Chapter 110: Challenge the Weak Spot!
[Location: Dream Bar - Top Floor VIP Private Room]
"Young Master Shen!"
Inside the most exclusive and soundproofed VIP private room of Dream Bar, a group of people stood in respectful silence.
Han Qi, wearing the fearsome Bronze Dragon King mask that hid his face and his conflicted emotions, led the greeting. Behind him stood Situ Yueying, her brother Situ Yuehe, and many other trusted subordinates of the Dragon King Society.
As a formidable figure, the emperor of the Magic City's underworld, Han Qi remained composed on the surface. Even when offering his most loyal subordinate as a tribute, his posture was unwavering.
Aside from Liu Qingyue, his beloved wife who was the light of his life, there was nothing Han Qi wouldn't sacrifice for his ambition. Not his subordinates, not his dignity, not even his adoptive father, Tianfeng Ichiro!
"Little Han, you're too polite. Have a seat."
Shen Anyu sat on the central sofa, legs crossed, a glass of expensive cognac in his hand. He nodded with a relaxed smile, his gaze shifting past the masked man to the woman standing beside him.
Situ Yueying. The proprietress of Dream Bar. Han Qi's right-hand woman. And tonight, the offering.
Today, Situ Yueying was as beautiful as ever. She was enchanting and glamorous, exuding a feminine grace and boundless charm that few women could match.
She wore a soft, crimson red dress made of light, form-fitting silk that clung to her like a second skin. It perfectly accentuated her slender waist and the alluring curves of her hips.
Her neckline was slightly open, revealing her captivating, fair collarbone and the hint of the valley below. A single black pearl necklace rested against her pale skin, a stark contrast.
Below, a pair of delicate black stockings encased her shapely, long legs, which were poised in matching red high heels.
Judging by her figure alone, she was a ripe, exquisite beauty—a peach ready to be plucked.
Her face was flawless. A delicate, foxy, melon-seed-shaped face with slightly upturned eyes that exuded a unique and captivating charm, like a lazy cat stretching in the sun.
Shen Anyu had seen many top-tier goddesses in this life. Su Hongmian, the tsundere. Jiang Linlin, the pure flower. Qin Ningbing, the icy CEO. Each was outstanding.
However, Situ Yueying was particularly unique among them.
The mature femininity she exuded, the charm radiating from her very bones, was intoxicating. Compared to the pure and dainty charm of younger girls, she stirred a primal urge in men. An urge to conquer. An urge to become a 'Cao Thief' and steal what belonged to others.
At this moment, Shen Anyu felt as if he had merged with the spirit of Cao Cao from two thousand years ago, experiencing the heroic ambition of composing poetry while holding a spear and gazing upon the vast sea of conquest.
However...
Situ Yueying's usually flirtatious eyes were slightly dim. They were hazy and powerless, as if a pearl had been dulled by dust. They showed a hint of profound dejection that she tried to hide behind a professional smile.
"Yueying... don't you recognize me?"
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly at Situ Yueying like a long-lost dear friend.
"Greetings, Young Master Shen."
Situ Yueying sighed inwardly. Her long, charming, moon-like eyes gazed at Shen Anyu with a complex expression. She curtsied slightly, her voice soft and devoid of its usual spark.
Situ Yueying knew exactly why Shen Anyu had come to Dream Bar tonight.
Originally, in Situ Yueying's mind, Shen Anyu was a confidant. A kindred spirit. A drinking buddy. The only person in the world who could truly appreciate the soul of her [Dream Night] cocktail. A super bartender who could bring magic to life with a shaker.
She had once thought that learning bartending and savoring fine wines with Shen Anyu would be a wonderful experience. A meeting of minds.
However... reality was cruel.
Situ Yueying never expected that Shen Anyu was actually the Young Master of the [Yanxia Shen Family]. A leviathan. Even Black Dragon, the notorious underworld boss who terrorized the streets, was so terrified upon hearing Young Master Shen's name that he immediately knelt and kowtowed like a dog.
And even worse...
Dragon King Mr. Han. The man she admired. The man she adored. The hero who saved her life.
He wanted to offer her to Shen Anyu as part of a honey trap. To whisper sweet nothings into his ear. To spy. To sell her body for his ambition.
One was her confidant and drinking buddy. The other was her hero.
When these two men, who held such high positions in her heart, treated her like mere merchandise to be traded... a woman like Situ Yueying couldn't help but feel a sense of self-pity and deep indignation.
However, Situ Yueying showed no outward sign of this rebellion. Instead, she bowed, poured wine, and served Shen Anyu flawlessly.
Clearly, she had sealed her heart. She was ready to become his Diao Chan or Xi Shi, sacrificing herself for a man's grand ambition!
Shen Anyu watched this scene with interest. He checked the system interface.
Situ Yueying's current overall favorability was stable at seventy-five. It hadn't dropped, despite the betrayal. But if things continued like this, with her heart closed off, it would be difficult to raise it to eighty, let alone full favorability.
But Shen Anyu also knew that for a woman like Situ Yueying—strong, loyal, mature—being a 'licking dog' or a simp would never win her over. She despised weakness.
Therefore, Shen Anyu's strategy was multifaceted.
First step: Have Han Qi offer her. To extinguish any lingering affection Situ Yueying had for Han Qi and make her give up on him. To break the idol.
Next... it would depend on his actions. Even if he couldn't achieve full favorability immediately, he had to plunder more value from the situation.
Shen Anyu casually responded to Han Qi and the others, giving vague instructions on expanding the Dragon King Society's influence in the southern districts.
Seeing that Shen Anyu was not particularly interested in business talk and kept glancing at the lady, Han Qi immediately understood.
"Young Master Shen... Little Han won't disturb you further. We have tasks to attend to."
"Yueying... please keep Young Master Shen company. Have some drinks. And chat."
With that, Han Qi winked at Situ Yueying—a gesture that felt like a slap—then led everyone out of the private room.
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing them in.
The VIP private rooms at Dream Bar had excellent soundproofing; even the pounding disco beat from downstairs wouldn't be heard in here. It was silent. Intimate.
Inside the spacious and luxurious VIP private room, only Shen Anyu and Situ Yueying remained.
The air grew heavy.
They were so close that Shen Anyu could even smell the faint, delicate fragrance on Situ Yueying. It was not just perfume; it was her scent. Filled with mystery, allure, and a modern touch.
"If I'm not mistaken... Yueying, the perfume you're wearing is Yves Saint Laurent Black Opium?"
Hearing Shen Anyu's words, Situ Yueying was a little surprised. Then, after a moment's thought, she found it unsurprising.
For a Young Master of a top-tier aristocratic family like Shen Anyu, who grew up surrounded by beautiful women and luxury, recognizing high-end perfumes was not strange.
Nevertheless, Situ Yueying still feigned surprise to flatter him. She covered her red lips with her hand, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, as if in admiration.
"Young Master Shen... you guessed correctly. It is indeed Black Opium. Not many men know about this perfume in detail. I didn't expect Young Master Shen to be so knowledgeable."
Shen Anyu watched Situ Yueying's performance. He swirled his glass.
He said with a half-smile:
"Yves Saint Laurent Black Opium blends lavender, violet, coffee beans, and vanilla... creating an unforgettable, mysterious fragrance. Charming, romantic, and elusive..."
"It is said that the inspiration for this perfume came from rock and roll. Representing freedom and unrestraint alongside romance! Addiction and liberation."
"Yueying... you seem very dejected now. As if you're constrained and not free at all?"
Upon hearing this, Situ Yueying's delicate body trembled. The mask slipped for a second.
She cast a resentful glance at Shen Anyu. Why did he have to poke the wound?
"Young Master Shen... isn't it normal for people in this world to lack freedom? Even if there are things we don't want to do, we still have to do them. Perhaps this is fate."
At this moment, she felt that Shen Anyu was deliberately asking the obvious.
Didn't he know why he came to Dream Bar tonight? Didn't Situ Yueying know? They both knew perfectly well! He was the buyer, she was the goods.
However, even though she knew Shen Anyu was asking the obvious, Situ Yueying still played along. She smiled sweetly, forcing her eyes to brim with what seemed like endless affection.
Being looked at by such an exquisite woman with eyes so soft they could melt steel... few men could avoid feeling lightheaded.
Shen Anyu, however, smiled. He put down his glass.
His gaze seemed sincere as he looked deeply into Situ Yueying's eyes.
He said earnestly:
"Yueying... you've forgotten. I am the only one in the world who can appreciate the essence of your [Dream Night] cocktail. The only one who can understand you. The real you."
"The you right now... is not the true you. It's a doll."
At this point, Shen Anyu paused. He leaned forward.
"If you are unwilling... I can tell Mr. Han. I can cancel the deal."
The flirtatious charm on Situ Yueying's delicate face froze. It receded like the tide, leaving behind a stark vulnerability.
Her long, luminous eyes gazed deeply at Shen Anyu, searching for the lie.
Then she shook her head with a light, bitter laugh. She was about to say something, perhaps to thank him, perhaps to refuse.
However, at that very moment...
Shen Anyu moved.
He didn't wait for her answer.
He reached out and pulled her onto his lap.
Situ Yueying's beautiful eyes widened. She stared at Shen Anyu in shock as her body collided with his.
Her red lips parted in a gasp...
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