth male voice suddenly sounded near Xia Xi’s ear, as if she could still feel his hot breath, startling her greatly. “It’s you again!” Covering her chest, Xia Xi frowned, having almost jumped in fright. Giving the bartender a subtle signal not to greet him, Lu Ziyi leisurely sat down beside her. “Am I not good?” he asked with a smile. “I didn’t say you weren’t good, I just… just was very surprised.” Then she narrowed her eyes, “How could it be such a coincidence? You’re not following me, are you?”
Just now, he had discovered that the woman he was extremely interested in was at the bar of the restaurant he managed, of course he had to come downstairs to take a look! But it was strange, he rarely came to inspect the restaurant, and on this rare occasion he actually met her – what a coincidence! “Guess,” he smiled. “…” “Guess!” Xia Xi suddenly fell silent. Her heart, shocked earlier, was still racing, unable to distinguish whether it was from the fright or his appearance.
At this thought, Xia Xi couldn’t help but carefully look him over again. Okay! She once again admitted that this man named Ziyi was truly to her taste, simply her fatal weakness. “I won’t guess.”
