Jhiang Youyou didn't respond.
The man teased, "Dressed so hot, why just drink here? Let's dance together."
"Not dancing."
"Feeling down?"
It wasn't that she was in a bad mood.
She didn't play with unattractive men.
"Get me the same as hers." The man's enthusiasm didn't wane, casually crossing his legs, the shiny tips of his shoes accidentally-on-purpose brushed against Jhiang Youyou's calf, "I'm called Ah Bin, how should I address the beautiful lady?"
Jhiang Youyou felt like kicking someone.
She held back, changed her sitting posture, and kept some distance from the clueless man.
"Everyone's here to have fun, no fun putting on airs."
Jhiang Youyou's cold pair of pretty fox eyes glared, "Can't you see I don't want to bother with you?"
Ah Bin snickered, eyes blatantly scanning her from head to toe, focusing on her waist, "If you don't want to be hit on, why dress like that?"
Jhiang Youyou was very well-dressed.
