A faint lipstick mark was imprinted on Jiang She's face.
It was hardly noticeable unless someone looked closely.
Xu Han snickered at him, playfully poking his face without uttering a word.
"What should I do? I just want to have a drink with you." She crossed her legs under her pencil skirt, casually tossing her long hair back to reveal her fair neck.
Her casual action immediately attracted the attention of several men nearby.
Eventually, someone couldn't resist anymore, holding a glass of wine and approaching her.
Leaning in, a man in his thirties volunteered, "Miss, can we be friends? We must be destined; we're at the same bar."
Xu Han shot him a faint smile, her red lips parted slightly as she laughed and refused, "I'm sorry, right now I'm trying to seduce another man; would you not interrupt, please?"
The man felt humiliated; his friends at the next table were waiting for him to bring her back.
Being rejected right off the bat, he felt terribly aggrieved.
