Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 387 - 193: Respect and Ruin_2

Han Lie had just asked casually; he wasn’t trying to start a war.

With three girls and one guy, the guy had better just lie low.

Yet unexpectedly, such a simple question directly hit a powder keg.

"A nickname, huh? TEE-HEE..."

Wanwan giggled twice, boldly sticking out her chest. "It’s simple, really, because I look like a bowl!"

Si Yu was bewildered, taking another look at her face—it wasn’t a round face. Where did it look like a bowl?!

Han Lie subconsciously lowered his eyelids, his heart fluttering.

Alright, if you’re talking about that, I’m suddenly all ears!

Seventeen was even more spirited, seemingly spitting out jokingly, "PAH! A lousy nickname given by some dog of a man, and you feel honored? You spill the beans to everyone, are you stupid?"

At first listen, there was nothing wrong with those words, but Wanwan immediately got agitated.

"What does it have to do with any dog of a man? It was clearly given by my dorm sisters! They envy and are jealous of me—you probably envy, are jealous of, and hate me, right?!"

Si Yu blinked in confusion, not understanding why the two good friends who had come together suddenly started arguing.

But she was still a smart girl; at the very least, she understood what was behind Wanwan’s nickname.

So, she silently picked up her glass and took another gulp.

This baby feels bitter, but this baby won’t cry!

Han Lie, looking away for just a moment, sensed Si Yu becoming somewhat withdrawn. Amused, he nudged her shoulder.

"Hey! What are you thinking about?"

Si Yu blinked and moved closer to Han Lie. "What’s going on with those two?"

Wanwan and Seventeen had already started fighting and were now locked in a drinking contest.

Han Lie turned his head and whispered in her ear, "Maybe they’re craving dog meat..."

There, the young girl was befuddled again.

"Dog meat?!"

"MHM," Han Lie said with a mischievous smirk, teasing her. "My nickname is ’Dog Lie’."

That is indeed quite dog-like.

Si Yu felt her ears grow hot from the warm breath of this "dog of a man," her heart quivering.

In fact, he could have spoken louder; there was no need to be so close for her to hear him.

But Han Lie deliberately lowered his voice, whispering very close to her ear...

The rascal!

Si Yu was both embarrassed and drunk, feeling a bit tipsy.

But the feeling wasn’t bad at all.

Han Lie’s actions had always been graceful. The actual physical contact had only been the initial pat on her knee and the nudge on her shoulder just now.

Si Yu could feel his consideration and respect, so she didn’t mind his minor naughtiness much. Instead, she found it thrilling, enjoying a secret pleasure.

Isn’t that contradictory?

How can a considerate and respectful good man be "bad"?

Actually, there’s no contradiction at all.

In a woman’s understanding, consideration and respect are behaviors, while being "bad" is a sensation; the two concepts aren’t in the same dimension at all.

Therefore, the "bad guys" they talk about are not bad in terms of character. Rather, they are the type who know how to flirt and tease, frequently surprise them, make them lose face, and then coax them back into a good mood—a kind of charm.

Additionally, mark this well!

Respect, from a woman’s perspective, is also different from what men think.

Let’s take the simplest example—

If you touch her when you shouldn’t, that’s being a hooligan.

If you take the initiative to touch her when you’re supposed to, that’s being considerate.

To touch boldly, unreservedly, and thoroughly—this is the greatest form of respect.

If you don’t touch when you’re supposed to and just turn away and leave?

How can you be so disrespectful!

If you still don’t get it, Brother Bao really can’t help you. You might as well stay single!

Wanwan and Seventeen were tearing at each other intensely. But when they turned around—well, I’ll be! That little vixen had swooped in and gotten all his attention; Han Lie and that girl were happily chatting away.

This couldn’t be allowed!

So, the two of them promptly ceased fire and resumed the game.

After that, everyone had their wins and losses.

When Han Lie won, he didn’t really make things difficult for them. But Wanwan and Seventeen, with their fiery tempers, couldn’t resist starting to make things difficult for each other.

For dares—

"Go flirt outrageously with the man at the next table!"

"Kneel on the table, don’t pick up your glass, and drink with your head down!"

For truths—

"How many boyfriends have you had?"

"Is money more important, or is great sex more important?"

Good grief, Si Yu was so scared she was trembling, not daring to get involved at all.

When Han Lie lost, hey, it was even more outrageous.

"Han Lie, I accidentally spilled some wine on my collarbone just now. Could you please drink it off for me?"

"Han Lie, I want to go dancing. As your forfeit, you have to protect me for ten minutes!"

"Han Lie..."

Luckily, Han Lie didn’t lose much; otherwise, his clothes might not have even stayed on.

Si Yu frowned. "Why are they like this?"

HAHA, the innocent little lamb wasn’t completely without guile, complaining half-jokingly and thus setting herself apart.

But Han Lie never played by the book; he just smiled without responding.

Just then, groups of men came over to offer toasts, and the overt and covert struggle between Wanwan and Seventeen finally came to a halt.

After drinking for about another half hour, the dance floor turned into a frenzy.

Wanwan grabbed Han Lie and plunged into the crowd.

She was hot, incredibly hot.

She danced against Han Lie with such fervent energy, fully expressing the bounce of youth.

A collision occurred on average every ten seconds, almost giving Han Lie internal injuries—his lower back ached terribly.

After they returned, Seventeen, unwilling to be outdone, pulled Han Lie straight to the restroom.

"Han Lie, could you please accompany me to the restroom? I’m worried it’s not safe."

Si Yu couldn’t for the life of her understand why going to the restroom would be unsafe...

Han Lie naturally didn’t mind; he too wanted to see what new trick Seventeen had up her sleeve.

Along the way, however, she behaved herself, just pulling Han Lie along without a word, her head down.

About five minutes later, she emerged from the women’s restroom, and Han Lie was shocked.

She had washed her face and removed all her makeup.