"Wow, this chick is sothing."
Soone laughed, even whistling.
"Zhao, has this chick got her eye on you, coming over with Zhu Jiajia to snatch soone away, hahaha..."
"I think this chick is even more assertive than Zhu Jiajia, and doesn’t cry or fuss. She should be Zhao’s type."
The young masters were joking around without any restraint, treating them practically like commodities.
Zhu Jiajia’s body trembled slightly, her fist involuntarily clenched, but the disparity in power was too great, she could only swallow her feelings and not react.
Gu Tong put an arm around her shoulder, clearly sensing her change, squeezed her shoulder in response, and laughed, "What type does Zhao like?"
As soon as she spoke, the room fell silent, all the young masters paused montarily, then burst out laughing.
One of the young masters laughed heartily, teasing, "Zhao, she’s asking what type you like, hahaha..."
Zhao Siyu’s lips curled into a smile, he raised his hand, took a drag from his cigarette, and said, "I like fiery, assertive ones, the kind that can conquer !"
His liking for Zhu Jiajia was simple; because once, Zhu Jiajia’s driving skills were good, and in a mont of urgency, she overtook Zhao Siyu’s car.
That incident left a lasting impression on Zhao Siyu. Even now, he couldn’t forget it, and it led him to categorize her as a strong and assertive woman.
After hearing this, Gu Tong raised her eyebrows, realizing he’s just a masochist.
Thinking this, Gu Tong released Zhu Jiajia and slowly walked towards Zhao Siyu, saying flatly, "Zhao, what do you think of ?"
The young masters had a look of amusent, still laughing heartily, with laughter full of disdainful teasing, saying, "Hahaha, Zhao, I think this chick is pretty fiery, not bad, hahaha..."
Zhao Siyu flicked his cigarette butt, his gaze following Gu Tong until she stopped next to him, and said with a smile, "You’re very beautiful and very sexy, but you’re not my type."
Once he spoke, the young masters seed to have anticipated it, even watching Gu Tong with schadenfreude, curious to see how she would respond.
Gu Tong didn’t care, she leisurely raised a hand, tapping the table twice, and comnted, "Zhao’s wrong, I might not have the sexy part, but assertiveness belongs to !"
"Oh?" Zhao Siyu raised his eyebrows with interest.
However, his expression didn’t last long, as a sudden loud noise shocked him, his eyes widened in an instant.
’Bang--’
Gu Tong lifted her hand from the table, and slamd it down forcefully, the dull sound echoed throughout the room.
The wooden-grain table suddenly ford a crack in an instant, then the black crack deepened, eventually splitting apart completely.
’Clatter--’ the sound of the table corner dropping onto the floor.
The entire private room fell silent imdiately, all the once arrogant young masters were dumbfounded, their expressions blank, no one dared to say a word...
Wei Jian’an swallowed, staring dumbly at the broken wood.
Zhao Siyu was stunned, the cigarette butt burning his hand, but he didn’t notice.
At that mont, all the young masters swallowed and shrank their necks, behaving as timidly as little girls, not daring to say a single word.
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