Originally intending to help, I unexpectedly made things worse. It seems that the Chinese fellow before me is not as simple as he appears! Judy and Maria also noticed the extremely awkward atmosphere among everyone. While on the surface, everyone was courteous, behind the scenes, there was an undercurrent of tension.
"Hey! Chinese lad, where do you study? Also at Columbia University? Why does it seem like I've never seen you?" Nick's eyes shifted as he looked at Jin Muchen and asked.
"Indeed, nowadays there are many Chinese students at Columbia University, aren't there? But those folks, either their parents are officials or wealthy merchants, hehe, and many are sons of corrupt officials, right? By the way, are your parents officials too? I heard that officials from your region are quite corrupt, is that true?" Boyd and Nick were old partners; Nick spoke the previous sentence, and he immediately knew how to cooperate to play along with his partner's deception.
Currently, there are many corrupt officials in the Chinese government, and this matter is not a secret. Even the government is chasing corrupt officials worldwide, and even requesting extradition from the US government for some fugitive corrupt officials. Such incidents occur every now and then in American newspapers, so everyone couldn't possibly be unaware. Upon seeing that Jin Muchen was Chinese and could be with Helen, they naturally thought of this aspect and couldn't help but seize on this matter to needle Jin Muchen.
To be honest, these questions were filled with tension, making the atmosphere at the table extremely discordant. Even Judy and Maria, who wanted to smooth things over, didn't know how to help speak. Originally, they thought Jin Muchen would fly into a rage, but unexpectedly, this fellow just chuckled.
"Oh really? I'm not a student at Columbia University. Thank you for your kindness. I would actually love to have parents who are officials, but unfortunately, I don't! Right now, I'm just a porter at Costco!" Jin Muchen didn't care about his job. Since Helen had involved him in this circle, he might as well play along with them.
"What? A porter? Haha..." Boyd's voice was strange, followed by a burst of strange laughter. Although he didn't say much, the contemptuous mockery in his tone was evident.
Judy and Maria also looked at Jin Muchen like he was a strange creature. At this point, Curtis wasn't angry anymore. He really didn't know if the Chinese lad before him was genuinely foolish or just pretending to be.
A guy with his background dares to mix in their circle? And he even dares to reveal his identity? Helen didn't expect things to turn out like this. Although Judy and Maria were nice people, they were absolute chatterboxes. Even without waiting until tomorrow, in half an hour, the entire New York socialite circle might know that she was dating a supermarket porter — how embarrassing!
She glanced at Jin Muchen beside her, but this guy seemed to be completely oblivious to her, and instead, he tightened the arm around her shoulder.
Hmph! Originally, she thought this guy was an honest person, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be such a wild and untamed fellow. Suddenly, she felt like things were slipping out of her control.
"Take your hand off!" Jin Muchen's action made Helen somewhat displeased, but she couldn't erupt on the spot. She could only once again lean close to his ear and whisper to him, but to outsiders, this action appeared especially intimate.
Especially Curtis, upon seeing Helen and that lad being so intimate, couldn't help but clench his fists under the table.
Jin Muchen, of course, wouldn't listen to Helen. Not only did he not let go, but he also hugged her even tighter, pulling Helen into his arms in one go.
Seeing Jin Muchen's action, Nick gave Boyd a meaningful look.
"A porter? Haha, I've never heard of a Chinese person working as a porter. Do you know what kind of impression you Chinese folks give me?" Boyd stopped laughing and said, while Jin Muchen ignored him, and Nick, on the side, played along and asked, "What kind of impression?"
"It's either nerds sitting behind computers as programmers or those stirring big ladles in Chinese restaurants, or those laundry workers in dry-cleaning shops. But today, this Chinese lad has opened my eyes. It turns out you guys can also work as porters?" The two of them chimed in together, clearly mocking Jin Muchen's occupational background. Their purpose, of course, was to provoke him, make him angry, lose his composure here, so they could rightfully take him down.
However, Jin Muchen seemed to not hear a word they said. Instead, he turned his head and leaned close to Helen's ear.
This gesture was extremely intimate. If a man made such a move and the woman had no reaction, it meant the relationship between them was truly extraordinary. And at this moment, even if Helen wanted to break free, Jin Muchen's strength was something she couldn't contend with. So, everyone present was dumbfounded to see Helen actually complying with his actions...
"Hey, sweetheart, when you were using me earlier, didn't you realize you were playing with fire? If you want me to let go, that's fine too. I actually have something to attend to, so I'll leave first?" Jin Muchen whispered softly in Helen's ear. After speaking, he intentionally blew a breath near Helen's ear. To be honest, Helen's round earlobe was so tempting; he almost wanted to take a bite. But he knew that if he did that, it would really cross a line.
Initially stiff and ready to exert force, Helen's body softened unexpectedly upon hearing Jin Muchen's words, especially when he lightly blew that breath near her ear. Her body suddenly went limp, and all her taut muscles relaxed.
Although Jin Muchen was cunning and difficult to control, he was far better than those three redneck bastards from Texas. Those three guys, reeking of cow dung, were obviously detestable, yet they still carried themselves with an air of self-satisfaction all day long. Constantly boasting about the wild west, male heroic spirit, and cowboy heroism, it was nauseating. And judging from the way the girls looked at them, it was as if they were starving wolves who hadn't eaten meat in three years.
Helen would rather entangle herself with Jin Muchen, this cunning fellow, than spend an extra moment with those three guys.
Moreover... she glanced at Jin Muchen beside her. With his black hair and black pupils, he was currently staring ahead, seemingly lost in thought. This guy was definitely much more interesting than those three guys. On the surface, he appeared polite and refined, but deep down, he was wild and untamed. He was different from all the boys she had interacted with before. She had never been able to figure out what was going on in his mind.
Somewhere along the line, Jin Muchen had actually given her this kind of feeling — wild, dangerous. She had tagged him with these labels. But the more dangerous he seemed, the more she found him intriguing.
Taming a wild and unruly playboy was much more exciting than being with those three guys reeking of cow dung and listening to their endless boasting about cowboy legends.
Moreover, wasn't he Candice's boyfriend?
"Do you want to play this game?" Helen raised her head once again and leaned close to Jin Muchen's ear.
The series of actions between the two of them was like a bolt from the blue, a scene as shocking as thunder and lightning at the dinner table.
Who was Helen? One of the heirs of an American legendary family, born into millions, and if she took over the family business in the future, her net worth would be over tens of billions.
But this guy before her? A Chinese man, and not just any Chinese man, but one whose status was so lowly that he couldn't earn Helen's meal in an hour as a porter. Yet, the two of them completely disregarded everyone present and intimately entangled with each other, whispering secrets.
What was going on? Was the Frog Prince about to make a comeback?
But at this moment, Jin Muchen and Helen didn't care how others saw them.
"What game?"
Jin Muchen glanced down at Helen, whose expression was somewhat eerie. Despite having the delicate face of a porcelain doll, her exquisite blue eyes seemed to be ablaze, as if issuing a challenge to him. And that invitation, it was still so seductive, so fiery.
Helen didn't answer, but Jin Muchen understood her meaning. His lips curved upwards.
"You know, this game is quite dangerous. Be careful not to accidentally get yourself trapped in it!" His hazel eyes appeared warm, but the black pupils in the middle seemed like a deep abyss, serene yet unfathomable.
As Helen looked into his eyes, she felt her heart being abruptly pulled, then inexplicably racing. Damn it, this guy.
"Hmph! You better watch out for yourself!" Helen whispered softly into his ear, then, unable to resist, she actually stuck out her tongue and lightly licked his earlobe.
Jin Muchen's body, holding her, suddenly trembled. Helen laughed, her laughter resembling that of a sly fox caught stealing. This guy definitely didn't want to appear as indifferent as he pretended to be.
He didn't say anything, but his neck was turning red. Heh, he turned out to be a shy guy. It's rare to find guys who get shy these days, almost as rare as finding dinosaurs.
On the other side, Judy and Maria were stunned by the little gestures between Helen and Jin Muchen. You see, in their impression, Helen was one of the hardest-to-catch girls in the New York socialite circle, famously known as the wild rose.
Over the years, how many outstanding boys had fallen by the wayside in her presence? Too many to count. Yet now, she was obediently snuggling up to that Chinese porter? And their gestures were so intimate. What on earth was happening in the world?
"Did you just capture that?" Judy whispered to Maria, who was gaping.
"I forgot to bring my phone!"