Chapter 1675 - 1688: The Gorgeous CEO’s Dominance

Chapter 1675: Chapter 1688: The Gorgeous CEO’s Dominance

Fight, can’t fight! The two share a body, injuring her is equivalent to injuring Sophie. Insult, not on the mark! Before I can even say a word, she has already retorted ten, each logical and tantalizing, igniting a futile rage of frustration within me, desperately trying to act like a rogue, yet she possesses superpower, leaving me at a disadvantage and with a nose full of dust in the end.

In the end, it’s all bitter tears.

Lin Mu simply shut his mouth and focused on driving. From Yayuan Manor to the city center, the drive wasn’t far. When the two arrived at a bar, Wancheng’s nightlife was in full swing. The blaring heavy metal music and wildly dancing men and women pushed the atmosphere to peak again and again.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Mu shouted loudly, frowning.

This bar named "Wulong" was a mix of all sorts; its low grade populace was a motley crew. No sooner had Lin Mu entered, he saw groups of troublemakers being thrown out. Moreover, chaos surrounded the VIP area with a few delinquent-looking small ruffians, stealing the intoxication of the moment to jump up on tables, break into a strip dance.

"Don’t you find it lively here?"

Sophie watched the dancing small ruffians with great interest, without the slightest hint of shyness on her face.

This aspect, quite different from the beautiful CEO.

"Lively? More like a pit of filth!"

"Annoying, swearing again." Sophie glared at Lin Mu angrily, suddenly her eyes turned, as if thinking of something, she got up and approached Lin Mu, giggling coquettishly, "Lin Mu, are you good at fighting?"

"Why are you asking that?" Lin Mu rubbed his brow and casually replied.

"Oh come on, I’m just curious. Tell me." Sophie looped her arm around his, gently shaking it.

Lin Mu suddenly had a very bad premonition, immediately shook his head, "Not good, terribly bad, I can only compete with those disabled with missing limbs besides kids under seven and old men over eighty."

"You’re really boring." Sophie pouted, looking somewhat sulky.

Lin Mu shrugged, squinted his eyes, leaned back in the chair, "Haven’t said, after all, why bring me here?"

"Not doing anything, just want to drink."

"Really, just drink?"

"What else?"

Sophie snorted, annoyed, "Annoying guy, always thinks the worst of people, never trusts me."

"Trust you? What a joke, still haven’t lived enough."

Lin Mu muttered in his heart, just about to speak, Sophie had already beckoned over the waiter, "Two bottles of original strong vodka, a mint leaf, a big bucket of ice, hmm, what are you looking at, pay up quickly."

"You’re drinking vodka?" Lin Mu asked in surprise.

"Why not." Sophie snatched his wallet, flipped through it, and generously grabbed a wad of cash, tossed it onto the tray, "No change needed, the rest is your tip."

The waiter’s face flushed red, almost knelt down to kiss Sophie’s toes. You know, the things Sophie ordered were a bit over a thousand, yet she tossed out three to four thousand tip, such generous tipping almost equals the waiter’s monthly income, how can he not be excited?

Watching the endlessly grateful waiter scurry out, Lin Mu rolled his eyes in frustration, "Sister, not spending your own money, not heart wrenching, right? Only a tip, such an amount?"

"Humph, she can spend your money, I can’t? This is just a little, you’re really stingy."

Sophie lifted her chest confidently, leaving Lin Mu speechless for a while.

Very soon, the drinks arrived. This original Russian low-grade vodka is a high-end brand under vodka, its taste is delicate, with a smooth flavor carrying sweet traces of apricot, not overpowering. Sophie was obviously not drinking it for the first time. After adding mint and ice, she gently shook it twice and gulped down the liquid, the generous drinking style making Lin Mu look on in dread, "Drink slowly, what if you feel terrible tomorrow?"

"Are you worried about me, or her?" Sophie exhaled a long breath, a faint blush spreading over her cheeks.

This forty-degree low-grade liquor, women who can drink it in one go like her, are truly rare.

Lin Mu grabbed the wine glass unpleasantly, "Worried about you, isn’t that enough?"

"Liar, you’re clearly worried about her."

Sophie pouted, took back the glass, before Lin Mu could speak, she whispered, "Relax, your little treasure is a seasoned veteran, much more capable than you. She hasn’t really gotten drunk ever since turning eighteen. By the way, wanna know what she thinks of you, I can tell you for free!"

"Not interested!"

"Really?"

"...Alright, what does she think of me." Lin Mu gave up trying to grab the glass, sitting back down longingly. To be honest, he really cared about Sophie’s view of him deep down but never noticed due to his usual carefree manner. Now that her alternate persona casually brought it up, he immediately felt as if his heart was scratched by a cat’s paw, itching and uncomfortable.

"Haha, as for her view of you, actually...sorry, need to hit the restroom first, hang tight, I’ll be right back."

Sophie’s eyes suddenly shifted, she got up and hastily walked outside of the VIP area.

"What’s with that, leaving people hanging."

Lin Mu scratched his head, initially wanting to follow, but on second thought, the alternate persona isn’t a helpless beauty executive, if she truly exploded, he might need careful handling too. Instead of worrying about her, better pray no blind thugs show up tonight, otherwise... tsk tsk!

While drinking vodka, watching left and right, after idly watching two adult-rated scenes, Sophie finally returned. Sadly, just as Lin Mu geared up to resume the earlier topic, trouble tagged along too.

"Bro, it’s this woman who injured Ergou."

Lin Mu turned his head, saw a young man with a sharp face angrily approaching the VIP area, surrounded by seven or eight burly men. The leader stood excessively strong, nearly two meters tall, muscular strength well-defined like crafted from iron, just standing emanated a fierce aura enough to scare timid folks into a cold sweat.

"Miss, you know whose venue this is? You’re injuring people without reason, if you don’t explain yourself...huh!"

The big man’s arms folded, eyes gleaming coldly.

The young man’s "Ergou" was his own younger brother, now kicked and injured, unsure if it might affect certain abilities. The big man was already on the brink of rage, had Sophie not dressed uniquely, he might have swung down slaps viciously for revenge.