As soon as Yin He left, a disgusting hand touched her. Long Linger turned angrily and saw a foreigner with blue eyes and a full beard leering at her, his hairy hand shamelessly kneading her buttocks. She felt sick to her stomach! She really wanted to smash the wine glass onto that filthy fat face.
That damn pervert, daring to take advantage of her in public.
If it were in any other situation, she would have kicked this damn man away by now. But now she couldn't, she had a mission, acting rashly would only expose her objective. She continued to deal with him with a fake smile, but the more she evaded, the more shameless his big hand became. Just as she was about to explode, a cold voice line with a hint of restrained anger came from behind her.
"Mr. Wick, this is not a bar, show some respect! Or get out!"
The hand quickly withdrew fearfully, "Sorry, Your Excellency the President, I thought she... alright, I won't offend again."
