Xia Luhe spent the entire day lounging in bed, ordering takeout when hunger struck, and continuing her slumber after eating.
She rose at seven in the evening, showered, dried her hair, donned some picked-out clothes, and ventured out in search of food.
Xia Luhe felt that her life was nothing short of divine—no work, no financial worries, free to buy whatever she desired. Life was incredibly comfortable.
She dined at the nearest restaurant and then headed to a bar further away, deliberately avoiding the bar from the previous night, fearful of encountering the man from before.
Today, Xia Luhe wore a black sleeveless dress that perfectly showcased her figure.
After all, with such a splendid physique, she naturally wanted to draw admiring glances. Watching men struggle to take their eyes off her filled her with a sense of accomplishment.
Arriving at the bar, Xia Luhe leisurely sipped a drink at the counter.
She wasn't planning to "hunt" tonight—just a little drink and some play before heading home.
Observing the male models dancing on stage and the provocatively dressed women, Xia Luhe downed her drink in one gulp and joined them.
As she ascended the stage, the crowd whistled and cheered. Xia Luhe swayed to the music, sending the men into a frenzy, their excitement reaching unprecedented levels.
Mu Yunxi had just entered the bar when he spotted the dancing woman on stage, his face darkening instantly.
Without ascending the stairs, he strode directly toward Xia Luhe, hoisted her over his shoulder, and made his way outside.
Xia Luhe: Hey? Who are you? Put me down! Do you believe I could kill you?
In response, she received a sharp smack on her buttocks.
Xia Luhe: ...
Daring to smack her was akin to courting death.
Xia Luhe struggled, kicking and flailing to no avail, receiving another slap, harder than the first.
Mu Yunxi: Stop squirming, or I'll continue.
Recognizing the familiar voice, Xia Luhe furrowed her brow—what bad luck to encounter this man again.
The reason she had sought out a man last night was partly because everything felt so unreal...
Xia Luhe: Do I know you?
Xia Luhe: Why are you hitting me?
Xia Luhe: Do you believe I could call the police for sexual harassment?
Mu Yunxi remained silent, her indignation visible as her face turned red from another slap.
Mu Yunxi carried Xia Luhe out of the bar while Mu Shang observed from the second floor, her brow furrowed slightly.
Mu Shang: I think I just saw my brother. He isn't going to miss my event again, is he?
Cheng Yinan: Everyone knows your brother is a workaholic. All he does is work.
Cheng Yinan: It's no big deal if he doesn't come. We're here with you, aren't we still your brothers?
Mu Shang pouted.
Mu Shang: Yinan, you know that's not what I meant.
Cheng Yinan: Alright, don't be upset. Come on, let's go have a drink.
Cheng Yinan tousled Mu Shang's hair and led her into a private room.
Sure enough, just as they entered, Mu Yunxi messaged her to say he couldn't make it again today.
Mu Shang...
She was furious; it would take a fortune to calm her down this time.
Meanwhile, outside the bar, after Mu Yunxi messaged Mu Shang, he handed his phone to Xia Luhe.
Mu Yunxi: Go ahead, make the call. I'm watching.
Xia Luhe: Call what?
Mu Yunxi: Didn't you say you wanted to report me for sexual harassment? Don't hold back, call.
Xia Luhe rolled her eyes, tossed the phone back to him, and turned to leave.
Xia Luhe: Crazy.
Mu Yunxi caught the phone and quickly stepped forward to grab Xia Luhe, who stumbled into his arms.
Mu Yunxi: So eager to throw yourself into my arms?
Mu Yunxi looked down at her, an amused smirk playing on his lips.
Xia Luhe: Get treated if you're sick. Which eye of yours saw me throwing myself at you?
Mu Yunxi: Both eyes saw it.
Xia Luhe: Then you need to see an eye doctor.
After speaking, Xia Luhe pushed Mu Yunxi away and prepared to leave again.