"Zhao Taixui?" Ye Guichen heard the name and couldn't help but show a look of interest. "Who is that?"

The girl pursed her lips and pointed to the wine glass in front of Ye Guichen. "Drink a toast with me, and I'll tell you."

"Haha, since you won't say, I'll ask myself." Ye Guichen stood up and walked towards the red-skirted woman.

The girl stared in disbelief, then her expression changed dramatically. "Hey, are you looking for trouble!"

However, Ye Guichen kept walking.

The girl stomped her foot in anger, turned around, and quickly returned to her original seat, looking very upset.

"Feifei, what's wrong? He ignored you?"

"Haha, didn't you say you were the Invincible Little Demon Fairy? Can't even hook a handsome guy, what kind of invincible fairy are you?"

"Come, hand over the keys to that Porsche you just bought."

A young man about the same age as the girl gestured to her, looking smug.

"Gao Feng, don't get too cocky!" The girl named Feifei turned pale with anger, took out a brand new key from her bag, and threw it to the young man.

The girl was named Wang Feifei. Her father was also a small-time boss in Jinling.

She had just bought a sports car a couple of days ago and hadn't had time to register it, but the boy named Gao Feng had taken a liking to it.

They usually hung out together, either drinking or betting.

Ten minutes ago, Ye Guichen walked into the bar.

They immediately focused their attention on Ye Guichen.

Gao Feng proposed a bet. If Wang Feifei could drink a toast with Ye Guichen, he would give her the car.

Otherwise, Wang Feifei would give her car to Gao Feng.

Thinking she was good-looking and seeing an opportunity for a free sports car, Wang Feifei agreed without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Ye Guichen wouldn't play along.

Soon, a crafty look flashed in Wang Feifei's eyes.

"Gao Feng, don't celebrate too early." Wang Feifei gestured towards the already standing Ye Guichen. "Let's make another bet. I bet he'll be thrown out within three minutes. Dare to take this bet?"

Gao Feng's gaze hadn't left Ye Guichen either. Seeing Ye Guichen daring to approach the red-skirted woman, he smirked. "Heh, Feifei, this bet is boring. I bet he won't last even two minutes. Why don't we bet on how many legs he'll break?"

As he spoke, Gao Feng extended three fingers. "You say he'll break one leg, but I think all three legs will be shattered."

"Three legs?"

Everyone was stunned.

There were clearly only two legs, where did the third come from?

Gao Feng gave a lewd smile. "Heh, the third leg is a man's thing."

"Gao Feng, you're disgusting!"

"Shameless!"

With Gao Feng's reminder, everyone burst into laughter.

Gao Feng laughed heartily. "Feifei, what do you say? Dare to bet?"

Wang Feifei bit her lip and hesitated for a moment. "Why wouldn't I dare? Hmph, if he gets two legs broken and I win, you give me my car back."

"No problem." Gao Feng snapped his fingers and licked his lips at Wang Feifei. "But if you lose, you spend tonight with me, how about that?"

"You..." Wang Feifei, although often bold and dressed in a non-mainstream fashion, knew about the affairs between men and women but had never slept with a man.

She knew Gao Feng wanted to sleep with her, but she believed her first time should be with someone she loved.

However, to win back her new car, Wang Feifei agreed. "Okay, it's a deal! Hmph, what's sleeping together? It won't cost me anything!"

"Haha, haha, great, that's bold!" Gao Feng laughed triumphantly, feeling as if he'd already conquered Wang Feifei.

At this moment, Ye Guichen approached the red-skirted woman.

The red-skirted woman seemed a bit desolate, drinking one glass after another.

Her movements were elegant, like a caged canary.

She lacked for nothing material, but her eyes were filled with unspoken loneliness.

Every time she finished a glass, a waiter would promptly refill it with the same wine.

The wine was as red as a rose, matching the red-skirted woman's seductive outfit.

Seeing Ye Guichen approaching with a glass, almost everyone in the bar was drawn to him.

Except for the noisy music, no one else spoke, everyone looked at Ye Guichen in disbelief, wondering where this fool who dared approach the red-skirted woman had come from.

Even the bartenders and waiters behind the bar were shocked.

Seemingly sensing someone behind her, the red-skirted woman turned slightly.

A flawless, red-lipped face came into Ye Guichen's view.

"May I have the honor of sharing a drink with you?" Ye Guichen raised his glass, gentle and courteous, smiling.

However, everyone felt this would be Ye Guichen's last smile.

The red-skirted woman was also surprised.

She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ye Guichen as if he were already dead, her lips parted and her voice melodious as she lightly shook her head. "I don't drink with dead men."

"Oh?" Ye Guichen smiled. "What do you mean?"

"Haha."

The woman laughed without answering.

Moments later, Ye Guichen finally understood.

Out of nowhere, fifteen men appeared, each holding clubs and looking fierce.

Without a word, they began attacking Ye Guichen.

Each strike carried intense killing intent, clearly aiming to leave Ye Guichen no chance of survival.

The red-skirted woman seemed used to such scenes and lightly shook her head, her face showing no emotion.

Then she stood up and walked towards the stairs.

She was tired of the violence.

The man known as Zhao Taixui considered her his personal property.

Any man who spoke to her either had their tongue cut out or their eyes gouged.

So far, she had lost count of how many men had died for a moment of lust.

But she was merely a woman and knew she could do nothing, so she chose not to look at those men risking their lives.

Her lonely back made everyone in the bar crave her.

No man dared to look her way.

They didn't want to follow Ye Guichen's down the same path.

Just as the red-skirted woman was about to step onto the first stair to the second floor, the bar echoed with the sounds of fierce fighting.

Screams filled the air.

Quickly followed by gasps.

In just a few seconds, the fighting stopped.

The red-skirted woman shook her head lightly, murmuring to herself, "Another reckless pretty boy, didn't even last a few seconds."

She felt a bit regretful.

Such a young man, even if he survived, his life would be ruined.

Just as she placed her left foot on the first stair, a calm voice spoke behind her, "Miss, care to join me for a drink now?"

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