Sure enough, not long after Lan Zixuan sat down, a man wearing a black shirt sat next to her.
"Beauty, are you alone? Can I buy you a drink?"
Lan Zixuan glanced over at Jiang Xiaobai, revealing a barely noticeable expression of satisfaction; someone approached her before Jiang Xiaobai could.
"Handsome, are you trying to get me drunk?"
The man wearing the flashy black shirt was quite good-looking, with dark skin but well-defined, chiseled features, and a small tuft of beard on his chin, which made him look very manly.
In this bar, this man was indeed considered quite superior. Although he wore a shirt, it was a well-cut slim-fit shirt, revealing that he had a muscular physique.
"Beauty, alcohol is just a tool to enhance the atmosphere. If you don't like to drink, you can choose not to. I absolutely won't force you to do anything, and if you don't like me drinking, I can refrain too," the man smiled slightly.
