Chapter 002: [Give Money] (This chapter is free)

Upon hearing the praise, Qiangwei's face turned slightly red, and she bit her plump lips, saying with a tone of self-pity, "What good is being pretty? You only come to see me once in a while, and even on my birthday, you come so late."

Facing the alluring woman before him, Yang Chen felt a surge of desire. Especially when she looked at him with her soul-stirring eyes, showing no sign of rejection. However, he quickly suppressed his agitation and smiled calmly, "I don't drink, and I'm not good at making women happy with words. Besides, I'm always manning my stall, so I really don't have much time."

Qiangwei glared at Yang Chen with a hint of resentment, "Don't talk nonsense to me. You're always manning your stall. What's so great about a lousy kebab stand? You work yourself to death and don't even make much money. If you really want to earn money so badly, come be my nanny. I'll pay you a hundred times more than what you make from selling kebabs!"

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "Qiangwei, do you know any men who work as nannies?"

"How many times do I have to tell you, call me Qiangwei, not 'sister.' Do I look old to you?" Qiangwei glared at Yang Chen, pouting slightly.

Yang Chen had to give in, "Alright, Qiangwei, I'm wrong. I just really like my current life and don't plan to change jobs for now."

Qiangwei persisted, "If you won't be my nanny, how about being my bodyguard? Or come work as a manager at the bar. I only manage occasionally, and I usually leave it to others."

Hearing this, Yang Chen felt a bit moved. He knew the woman genuinely cared about him, but he had his own stance. From the first day he met Qiangwei, he decided not to get too close to her.

"Forget it, Qiangwei. I think selling kebabs is fine. There are many good people at the market." Yang Chen lowered his head to drink water, unwilling to discuss the topic further.

Seeing Yang Chen's stubbornness, Qiangwei scowled and almost whispered, "It would be better if you were my man..."

She didn't realize that Yang Chen heard her clearly, but he pretended not to hear.

Although Qiangwei's face and figure exuded an irresistible charm even in the dim light of the bar, no one dared to linger when they saw her. Some new customers would ask who she was, and the answer was always the same: "Drink your drink, don't ask for trouble."

Feeling somewhat defeated, Qiangwei walked around to the bar, sat next to Yang Chen, and poured herself a glass of whiskey, then poured one for him. She gave him a playful glare, "Old workhorse, I know you're stubborn. But since it's my birthday, can you make an exception and have a drink with me?"

Yang Chen hesitated. He wasn't actually bad at drinking, but alcohol always made his thoughts chaotic, and he didn't want to recall too many things. He needed to stay calm, and for him, alcohol was like poison...

"Alright, but just one glass." Feeling a bit guilty, Yang Chen didn't want to disappoint Qiangwei, so he finally agreed, hoping that such a small glass wouldn't have any effect.

Qiangwei indeed smiled happily. Her smile, like the first clear day after a snowstorm, made her face glow with an ivory-like luster in the dim light, causing Yang Chen's heart to skip a beat.

"Cheers."

After the glasses clinked, Yang Chen lifted his head and drank the cold liquid without hesitation.

Qiangwei giggled and suddenly leaned forward, pressing against Yang Chen's chest, her breath sweet and fragrant, "Do you know, I haven't celebrated my birthday for almost ten years. No cake, no candles, no gifts, no party... But having you, this unromantic man, drink with me, I feel very content..."

From any angle, the woman's figure was so full and tempting. At that moment, Yang Chen clearly felt the soft, elastic flesh pressing against his thighs, the sensation bringing a stimulating pleasure.

Lowering his head slightly, he could see the white, porcelain-like skin peeking out from the slit of her qipao, her shapely legs ending in a pair of bright red high heels. The intense visual impact strongly aroused Yang Chen's male hormones.

When a man sees a woman, the immediate reaction of hormones and adrenaline is the most direct evaluation of the woman, and clearly, Qiangwei scored very high.

Just as Yang Chen was trying to suppress his reaction, Qiangwei finally sat up straight and gave him a sly smile, like a fox who had succeeded in her plan, "Alright, my little man, it seems you have quite a bit of capital..."

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, knowing exactly what Qiangwei meant. This woman had been observing him even as she got close.

"I see you can't sit still anymore. I'll go entertain the guests. If you really don't want to stay, you can leave." Qiangwei left the seat gracefully and walked over to the guests.

The guests in the bar knew the owner was alluring and charming, but no one dared to act out of line. It was well-known that this woman had a complicated background, so when Qiangwei went to greet the guests, she did so with ease.

In fact, although Qiangwei's face was full of warm smiles, her extraordinary aura was enough to make most men feel intimidated, thinking they could only admire from a distance. So, no one dared to make a fool of themselves.

Seeing Qiangwei walk away, Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and mocked himself. In the past six months since returning to this land, he seemed to have changed a lot. If it were before, he wouldn't have let a woman like Qiangwei, who was so alluring and interested in him, get away. He would have thrown her on the bed and left afterward without a second thought. But now, he couldn't, especially since Qiangwei was the first woman he considered a friend in Zhonghai, and she was important to him.

Although he had only had a small glass, the alcohol was already starting to affect his brain. Yang Chen felt his desire to drink being aroused, but he didn't dare to overindulge. The pain of drinking and overthinking was something only he knew.

After drinking a glass of water, Yang Chen quietly left the ROSE bar. As he left, a hint of disappointment flashed in Qiangwei's eyes, who had been silently watching him.

After leaving the bar, Yang Chen observed his surroundings and then walked into a nearby small bar. High-end bars had more prey, but Yang Chen didn't have enough money to pay for them.

If he wanted to live a normal life, he had to pay for the services.

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