Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Since you are Brother Zhiyuan’s friend, you’re my friend too. May I have your name? From the way you carry yourself, you must come from a wealthy family, right?”
Ye Zhiyuan frowned as his last sentence revealed his motive.
Mu Xiaoxiao leaned back against the sofa as she looked at the person with a faint smile on her dainty face.
“How is it any of your concern who I am?”
The man’s smile stiffened. As if to conceal it, he smiled and lightly slapped his face.
“I spoke out of line. It’s my fault. I’ll punish myself!”
Then he raised his hand and called for the waiter, “Give me a bottle of liquor and three glasses.”
Ye Zhiyuan knew what he was up to. “No need. Just a glass will do.”
The waiter looked at the two of them and stepped back. Shortly, he served them a bottle of liquor and a glass.
The man poured a glass, made a toasting gesture to Mu Xiaoxiao before he tilted his head back and finished the glass. He drank several glasses consecutively.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t understand what was happening. What was wrong with this person? Why did he start drinking for no reason?
Who asked him to punish himself with three glasses?
What a nutcase!
After the man finished drinking, he lowered his glass and looked at Ye Zhiyuan. “Brother Zhiyuan, you don’t know how enviable you are. You don’t have to do anything and you’re already the headliner in the salon, unlike us who have to toil every day. ”
As he talked, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao with a pitiable expression.
Mu Xiaoxiao gave a dumbstruck expression. Was he drunk or something?
She was getting goosebumps with the way he was looking at her.
The man continued to say sorrowfully, “How I wish I could be like Brother Zhiyuan, to have just one person he could depend on. He doesn’t have to worry about anything else, except to serve his one person properly.”
With that said, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao again. She instinctively went to hide by Ye Zhiyuan. The way he was looking at her scared her.
She asked softly, “Is he drunk?”
“No,” Ye Zhiyuan said. “You can ignore him. I’ll foot the bill later.”
“Ah?” Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t get him.
Ye Zhiyuan watched as that man called the waiter to bring more liquor and continued drinking. His expression remained unchanged. Though the man was still spouting nonsense, he didn’t seem drunk.
He whispered to Mu Xiaoxiao, “What he’s doing is freeloading on your kindness. All that alcohol he ordered? It will be on your tab and he’ll get a cut out of it.”
Usually, prostitutes would use these types of methods to earn some commission.
“Oh~ I see.” Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, watching as the man continued to drink and kept on talking about how miserable he was. “I’ll foot the bill. I pity him.”
“No. You-”
Mu Xiaoxiao waved him off to stop him from continuing. Then she said to the man, “Stop drinking. I’ll pay for you.”
The man froze mid drink. He looked stumped and excited at the same time. “Really? You’re gonna pay for me?”
“Yes, yes, yes, so stop drinking.” Mu Xiaoxiao really couldn’t stand seeing anyone torturing themselves.
Seeing that Ye Zhiyuan still wanted to say something, Mu Xiaoxiao spoke first. “Are there others who are not sleeping? Tell them all to come! I want them all!”
How bold!
