Chapter 30: I Am Not a Gigolo
Even the piercing scream couldn’t interrupt the tsk tsk sounds emitted by the two immersed people.
At some point, the man’s palm had stopped resisting, cupping Ruan Yi’s reddened nape, self-taught without a teacher, their moist breaths tangled together.
These two really didn’t know heaven and earth anymore!
Lin Han forcibly separated the two with her wrist, gritted her teeth, and hoisted Ruan Yi up, supporting her limp waist.
The man swallowed the sweetness in his mouth that didn’t belong to him, suddenly realizing the softness on his body was abruptly pulled away, and froze for a moment.
He reached out wanting to help support Ruan Yi’s waist but was cut off by Lin Han’s eyes.
Lin Han held Ruan Yi in her arms, looking at the man with vigilance and hostility.
“This gentleman, a drunk woman—don’t tell me you couldn’t push her away.”
The man’s Adam’s apple rolled violently. Realizing what he had done, his ear tips instantly burned scarlet.
He hurriedly adjusted his skewed collar, stiff all over.
“I… sorry.”
The man’s low, husky voice trembled. His reddened earlobes were almost dripping blood. He slowly raised a hand to cover half his face, wishing he could drill into a crack in the ground immediately.
Ruan Yi struggled in Lin Han’s arms, making a scene with alcohol fumes mixed with warm breath.
“Han-han, I want this yellow hair. Help me buy him. Didn’t kiss enough.”
The man’s skin became visibly redder. A few rapid coughs stuck in his throat, then were forcibly swallowed, making a muffled sound. He touched the broken hair at the back of his neck.
“Cough… mine is platinum blonde.”
Lin Han: Is that the point…?
However, Lin Han could now confirm who exactly was playing the hooligan.
This guy in front of her, red enough to smoke, looked like a fledgling at first glance, not someone cut out for hooliganism.
Lin Han turned her head to look at the waiter inside the room as if looking at a dying man.
The waiter’s face was pale. He hurried forward, bowing and apologizing incessantly, and roughly recounted what happened.
Hearing Ruan Yi’s actions, Lin Han helplessly rubbed her forehead.
“Sir, regarding this matter, my friend was in the wrong first. But you can also see, she is drunk. You aren’t, right?”
She didn’t give the man a chance to answer.
“How about this? Let’s each take a step back.”
Lin Han waved her finger, and the waiter respectfully handed her the designer bag on the sofa and withdrew.
She pulled out a card and handed it toward the man.
“Password is six zeros. You can go.”
The man’s pupils contracted suddenly, his expression shocked as if struck by lightning.
But this shock was merely a flash, burned clean instantly by rising irritation.
He straightened his back abruptly, ear tips red as if on fire, and pursed his thin lips. “I, I am not a duck (gigolo)!”
“You can be.” Lin Han didn’t take the man’s humiliation-turned-anger into her eyes.
The man took a deep breath, his chest heaving a few times. The flushed color on his face gradually faded a little, restoring a few points of unbridled arrogance.
“Allow me to introduce myself. Fu Wang.” His voice no longer trembled, carrying a bit of wildness, yet retaining a trace of imperceptible awkwardness.
“Fu Wang, the Fu Corporation’s youngest young master?” Lin Han frowned slightly, retracting the card.
How could she not recognize this name? The Lin family was famous among the wealthy for being well-informed.
“How do you want to handle this?”
Lin Han’s brain had already begun conceiving different response strategies. If Fu Wang wanted to use this to threaten Ruan Yi, she wouldn’t be soft-hearted either.
“Any-anyway, I don’t need money.”
Fu Wang paused, his gaze sweeping over Ruan Yi’s pink cheeks, his Adam’s apple moving unnaturally.
“I… want to add her contact info.” His ear tips, which had just cooled down, spread with a burning crimson again.
After all that, this little fledgling was kissed happy and wanted to hook up with Ruan Yi.
Lin Han was somewhat speechless. This was easy to solve; none of the complex plans in her brain were needed.
“She has a fiancé.” Lin Han tried to strike a blow to the man in front of her who looked like his spring heart was sprouting.
Before Fu Wang could reply, Ruan Yi got anxious first.
“No! I want to cancel the engagement! I don’t want to marry that annoying ghost!”
Ruan Yi took advantage of Lin Han’s inattention to escape from her arm, rushing urgently to pounce on Fu Wang.
“I want him. He smells so good and keeps blushing. I just like this type!”
Ruan Yi’s tone was weak due to drunkenness, opening her mouth to act shamelessly like a spoiled child.
Before Fu Wang’s brain could recover, his body had already extended both hands, wanting to pull her into his embrace.
Lin Han grabbed Ruan Yi’s back collar and yanked her back.
The man’s arms froze in the air, slowly retracting. He looked away and coughed lightly twice. His fingers with well-defined knuckles clenched unconsciously, trying to suppress the burning temperature.
Lin Han suddenly stared at Fu Wang, sizing him up and down.
Conditions were actually decent. The Ruan and Fu families happened to have a cooperation. The two families getting closer would be more persuasive. Perhaps it really could dissuade the Shen family.
“Want to add her contact? Sure. Answer a few questions.”
“Net height? Ever dated? Any bad habits?” A string of questions bombarded Fu Wang.
“Net height 188.6. N-never dated.”
Fu Wang answered Lin Han’s questions foolishly like this, unaware that he had already been interviewed.
“I don’t have habits of smoking or drinking, but… I have a tattoo. Does it affect things?”
“Where? Let’s see.” Lin Han frowned slightly.
When the man pulled open his collar, his neck was flushed with suspicious redness.
It was a pitch-black snake, winding on his exquisite collarbone. The snake’s head raised slightly, a bright red forked tongue flicking out.
Mm, a collarbone with a tattoo is quite sexy. That should be a plus point for Little Yi.
Lin Han thought about it but didn’t say it, but a certain little pervert got anxious.
“Like like like! Let me taste!” Ruan Yi didn’t forget her gluttony even when drunk.
Looks like she understood Ruan Yi too well. Lin Han held back a smile, reaching out to cover most of Ruan Yi’s face.
Fu Wang turned his face away thinking about it, his ears red enough to bleed, his neck also turning a pale pink. Not daring to look at Ruan Yi’s expression, he immediately pulled his clothes back properly.
“Last question. Fifteen plus, yes or no?”
Lin Han originally thought it wasn’t necessary to ask this, but in case Little Yi-Yi wanted to act out some stimulating plots, better to confirm.
Fu Wang didn’t react.
“What fifteen? Shares?”
Lin Han looked playful. Indeed inexperienced, couldn’t even understand this. “Length.”
After three seconds of silence in the private room, Fu Wang’s face suddenly turned red enough to explode. “Of course yes! Exceeds by a lot!” His voice was so anxious it almost cracked.
The two girls lowered their heads simultaneously, transforming into “Doraemon” (looking at his hand/crotch area).
Mm, probably didn’t lie.
The person opposite coughed violently, blushing as he awkwardly reached out to block the place that had reacted earlier because of Ruan Yi.
“You’re hired. Put on a show with her.” Lin Han’s tone wasn’t an inquiry, but a notification.
Only then did Fu Wang realize he seemed to have inexplicably undergone an interview, and passed.
“I wanted her contact info, not to interview as an actor!”
“Young Master Fu, the script includes kissing and hugging, oh. Are you sure you don’t want it?”
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