Chapter 100: The Master's Package Deal

  "We won't leave until we're drunk!"

  Tonight, Ye Shishi didn't wear a short dress or skirt, but instead wore a white cheongsam that accentuated her seductive curves that could tempt men into committing crimes. Her slender waist, plump and round buttocks, and the stunning arc of her legs all exuded a mature charm that had long faded from her youthful innocence.

  A white cheongsam with a puffed and crispy chest top, embroidered with a blooming lily.

  Ye Shishi, in the circle of wealthy and famous people, how many men scolded her as venomous as a snake's fang, yet secretly harbored lecherous thoughts, wishing to make love with her like in Japanese adult videos, but when facing her, they couldn't help but be cautious and respond carefully.

  The woman who makes men have complex psychology is often strong, even terrifying. At this moment, the woman who has made countless men have complex psychology narrowed her peach blossom eyes, smiled and pulled Zhao Heng to sit down, with unspeakable intimacy and elegance, making people can't help but admire.

  Qiao Pangzi secretly cursed the injustice of the world, as both of the two big cabbages from Huahai were snatched away by Lao Da. However, this thought only flashed through his mind, and he dared not speak it out loud for fear of being chopped into eighteen pieces by Ye Shifu and thrown into the Huangpu River. Moreover, the sumptuous feast on the table had caught his attention, and his fingers were itching to dig in, drooling with anticipation.

  "Come, sit here!"

  Ye Shishish pulled Zhao Heng down beside her and smiled slyly:

  "I hope tonight's dinner suits your taste."

  That night's banquet was comparable to the State Council's specifications, with a spacious and luxurious hall filled with various soft lights, illuminating the hall as bright as daylight. Ye Shifu and Yan Ruyu, along with Zhao Heng, sat in a circular arrangement as host and guest, making the atmosphere even more harmonious and lively.

  The waiters flitted about like butterflies, carrying all sorts of dishes that wafted enticing aromas. Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingquan were also seasoned veterans of such banquets, but some of the dishes were so exquisite and intricately prepared that they left them staring in amazement, the luxury was something even they couldn't have imagined.

  The cost of this meal is probably an amount that some ordinary people can't earn in their lifetime.

  When the waiter poured wine for Zhao Heng, he refused by covering his cup with his hand.

  "Oh no, I forgot you're injured and can't drink."

  Ye Shishi saw Zhao Heng's bandaged head and couldn't help but giggle: "It's all my fault for getting too excited and forgetting about this!" She then turned to Yan Ruyi behind her and pointed: "Ruyi, go have someone send over a few bowls of the finest swallow's nest, Zhao Heng's injuries aren't fully healed yet, he needs some nourishment."

  Yan Ruyu nodded and immediately went out to make arrangements.

  Ye Shishi reached out and took the wine glass in front of Zhao Heng, replacing it with a glass filled with fruit juice: "You can't drink alcohol, I won't have any tonight either, let's just have some fruit juice together." As she spoke, she lowered her eyebrows and gazed at him with concern, like a little wife, making Song Qingguan exclaim that she was a versatile and extraordinary woman.

  Zhao Heng squeezed the juice and smiled, looking at the charming woman and replied slowly: "I have injuries on my body and can't drink wine indeed, but I shouldn't spoil Miss Ye's fun because of this. So, Miss Ye, please go ahead and drink without worrying, Gan Cai, toast to Miss Ye three cups, thank her for helping me escape."

  "Alright!"

  Qiao Yuncun, who had been gnawing on a chicken leg without any reserve, spat out the bone and immediately grabbed an already opened bottle of vodka, pouring himself and Ye Shishi each a full cup. Before the latter could react, he gulped it down with a gurgling sound, then wiped his thick lips and sighed: "Thanks, Miss Ye!"

  Qiao Pangzi's tilted wine cup was obviously meant for Ye Shifu to drink. The charming woman hesitated slightly, then glanced at Zhao Heng with a flirtatious gaze, and without much reserve, picked up the wine cup. With a flick of her wrist, the strong liquor flowed into her throat like water, her posture exuding an unbridled elegance.

  The woman's chest was slightly trembling.

  In an instant, the wine cups were empty.

  "Miss Ye, you can really hold your liquor!"

  Zhao Heng clapped his hands: "Fatty, let's finish two cups."

  Qiao Yuncai didn't hesitate at all, and immediately poured another round for both of them. Still, he toasted first, and Ye Shifu's face flashed a hint of a smile as she downed the two cups of wine. As Qiao Yuncai lowered his head to gnaw on the chicken leg again, Ye Shifu gazed at Zhao Heng and softly sighed, her voice barely audible: "A true nemesis."

  A hint of helplessness flashed across her face, but she didn't refuse Qiao Yuncai's toast. She smiled faintly and maintained her usual charm as she downed the wine in one gulp. Then, without any reserve, she grasped Zhao Heng's left hand and said in a sweet, intoxicating tone: "After drinking three cups of wine, are you satisfied?"

  Her hands were icy cold, just like the melancholy Zhao Heng had seen earlier.

  The white cheongsam accentuated her slender and delicate figure, making it even more beautiful and captivating. Her dark red hair set off the pale skin of her neck, which was as smooth as jade, giving off a subtle glow. However, the chill that emanated from his palm told her that all her beauty was on the verge of collapse.

  Perhaps with another cup of wine, Ye Shifu would cease to exist.

  Zhao Heng's heart softened: "Very satisfied... very satisfied!"

  Ye Shisheng smiled: "Heartache for Shisheng?"

  The swiftlet nest was quickly brought over, and Yan Ruyu saw Ye Shifu's empty wine cup, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, but then she regained her composure and placed the swiftlet in front of Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng didn't make much small talk and also started devouring it like Ge Yuncai, while Ye Shifu watched him with a playful gaze.

  After a long while, she suddenly spoke up:

  "Zhao Heng, after dinner, accompany me for a walk by the river."

  Three people's gestures subconsciously stagnated, Qiao Yuncai secretly glanced at her: Is this woman really lonely? Song Qingguan wanted to say that Zhao Heng had an injury and it was not convenient to blow the wind, but seeing a hint of worry between Ye Shifu's eyebrows, he swallowed his words again, maybe this seductress really fell in love with Brother Heng.

  He himself should not interfere with others' good deeds, so he kept silent.

  Zhao Heng didn't react much either, and simply replied faintly: "Alright!"

  He knew this woman had something to say to him.

  Late at night, a red BMW sped down the busiest street in the city center. Although it was already nearly 10 o'clock at night, the streets were still crowded with cars and people. Wearing a new jumpsuit, Ye Shishi stepped on the accelerator, drifting continuously on the road, drawing out arcs that seemed to be cursed by others.

  "Miss Ye, what's up?"

  In the dead of night, a lone man and woman rode in the same car. Ye Shifu's legs kept swaying back and forth, exuding endless charm. Zhao Heng felt somewhat uneasy, so he turned on some music to ease the atmosphere after finishing their conversation. In front of this mature and charming woman, he was 100% a rookie.

  Still waters run deep, not necessarily representing a peaceful heart. How many people can remain calm like Liu Xiahui? Having a wandering mind indicates he's a normal man. Moreover, Ye Shishi often unintentionally sized him up with her eyes, it was truly torture. Zhao Heng sometimes really hated that he wasn't Lu Meng.

  Otherwise, Ye Shisheng's car was shaken on the spot.

  "Does something have to happen every time I go out? Can't you just accompany me for a stroll?"

  Ye Shishi leaned against the chair, her hands on the steering wheel, her eyes closed in deep thought. The usually changeable Ye Shishi looked like an innocent little girl at this moment, with a pure smile spreading across her face: "Could it be that I'm really old and ugly in your heart, and can't compare to the lovely Du Jia?"

  She couldn't help but smile: "Honestly, who do you think is prettier, me or Du Ziyuan?"

  Zhao Heng's expression was calm: "Each has its own merits!"

  The corners of Ye Shifu's mouth curled up with a hint of an arc, and her voice was melodious as she opened her mouth: "I didn't expect you to be so glib, able to please both sides without offending either. But I'm very satisfied to get your evaluation, after all, your words are more genuine than those flattering men! By the way, sister wants to find a young and handsome face!"

  She glanced at Zhao Heng, whose expression didn't change much, and added with a hint of playfulness in her tone: "It's just to accompany me for a drink when I'm bored, and to go to bed with me when I'm feeling empty and lonely. Are you interested? 100,000 yuan per month, and after a year, I'll give you a villa."

  She also patted Zhao Heng's knee with her hand: "Will you or won't you?"

  "Sorry, I don't have the energy to make this money."

  Zhao Heng maintained a calm and carefree demeanor, but then a hint of seriousness emerged: "However, if you need someone to vent to, I might be able to introduce you to someone. Women like you are hard to come by, but men like me are a dime a dozen. Would you like me to keep an eye out?"

  "Get out!"

  Ye Shishish gently clenched her fist and scolded Zhao Heng with a smile: "I just want to keep you, other men are worth 1.8 billion, I don't care about them, kid, you missed the chance to touch me, don't regret it later, and don't think of my shadow when you're with Du Ziyuan."

  "Give you another chance, are you willing to be kept?"