"Sir, there are so many women in the world, why hang yourself on one tree? How about having a drink with me, and we find a quiet place to chat?"
Shu Kaiqi knew the woman's intentions well, and being slightly germophobic, he avoided her as if evading a venomous snake.
The strong scent of her perfume filled his nostrils, making him frown even more. His deep black eyes were exceptionally cold, causing the woman to shiver and instinctively take a step back.
"I'll say it again, get lost!"
A trace of fear flashed in the woman's eyes. She cursed under her breath and, swaying her hips, walked away with her drink.
Shu Kaiqi ordered another drink, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp.
Paid the bill, he turned around, ready to leave.
But at that moment, he suddenly heard a familiar yet surprised voice.
"Kaiqi?"
