Chapter 37

When Yang Mo heard Jin Taehyung's words, he immediately became interested and said, "I'm in New York too. Where are you?"

"Madison Square Garden, there's a fashion show here."

"Are you free tonight?" Yang Mo couldn't help but extend an invitation: "Can I have dinner with you, beautiful lady?"

"I'll think about it." Jin Taehyung deliberately acted coy and then said, "I'll call you tonight."

"Okay." Yang Mo nodded and hung up the phone.

As soon as Yang Mo hung up, two figures darted out from behind him, and a pretentious voice said, "Can I have dinner with you, beautiful lady! After dinner, I also want to go to a hotel with you to explore the relationship between men and women... ha ha!"

Yang Mo immediately knew it was Westbrook and Eric Gordon without even guessing. Only they would joke with him like this, and only they would be so bored.

"Hey, Yang, don't you have a girlfriend?" Gordon said with an innocent look.

Slap!

Westbrook reached out and slapped his forehead, "Hey, boy, don't you know that a proper one-night stand can promote the harmony between men and women?"

After lecturing Gordon, Westbrook came up with a mischievous smile and said, "Yang, can you introduce me to some Chinese girls? I love Eastern women the most."

"Go to hell. Last time I heard you on the phone, your son was almost born. Why are you still looking for Chinese women? I can't even find Chinese women myself." Yang Mo said irritably, "Now, in China, it's a feminist society."

"Then where do you find women?" Gordon asked innocently.

"Korea." Yang Mo raised his eyebrows and said "Korea!" with emphasis.

"Tsk tsk!" Westbrook rubbed his hands excitedly, "Yang, can you take me there tonight?"

"Not tonight. I'm going on a date alone. Why would I bring you along?"

"Alright, don't forget to invite me to the next Korea party." Westbrook's voice couldn't hide his disappointment; he was a complete lecher.

"By the way, is it okay if I don't stay at the hotel tonight?" Yang Mo asked with some concern. When he came here, the league's top management had issued a curfew.

"Don't worry, no one will check your room. Unless something big happens, but nothing big will happen." Eric Gordon patted his chest; he had sneaked out last night, and no one knew.

"Then I'm relieved." Yang Mo sighed in relief and asked, "By the way, who has a car? Can I borrow it? Taking a taxi would be embarrassing."

"Here!" Westbrook pulled out a Porsche key from his pocket and threw it to Yang Mo, "I'll give you this car. I'm planning to get a new one anyway."

"Porsche, you're giving it to me?" Yang Mo was a bit taken aback. His impression was still from back home, where a Porsche was a luxury car worth millions. He didn't know that this car cost only $60,000 in the U.S., and Westbrook had bought it used for about $30,000.

With Westbrook's sponsorship and his NBA contract, he was already a millionaire, so this amount of money was nothing to him.

"Yep, I'm giving it to you." Westbrook waved his hand, his casual demeanor exuding a sense of generosity.

"You're too good." Yang Mo patted Westbrook's shoulder, truly moved. The black guy was very loyal, even if a bit dim-witted, but sincere.

"Alright, go on. I'm going to call a pink lady with Eric, ha ha!" Westbrook let out a strange laugh and led Eric Gordon to the other end of the stairs.

Yang Mo turned back to his room and took a thorough shower. He estimated that if nothing went wrong tonight, he had to win Jin Taehyung over.

As the city lights came on, Yang Mo immediately called Jin Taehyung. Jin Taehyung had just finished the fashion show and returned to her place, so she gave Yang Mo the address and asked him to come over.

Yang Mo was extremely excited, and the six-pointed star on his chest glowed brightly.

Inviting me to her place, what is she hinting at?

Excited, Yang Mo quickly drove to a nearby adult store and bought a box of condoms and a vibrator. For the first time in bed, he had to give her a memorable experience.

After buying the items, Yang Mo quickly headed to Jin Taehyung's place. He couldn't hide his excitement as he started to imagine the scene in his head: should he pin her against the wall and kiss her as soon as he entered? Or should they enjoy a romantic candlelit dinner and then have a harmonious night together?

If his friends like Monkey knew Yang Mo's current state, they would be very surprised because the old Yang Mo was not at all lustful and was extremely devoted.

Now, he had changed, and it was unclear whether it was due to Yan Li's hurt, Zhou Wenhai's humiliation, or the aftereffects of the six-pointed star mission. Maybe it was a combination of all these factors!

How to handle emotions, everyone has their own way. As long as they are happy, it's fine.

Soon, he arrived at Jin Taehyung's place, a small villa in the suburbs, a wealthy area. In this regard, the U.S. and China were different; in the U.S., the rich lived in the suburbs, while in China, they lived in the city center.

After getting out of the car, Yang Mo felt a bit dry-mouthed. He pinched the condoms in his pocket to boost his courage and walked up to knock on the door!

At the moment of knocking, he was still hesitating whether to pin Jin Taehyung against the wall and kiss her to show his masculine charm and conquer her.

The door opened quickly.

The moment the door opened, Yang Mo decided to pin her against the wall and kiss her.

However, when he was about to act, he realized that the person who opened the door was not Jin Taehyung but another very beautiful long-haired woman.

"May I ask, are you...?" she said in Korean-accented English.

"Oh, Jin Taehyung called me over." Yang Mo said awkwardly, almost pinning this little beauty against the wall and kissing her.

"Taehyung-ssi, someone is looking for you." The little beauty turned and called out.

Soon, Jin Taehyung, wearing an apron and holding a ladle, came over and greeted him warmly, "Yang Mo, come in quickly, everyone is waiting for you."

"Everyone?"

Yang Mo frowned and subconsciously followed the two women inside. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw eight long-legged beauties sprawled on the sofa. Including the one who opened the door, there were nine, plus Jin Taehyung, making ten in total.

Seeing this beautiful scene, Yang Mo's mind subconsciously recalled the classic line from Ip Man: "I want to fight ten!"

He then pinched the condoms in his pocket, realizing that a six-pack wouldn't be enough!

Yang Mo stood there, unsure how to greet the group of long-legged beauties. Jin Taehyung had already started introducing them, "Ladies, this is my good friend Yang Mo, a Chinese person. He is the eighth pick in this year's NBA draft."

"Mo, these nine are S.M. Entertainment's trainees... oh, no, they debuted last year. Their group is called Girls' Generation. They are going to Miami to record an album in a few days, and you were also selected by Miami. Please take good care of them!"

"Okay." Yang Mo nodded and walked up to shake hands with each of the beauties.

"Hello!"

"Hello, oppa, I'm Taeyeon."

"Hello, I'm Jessica."

"I'm..."

"..."

Shaking hands with each of them felt like a leader inspecting work.

Moreover, in a room full of women, Yang Mo was the only man, and he felt extremely awkward. He thought he was coming for a private date, but Jin Taehyung had brought nine others, making it a "I want to fight ten" situation.

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