A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

"On behalf of our boss, I would like to raise a glass to everyone to thank you for your support of our boss."

As she finished speaking, she slightly raised her delicate chin and emptied her glass of wine.

Everyone present looked at the young and innocent girl with intrigued curiosity.

Although the person offering the toast was just a young girl, she was still representing the master, so they had to be given face. Everyone stood up, raised their glasses together, and politely said:

"Not at all, we are all thanks to Boss Ji. We will have to rely on Boss Ji's care in the future."

"No matter how capable our boss is, he still needs the cooperation of all the bosses, right? No one can accomplish anything by themselves, don't you agree? Even the most capable person needs everyone's support; a big ship can only sail with everyone rowing together." As soon as the other party finished the polite words, her delicate and soft voice immediately followed.

Everyone present could see through the situation. It seemed that the people brought by Master Zhuang were not really on his side. Every word that little girl said was aimed at Master Zhuang.

“Miss Tan, your reasoning may work for others, but it doesn’t apply to Mr. Ji. Everyone knows that Mr. Ji built his business empire from scratch. Who dares to underestimate him? Master Zhuang is a legend in the business world.”

Among the merchants sitting with him, some immediately seized the opportunity to flatter him and try their best to impress him.

The young girl chuckled inwardly. Empire? Heaven, my foot…

"Even the most capable person is still human." The young woman's pretty face still radiant with a smile, she turned slightly to the man beside her who hadn't touched his chopsticks since entering the room, and asked:

"Boss, they say you're not human. Tell me, are you human or not?"

Her smile was innocent and harmless, but her tightly pursed lips betrayed the resentment in her heart.

She said she was just going to have a meal with him, but...

Why did they invite her to drink with them? What kind of person do they take her for?

The tall man sitting beside him was none other than the protagonist of the day, Zhuang Shijue. Everyone at the table knew his background; he was a figure whom everyone feared yet desperately wanted to befriend. However, judging from the scene, he didn't seem like someone easy to talk to.

There are some people who are born strong. Even in the company of the wealthy, they don't say a word, yet they still have an undeniable presence.

The silent man leaned back in his chair, emanating a chilling and menacing aura. The upper half of his handsome, rugged face held an unreadable expression, his brown eyes concealing deep emotions, like unfathomable vortexes.

Zhuang Shijue, his aura dark and menacing, glanced sideways at the young girl before him with a half-smile, seemingly ignoring her words. His gaze was cold and almost playful, like a cheetah eyeing its prey, conveying a sense of unwavering determination. His eyes casually enveloped the girl, like an impenetrable iron net, allowing no room for disobedience or struggle.

Tan Xiao felt uncomfortable under Zhuang Shijue's gaze. She subconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue to moisten her lips and broke the eye contact.

Everyone present was a seasoned veteran of all kinds of social occasions; how could they not see the subtle dynamics between that gentleman and that young girl? Even if they didn't know their relationship, they could guess most of it.

In Master Zhuang's eyes, there was nothing but a naked desire for conquest and control.

A helpful person quickly spoke up, saying, "Second Master Zhuang, Miss Tan is young and may have misunderstood. You wouldn't do that. You're not human, you're a god! Come, let's all toast to the god who will soon be leading us to make our mark in Kyoto!"

One person responded, and the whole table raised their glasses, quickly easing the tension.

Zhuang Shijue deliberately made things difficult for Tan Xiao, forcing her to drink all the toasts offered to her.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they tactfully left.

Basically, there's a second half to the drinking session, and most people are mainly heading towards that. But today, Zhuang Shijue changed his mind and didn't participate.

After everyone else left, the presidential suite quickly fell silent. Tan Xiao sat upright, motionless, her face deathly pale, clearly having drunk too much.

I feel extremely dizzy with the slightest movement.

She drinks a little, but even with a high alcohol tolerance, she can't withstand being forced to drink by a table full of people.

The man beside her suddenly sneered. Tan Xiao mechanically turned her head slowly to look at Zhuang Shijue, stubbornly clinging to the last shred of reason.

Zhuang Shijue suddenly raised his hand, his large palm gripping Tan Xiaorou's delicate chin in an instant. His playful gaze instantly turned cold and terrifying, his dangerous aura pressing tightly against the tender, pretty face in front of him, which was contorted in pain.

"You broke your promise! You said you'd let me go after having a meal with you. Are you trying to renege on your word?" Tan Xiao said through gritted teeth, feeling a bit tipsy and dizzy.

Fortunately, the pain in my chin was clear, which brought me back to my senses somewhat.

Zhuang Shijue's cold, hard face was full of a mocking smile, and the sinister look in his eyes quickly dissipated, as he looked at the pretty face so close to his with a smile.

Tan Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, wide and round with dark pupils. But now, due to the effects of the alcohol, their movement was somewhat slow, her eyelids, with their long, thin eyelashes, slowly patted her lower eyelids. She bit her lip and glared angrily.

"When are you finally going to let me go?" he asked through gritted teeth again.

Zhuang Shijue sneered. This little guy was the first person to dare insult him like this.

He didn't care about his reputation; in the capital, he had no reputation to speak of. However, being overshadowed by a woman wasn't a pleasant feeling.

I thought she was a gentle and mild-mannered person, but I didn't expect her to have a bit of a temper.

Zhuang Shijue had a smile on his face, but he uttered a sentence that Tan Xiao hated to the core.

"Guess whether I'll have sex with you here, or let you go?"

Tan Xiao's face flushed crimson instantly, her eyes glistening with tears, her anger somewhat diminished by the misty light. Her long eyelashes trembled, suddenly brushing against her lower eyelids, her lips pressed tightly together, feeling an unprecedented humiliation. Her tightly pressed lips trembled slightly, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

"You, how could you go back on your word?"

After a long silence, tears welled up in her eyes, and she asked again, her voice filled with grievance. Gritting her teeth, she said, her voice still strained, "I tolerated you bringing me along to drink with you, and I even drank so much for you. Didn't we agree on everything that day? Are you trying to back out?"

Her stubbornness vanished in an instant. After all, she was still young, a girl who had been well protected in the ivory tower. How could she withstand such provocation?

Zhuang Shijue raised an eyebrow, released his hand, and said, "It was just a joke. Let's go."

Tan Xiao reached out and rubbed her aching chin. Without saying anything more, she immediately stood up and hurriedly ran outside.

However, before he could run more than a few steps, he crashed heavily to the ground with a dull thud.