Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 677 - 278. [Dew Water Summer] Will lose oneself, will want to destroy. _3

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Chapter 677: 278. [Dew Water Summer] Will lose oneself, will want to destroy. _3

The edge of his eyes carried a mischievous smile as he started chatting her up, "Miss Ji, drinking alone is so dull. How about I join you?"

Wanxia propped her chin on her palm, idly swirling the wine glass. The clinking of the ice against the glass was drowned out by the surrounding chaos.

She looked up, lazily glancing at the man. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

She chuckled softly, a captivating beauty flowing through her eyes, "Join me? Do I know you?"

The man raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by Wanxia’s response. After feigning a gentlemanly introduction, his large hand quietly crept onto Wanxia’s shoulder, "We didn’t know each other before, but we can start now."

An heir from a wealthy family in An City.

Wanxia was either too drunk to notice or simply didn’t care, allowing the man’s arm to rest on her shoulder.

She took a sip of her drink, her voice seemingly laced with the allure of alcohol, bluntly asking, "Are you trying to hook up with me?"

Her dress wasn’t exactly revealing, but she was leaning softly against the bar, her chest slightly exposed.

Seeing that Wanxia showed no signs of rejection, aversion, or displeasure, his gaze became bolder, almost undressing her with his eyes.

A gulp moved up and down his throat, a typical reaction for a man catching sight of an enticing prey, "Will Miss Ji give me that chance?"

He was already fantasizing about how to get her into bed, with what position, where to start...

All his attention was focused on Wanxia, so he didn’t notice the change in atmosphere around him as someone arrived.

The air grew colder with every breath, only the loud music remained as heated.

Wanxia merely glanced indifferently, then looked away, as if that glance was unintentional.

She seemed to lose interest, brushing off the man’s arm from her shoulder, propping herself up in another direction, and said blandly, "I don’t need company. The smell of smoke on you is unpleasant, sit a little farther away."

The hope that kept her going collapsed, but she wouldn’t let herself fall into despair.

The sun would still rise, the earth would still turn, and she still had An Ge. She had to keep living as she was.

If she started flirting with other men just to anger Gu Shaozhi and initiate a breakup, that would be not only childish but also ridiculous.

The man didn’t react well to Wanxia’s blunt rejection. He looked displeased but tried again, "Miss Ji looks lonely. Mr. Gu won’t care for you, don’t you want to give me a try? You choose the time and place, I guarantee it’ll be unforgettable..."

However, before his hand could touch Wanxia’s hair, his arm was grabbed with a sudden force, twisting it back. The man winced in pain, inhaling sharply, "Hiss!"

He was slammed to the floor, his face twisted in agony, "Damn it, who the hell dares to mess with me..."

His vulgar curse was abruptly cut off when he looked up to see Gu Shaozhi elegantly adjusting his cuffs, his tongue stuttering slightly, "Mr., Mr. Gu."

Gu Shaozhi’s sharply defined features were impressively handsome, exuding a calm, cold nobility. The nearly rough action of a moment ago hadn’t affected his dignified and graceful demeanor.

His expensive suit had not a single unnecessary crease, the trousers perfectly ironed, and his black leather shoes free of any dust.

Just standing there, he commanded presence.

He glanced at the wealthy heir with a slight, almost imperceptible curve on his lips, "Who were you hoping to try with? The music is too loud, I didn’t catch that. Could you kindly repeat yourself?"

His unhurried voice carried an undercurrent of menace.

Since his entrance, the temperature in the bar had been dropping, and everyone’s gaze involuntarily shifted to that corner.

Miss Ji, lounging on the bar, seemed unfazed, indifferent to what was happening around. Her white, tender fingers tapped the glass absentmindedly.

The wealthy heir, folded into the floor before Gu Shaozhi, averted his gaze awkwardly, having lost all his bravado.

The man, ignoring his pain, rose from the ground, instinctively wanting to grab a woman nearby to cover the situation. But Gu Shaozhi stood right before him, and those around had already stepped back instinctively, none daring to approach.

No man would willingly smile and shame himself in public, but the wealthy heir wasn’t stupid. He knew his father’s company relied on the Gu Family for survival. Offending Gu Shaozhi would ruin his entire family.