The male protagonist of a sweet romance novel went on a killing spree in the world of angst novels.

The waiters were very efficient.

Soon, the door to the private room opened, and ten handsome men walked in one after another.

Tan Yi waved to them and said, "Come on, all of you stand in the middle so I can take a look."

The male models here were specifically instructed by the boss to treat Ms. Tan and her friends well, especially when they saw that the wealthy women who came to spend money were two beautiful women, they immediately became even more attentive and flattering.

Ten male models stood in a row, all dressed in the same clothes, but they were indeed quite good-looking.

Tan Yi's aesthetic leans towards younger, more adorable men, so she immediately spotted the curly-haired male model in the middle and beckoned to him with her finger: "Come on, sit here with me."

The curly-haired male model was taken aback at first, then, amidst the envious glances of his colleagues, he moved closer to Tan Yi and sweetly called out, "Sister."

Not only does he look like a puppy, but even his voice sounds like a puppy.

There's no one better than that bastard Si Munan.

Whenever Tan Yi thought of him, she recalled that passionate night they spent together.

Si Munan is a real bastard in bed. He practically tossed her around like a fish, almost cooking her until she was done for before letting her go.

The thought of this filled her with intense hatred.

One slap was definitely not enough.

She should have added one more.

"How's your alcohol tolerance?" Tan Yi's delicate, nail-like fingers gently stroked the face of the curly-haired male model, teasing him in a subtle way.

The curly-haired male model said shyly, "It's alright."

Yan Ting, sitting to the side, was naturally not to be neglected.

"Sister~" When a man gets coquettish, even a green tea b*tch would have to back down.

Yan Ting: "..."

She pursed her lips and shifted her hips back slightly.

Upon seeing this, the male model immediately said aggrievedly, "Am I that ugly? The lady didn't even glance at me."

For some reason, it gives me the feeling that Lin Daiyu has undergone a gender reassignment surgery.

Yan Ting said awkwardly, "It looks good."

At that moment, another male model came over, holding a cocktail, and said in that bubbly voice you often hear online, "Miss, would you like a drink?"

Yan Ting was now flanked by men. She blocked the male model's wine glass and politely declined, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol."

"Then let's play a game together."

Yan Ting: "..."

This game is definitely not a serious game.

Tan Yi and the young man were already drinking together, one cup after another.

Fearing that she would get drunk, Yanting quickly went over and took her arm, whispering, "Tan Tan, drink less, don't get drunk."

As for the other male models, she had already sent them all away.

Right now, only that curly-haired male model with the puppy-like appearance is still in the private room.

"Drunk?" Tan Yi's fox-like eyes narrowed, her cheeks flushed. "Tingting, you underestimate me. How could I possibly be drunk?"

Yan Ting's lips twitched slightly: "..."

Got it.

He was already drunk.

Tan Yi loves to drink, but he has a very low alcohol tolerance.

As for Tan Yi after he got drunk...

Three minutes later, Yan Ting looked helplessly at Tan Yi, who was wailing into the microphone.

She knew it.

There were only the two of them in the private room at that moment.

Although Yanting didn't drink alcohol, she did drink juice, so she said to Tan Yi, who was still belting out a song, "Tan Tan, I'm going to the restroom, I'll be right back."

Tan Yi waved her hand casually; she was still somewhat sober. "Go ahead, I'll sing a little longer."

Yan Ting got up from the sofa, grabbed her bag, pushed open the door of the private room, and walked out.

Unbeknownst to her, not long after she left, someone was already standing in the hallway outside the private room.

"Mr. Si." The assistant looked at the man who had suddenly stopped in surprise.

Si Munan listened to the familiar singing in the private room, a smile flashing in her eyes.

The singing is still as awful as it was when I was a child.

But the thought that this girl might have come to the bar to meet male models made the smile in his eyes fade instantly.

What a waste!

……

After wiping her hands, Yanting came out of the restroom.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed someone standing in the corridor. She looked over instinctively and stopped in her tracks.

The man leaned against the wall in a relaxed and casual posture. Even though his features were not clearly visible in the dim light, his pink hair still made Yanting's heart skip a beat.

It was Chen Xiao.

Why is he here?

Seemingly noticing her gaze, Chen Xiao turned his head and glanced over lightly.

Yan Ting's feet seemed to be nailed to the floor, unable to move an inch.

Their eyes met.

There was silence.

half an hour.

Chen Xiao raised his lips slightly, asking with a half-smile, "Are the male models good-looking?"

Caught off guard by this question, Yan Ting: "?"

The tone of that voice somehow sounded a bit sour.

“Pretty good k—” Under Chen Xiao’s direct gaze, Yan Ting inexplicably swallowed the word 'look' back.

"……"Help.

There's a sense of embarrassment, like being caught cheating by your husband.

In this eerie atmosphere, Yan Ting felt a chill run down her spine. She changed the subject and asked, "What are you doing here?"

However, she immediately regretted asking the question.

What else can you do at a bar?

Of course, it's about picking up girls, drinking, and clubbing.

The thought that Chen Xiao had come to the bar to philander made Yan Ting feel a strange unease, but it was so faint that she quickly ignored it.

But to everyone's surprise, Chen Xiaorui narrowed his phoenix eyes, his indifferent tone revealing little emotion: "Catching someone in the act."

Yan Ting: "..."

The next second, she had a sudden thought: "Did they catch them?"

Chen Xiao: "..."

The system erupted in laughter: [Haha ...

The female lead's thought process is absolutely amazing.

Our young master was so angry at his own wife that he actually laughed. He forced a smile and asked, "What? You want to come with me to catch them cheating?"

"..." Yan Ting hesitated.

“Okay.” She seemed to remember something and added, “If you need, I can be your witness.”

Chen Xiao: "..."

The system laughed even louder: [Haha ...

"You're quite generous," Chen Xiao said, staring at her with an ambiguous expression.

Yan Ting opened her mouth slightly and slowly let out an "ah." Two seconds later, she said in a slow tone, "Since you've helped me so much, I naturally couldn't refuse such a small thing."

"And I haven't had a chance to thank you for the race last time."

Looking back now, Chen Xiao has helped her so many times that she doesn't know how to repay him.

Yanting has never liked owing favors, but unfortunately, all the favors she has incurred recently have come from the same person.

Chen Xiao had somehow walked up to Yan Ting. With his hands in his pockets, he suddenly blurted out, "Are male models prettier, or am I prettier?"

Yan Ting: "?"

She looked up and her eyes met the man's deep, bright eyes.

He was stunned for two seconds.

She subconsciously replied, "You're beautiful."