Around six-thirty, a black luxury car stopped outside the restaurant. The door opened, and a tall man stepped out of the car.
He wore a black shirt with sleeves rolled up high, revealing an exquisite watch for the evening. The collar was slightly open, and his tan skin appeared very seductive.
He strode into the restaurant, his every move exuding charisma, attracting quite a few onlookers.
The restaurant guests were all discussing the man, speculating about his identity; so even secretly followed him, wanting to see which private room he was entering and who he was eting.
However, what they didn’t expect was that before reaching their goal, they were intercepted by n in black who appeared out of nowhere.
Shi i entered room 202, and two assassins followed him inside, locking the door and standing by it, closely monitoring any activity outside.
Shi Keke and Shen Cheng were in the private room opposite 202, with only a two-ter-wide corridor separating the two rooms.
Due to soundproofing asures in the room, it was hard to hear any noise from outside, so Shi Keke and Shen Cheng were unaware of anything unusual.
Each of them ordered a steak, ate a bit, and then ordered a bottle of vintage red wine to drink together.
"Sister-in-law, I always feel that doing this is a bit irrational." Shi Keke frowned, took a sip of the red wine.
"I think it’s rational." Shen Cheng gently lifted the corner of her lips: "If you don’t try, you will never know what you truly want."
"That’s not necessarily true." Shi Keke said: "I’ve never tried n, but I know I want n."
"Do you think trying and tasting are the sa?" Shen Cheng raised an eyebrow, brought the wine glass to her lips, and took a gentle sip.
"Hmm, personally, I think trying n and tasting n isn’t much different, to put it simply, it’s about developing emotional and physical connections with n." Shi Keke finished her glass and poured herself another, elegantly swirling the wine.
Shen Cheng uttered an "Oh," "So in your subconscious, you’re inclined to want n, to be involved with n."
"I’m not denying it." Shi Keke said boldly.
"Then drink more, aim for a drunken misstep tonight." Shen Cheng said, pouring more red wine into her glass, then added: "Make sure to get yourself drunk, imrse in the state of drunkenness and dreamlike ecstasy."
Under Shen Cheng’s encouragent, Shi Keke entered a crazy drinking mode, gulping down one glass of red wine after another, thoroughly enjoying herself.
In the other private room, Shi i watched the footage on the screen, his brow furrowed, with deep eyes seemingly veiled with a layer of frost, ready to freeze everything around into ice.
The video showed a woman in a black tight dress leaning over the dining table, burping from alcohol.
While burping, she kept pouring wine into her mouth.
As she drank too fiercely without swallowing in ti, the red liquid dribbled from the corner of her mouth, down her chin, across her neck, sliding past her collarbone, and into her alluring cleavage.
Her hair was slightly ssy, and her clothes in front were soaked, making her appear wild.
Just a casual movent could stir up desires, tempting one’s imagination.
Yes, this woman was Shi Keke.
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