Chapter 1363 - 1360: Deliberately Bumping in to Strike Up a Conversation

Chapter 1363: Chapter 1360: Deliberately Bumping in to Strike Up a Conversation

Only to see Zhou Yanhong looking left and right at wave after wave of people, with keen eyes like an owl, scanning through almost in slices, yet not finding the person she was looking for.

From time to time, a few fashionably dressed young men noticed her prey-like appearance and deliberately bumped over to strike up a conversation.

"Wow! Where did this beauty come from? Looking for your brother?" A young man with dyed red hair approached, a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, leisurely puffing away.

Zhou Yanhong looked through this man’s face, her gaze skewed to a short distance behind him—wasn’t that the person she was looking for? That person was lounging at a bar, drinking elegantly. A cascade of light blond hair draped partially over the back of a strong-textured black shirt, making him appear extremely sexy.

As Zhou Yanhong was about to bypass this person, unexpectedly, the red-haired youth, like a rogue, moved closer, not only blocking her line of sight but also crowding her step by step.

Zhou Yanhong sneered coldly in her heart and immediately took out a few banknotes from the leather bag casually slung over her arm. The next second, she slapped them onto the youth’s face.

"Move, quickly! These are for you to buy drinks." Her voice was crisp and sharp, tinged with arrogance and disdain. The other party’s eyes instantly lit up with green, not expecting to hit upon a wealthy woman. He immediately beamed as he held onto the US Dollars stuck to his face, feeling elated inside, his body momentarily frozen on the spot. Zhou Yanhong didn’t bother with him, promptly shoving the youth aside as she rushed towards her target.

Hey!

Where is he?

In that moment, the guy had disappeared again, damn!

Just as Zhou Yanhong was stunned in place, a hand tapped her shoulder from behind. A light and restless male voice followed.

"Miss, are you looking for our Boss?"

Zhou Yanhong reflexively turned around, saw before her a young man with a buzz cut and a casual demeanor wearing a floral T-shirt, looking quite young; his gold accessories were dazzling, like a lackey.

Zhou Yanhong studied the person in front of her, pondering for a moment.

"Your Boss is?" Zhou Yanhong questioned with confusion.

The boy’s expression was indifferent, chewing gum, with hands in his pant pockets, his face tilted, and he pointed diagonally upward with his finger.

Zhou Yanhong glanced in the direction of his finger and indeed saw... On the second floor, a long-haired figure was leaning against the luxurious golden railing, turning his face around, holding a bottle, and glancing downward, seemingly staring in her direction, his handsome face showing an elegant smile as he toasted her with the bottle before pouring the drink into his mouth. Afterwards, he put it down and walked away.

"Miss, this way please." The young man said teasingly, then shrugged nonchalantly. Zhou Yanhong walked behind him without saying a word.

...

On the second floor, it’s slightly quieter than the first, but still filled with young men and women dressed in various fashions, sweating profusely as they twist their alluring bodies and hips energetically. In the center of the stage, a dancer in a witch mask wearing a golden bikini was dance wildly.

On a relatively quiet booth, Zhou Yanhong clearly saw the man leaning on the sofa lounge with his eyes closed, legs propped up on the coffee table opposite, beside him, a girl crouching to light his cigar.

"Boss, she’s here!" The buzz-cut youth said, sounding rather flattering.

Murong Jun slowly opened his eyes, and upon seeing Zhou Yanhong opposite him, his expression was indifferent.

He lightly raised his hand, signaling the youth to step back. Upon seeing the Boss’s signal, the youth acknowledged with a bow and turned to leave.

The crouching girl had already finished lighting the cigar, offering it with both hands over her head to Murong Jun. Only after he took it did she bow and step back.

With a casual gesture and movement, the Boss’s aura was played to the fullest.

Murong Jun, with three rings on his hand, held the cigar leisurely, taking a puff, brewing for a long time before slowly exhaling thin smoke, seemingly immersed in the scent of his cigar.

Zhou Yanhong watched him enjoying himself seemingly oblivious to the surroundings, she appeared to align with his demeanor, not hurriedly speaking, picking a single sofa chair opposite, sitting down with a proper posture, legs crossed, black silky stockings with silver stripes showcasing a sexy personality. Zhou Yanhong flicked her elegant curls, making an adjustment.

Looking at the noble and elegant demeanor opposite, really worthy of a wealthy family heiress, Murong Jun secretly admired.

"Miss Zhou, would you like a drink? Order freely, this round is on me." Murong Jun said casually. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

At these words, Zhou Yanhong felt slightly surprised.

"...Oh? You know me?" Zhou Yanhong countered, slightly raising her brows.

Murong Jun smiled, squinting his eyes; he picked up a clear and transparent empty glass, handling a luxuriously packaged bottle on the table.

"Bailey’s Irish Cream with a buttery flavor? How about this one, give it a try?" Murong Jun asked nonchalantly.

"Anything." Zhou Yanhong replied.

Swoosh~ Shortly, a gleaming yellow Bailey was placed in front of the beauty. "Thanks." Zhou Yanhong took it with her delicate fingers, but didn’t drink right away; instead, she leisurely swirled the glass, allowing the liquor inside to sweep and sway, releasing a richer aroma.

"I’m curious about how you know me." Zhou Yanhong asked, her eyes showing sharpness.

"You’re none other than the executive assistant of the university apartment, haha." Murong Jun said calmly, then exhaled smoke, revealing the key point, "What’s strange about that... There’s no one from Qiao Junlie’s side whom I don’t know." Following this, a light mischievous smile, "Miss Zhou, you followed me from the university apartment all the way here, surely not just to ask such a trivial question?"

Zhou Yanhong’s bright eyes flashed with clarity. She paused for a moment.

"What I want to know, I’ll find a way to know," Zhou Yanhong slowly spoke, her clear voice carrying a distinct calmness.

"Oh?!" Murong Jun seemed intrigued, thoughtfully looking at the overly competent heiress opposite, probing like a smiling tiger, "Then, Miss Zhou, what is it you’d like to know? If you need help from me, feel free to ask, I won’t refuse if I can assist."

The other party arrogantly raised her head, not responding immediately, taking a sip of the drink from her glass, letting it rest on her tongue for a taste.

"Indeed tender, flavorful, smooth and easy to drink, great liquor!" Zhou Yanhong praised, her lips slightly curled, plump and rosy, tinging her lips. Her exquisite face showed captivating allure.

Seeing this... Murong Jun couldn’t help but ponder for a moment.

"Miss Zhou is quite bold, not afraid I’ll drug it?" Murong Jun laughed maliciously.