"Miss...I have a friend over there, can we chat another time?" Zhang Ziwen looked with an amused smile at the voluptuous beauty who kept trying to press into his arms. She wasn't fat, just very curvaceous. Her face wasn't bad either, but it was her impressive chest which was unavoidably felt no matter how he tried to dodge.
"...Alright, but you must find me another day," the voluptuous beauty lamented, her ample chest was reluctant to leave his firm arm.
Zhang Ziwen nodded, greeted the beauties around him, picked up a glass of red wine from a tray held by a waitress, and smoothly blended into the crowd. Among a group of gentlemen, he mingled with a gentlemanly smile, occasionally raising his glass to enjoy robust red wine. But his gaze kept wandering towards a corner of the hall...
