Lingyu immediately felt disgusted, pulling away his paw and keeping her distance. He was relentless, his wolfish hand reaching for her again, his eyes flashing with malevolence.
"Zhenzhen." Lingyu called out to Zhenzhen for help, glancing fearfully at Huai'an, only to see him and Uncle Ye's assistant looking in this direction, which only added to her panic.
She quickly lowered her head.
Zhenzhen approached Li Yuanming, handing him a glass of liquor while holding one herself, and laughed, "Young Master Li, Zhenzhen toasts to you, please do me the honor. She's new and doesn't quite understand the rules yet."
"Is that so?" Li Yuanming glanced at Lingyu, who shrank aside, and then at the other two men in the booth. In a gesture of face-giving, he drained the wine in one gulp and showed the empty glass to Zhenzhen. "There, you should be satisfied now. Master Xu, Assistant Luo, you shouldn't idle either, we're all here for some fun..."
