After the divorce, my ex-husband and son lined up to pursue me.

Chapter 83 Men Should Be Patient
Following Jiang Shan's words and the direction she pointed.

The moment everyone looked over, the surrounding wall lamps went out instantly, plunging the stage into darkness, where flickering flames ignited.

One by one, like torches, the lights quickly coalesced into a long dragon. Amidst the flames and the rhythmic beat of drums, the lights gradually illuminated, and slender figures appeared in the flames.

Accompanied by music and cheers from the two ladies in front, figures on the stage began to tear off their shirts.

In an instant, the light, like a sharp blade, slashed down diagonally, clearly cutting out the silhouettes of everyone in the darkness. Broad shoulders, narrow waists, long legs, and the lines of the shoulders and back were as sharp as blades. The taut muscles undulated under the thin clothes, like cold, hard sculptures that had been given life.

"Wow! Look at that figure..." Lou Yushi excitedly covered her mouth and screamed.

Jiang Shan, however, had no time to appreciate the sights; her gaze swept over everyone, urgently searching for something. "Wait a minute, I just saw... Oh! Here it comes!"

Just as her voice reversed, the curtain slowly rose from the center of the stage, revealing a man with a rose in his mouth.

Jiang Xia immediately noticed the number on the other person's shirt tag; this was...

That number 3.

The music was still building in silence, but he had already taken the lead.

His body suddenly leaned forward, like a fully drawn bow, taut to its limit. In an instant, the music exploded, and he felt as if he had been hit hard by the sound wave. His waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, and his body instantly bounced back like a spring. The fabric of his clothes made a soft "swish" sound, almost drowned out by the sudden rhythm.

Unlike the backup dancers who ripped off their shirts to reveal their perfect waist and abdominal muscles, number 3 fully displayed his overflowing hormones with just his dance moves, drawing gasps of admiration and envy from everyone in the audience, including Jiang Xia!

Jiang Xia finally understood what kind of fun people were looking for in a place like this.

It turns out that men and women share similar preferences.

Just as she forgot all her troubles and was engrossed in watching the male model's energetic dance, little did she know that someone had already come looking for her downstairs.

Ruan Muhuai had never been to such a place before, but because of certain events, he was very familiar with it.

But he remained seated in the Maybach, repeatedly checking the location sent by Tao He on his phone. Finally, he put away his phone, got out of the car with a sullen face, tossed the keys to the valet, and strode straight into the automatic door.

"Good evening, distinguished guest..."

The male waiters habitually bowed in unison to greet them, but involuntarily all of them paused in their speech.

Because it was a man who walked in!

It's not anything unusual, it's just...

Everyone's complicated gaze swept over Ruan Muhuai, especially his abdominal muscles under his shirt, as if they wanted to see through the thin clothes to the texture of his muscles!
Ruan Muhuai's displeased expression darkened further. "I've come to find..."

The word "person" hadn't even finished being uttered.

The foreman stepped forward, smiling politely, and said, "Are you here to look for a job? But you've come at a bad time. How could you possibly come for an interview? Who notified you?"

"..."

What?!

"I'm here to see someone," Ruan Muhuai corrected and clarified, clearly displeased. He then pulled out a black card and handed it over, saying, "Please also open two bottles of wine for me. You can open whatever you like, but that's all."

Although he wasn't there to drink, he couldn't let the people here not get any benefits.

"No need to lead the way, I'll look around myself, it won't cause any problems." Out of consideration for Ruan Muting, he added one more sentence and then walked towards the elevator.

The supervisor looked at the black card in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly followed after him: "Excuse me, sir, who are you looking for?" "My wife."

really.

The foreman thought to himself, "This is the kind of thing I hate most: wives go out to have fun, and their husbands, who are always trying to kill themselves, have to come and interfere."

He's so petty and narrow-minded. Can't a man be a little more magnanimous?

Suppressing his inner resistance, the supervisor maintained a polite and courteous demeanor: "Sir, I think we men should be more magnanimous. Women are just having fun outside; they won't take it seriously, and it won't affect your lives. Why bother? We should be tolerant, right?"

"..."

Ruan Muhuai is really... It's infuriating to hear that.

But the excessive laughter only added to the pressure and sent chills down the supervisor's spine.

"Get out of the way!" He didn't have time for words, pushed the supervisor aside with one hand, and walked towards the elevator again.

The supervisor couldn't let him ruin things, so he had no choice but to chase after him: "Sir, why won't you listen to advice? If you really make your wife angry over something like this, won't you be the one who suffers in the end? I'm just trying to be helpful."

"Happy wife happy daddy!"

"Making your wife happy is the most important thing, sir. Why don't you understand? Being patient isn't shameful for a man."

Ruan Muhuai was speechless, his face already frozen with a gloomy expression.

He looked coldly at the foreman, then gasped in exasperation, gesturing with his chin to the black card in the foreman's hand: "Go open ten bottles of wine, and get out."

Since no specific type of wine was specified, the manager was free to pick the best and most expensive wine, and the commission was quite substantial.

The manager smiled, presented the black card with both hands, and said respectfully, "Sir, if I'm not mistaken, this card is jointly held by you and your wife. In that case, I really can't agree to your request. I think your wife will also be using the card tonight..."

Before he could continue, Ruan Muhuai raised his hand to interrupt, and he was truly impressed by this talkative foreman.

"You know Ruan Muting, right?" He had no choice but to bring up his sister.

The supervisor's eyes widened in surprise: "You know our boss? I'm so sorry, I've been so negligent..."

"I'm her brother, do you understand now?"

As soon as Ruan Muhuai finished speaking, he pushed aside the stunned supervisor and strode into the elevator that had just opened.

The foreman was completely distraught.

This person is actually... President Ruan?
Doesn't that mean his wife is the boss's sister-in-law?!

Oh my god, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, we're going to be in trouble tonight!
"Emergency call!" The foreman quickly pressed the Bluetooth headset in his ear and urgently called out, "Something's happened! Teams one and two, come with me now!"

Meanwhile, in a private room upstairs, a lively dance performance was coming to an end.

All the male models on stage had come down and approached each lady one by one, flaunting their physiques and chest muscles in a manner that rivaled coquettish poses.

But number 3, whom everyone was eagerly anticipating, seemed to have tired of dancing. He sat down on the edge of the stage with an air of nonchalance, took a few big gulps of beer, and then poured the rest over his head.

Her clothes were soaked with alcohol, and the outline of her waist and abdomen was faintly visible, making her even more eye-catching and alluring...

(End of this chapter)