Reading the chain of funny comnts, Runyan snorted abruptly spilling a bit of sauce on her shirt.
She excused herself and stepped out of the booth to walk over to the restroom and clean her shirt collar.
Runyan humd rrily and took her sweet ti freshening up in the restroom.
But when returning back, she got turned around and slightly lost track of the booth arrangents.
Since she was in a group she didn't clearly notice the booth number and just entered the area casually chatting with her team.
And now suddenly, the entire place looked like a damn maze with identical lavish settings and extravagant golden age decorations.
"Hmm... I am pretty sure it was a corner booth." Runyan vaguely guessed the directions and walked over to one that was slightly open.
She had also not completely shut the booth's door, so this was probably it?
And...
Of course not!
In real life... cough... cough... people don't get to magically find their way back without stumbling across a few wrong doors.
As Runyan peeked inside, she instantly realized that she had indeed entered the wrong booth.
A bunch of middle-aged n were seated in the room, with scantily dressed won interspersed between them.
The glamorous waitresses barely had any clothing on, with their voluptuous curves tastefully displayed like trophies.
Runyan was surprised that the seemingly aristocratic dining establishnt offered such lewd services as well.
The atmosphere definitely looked fishy!
She imdiately apologized and started to duck out of the room, when a thick hand grabbed her from behind, causing Runyan to almost stumble and fall.
Though she might look frail and weak, Runyan was still a stage 2 cultivator and possessed enhanced reflexes.
So she quickly reacted and supported herself, instead of falling on the stranger's lap.
"Wow. Look at that. This beauty is extra flexible." The man loudly chortled as he gazed at Runyan with clear rotten intentions written all over his face.
The others sitting around were also half-drunken and utterly boisterous and broke into a burst of laughter as the man loudly comnted.
"Hey hey. Not so fast."
"Don't leave yet."
"This master here will take good care of you."
"Old Wei. Don't you already have three mistresses?"
"Ba ha ha ha ha. What to do? There are never enough won around to satisfy ."
Runyan quickly walked out and left the clamor behind. She had no idea who those people were and she could not care less about what they said.
As she stuck her head out, she even luckily spotted Li Shi at the other end of the corridor.
Runyan thanked her blessed stars and quickly walked over there.
But following right behind her, another figure as well ducked out of the booth.
Su Han had arrived in Hongkong city earlier this week to et with a potential client.
The client was from a reputable traditional Chinese family and he wanted to start a food court chain based on healthy dicinal food.
It perfectly blended in with the current healthy eating trend and could skyrocket pretty quickly under the right managent.
Su Han thought it was a good opportunity for investnt and decided to support his ingenious chain restaurant developnt.
He had been attending several etings this past couple of days.
However, the usual boring investors eting suddenly took an awkward turn this evening, when soone completely unexpected dropped by into his booth.
The petite figure looked particularly enchanting under the dim lights of the booth.
Su Han's sharp eyes widened as he uncomfortably adjusted his glasses, pulling them back up the curve of his nose.
Once he snapped out of his trance, he realized what was happening.
Su Han did not like the way these filthy rich n were interacting and behaving with Runyan.
He quickly leaned forward to help Runyan out, but the capable woman managed to get out of the sticky situation all by herself.
He was slightly startled and sohow even felt disappointed. Watching the woman run out of there, he as well hurriedly walked out of the booth.
Maybe he should have spoken sothing in her defense, and not let these n bad mouth her?
He was not angry per se, rather he felt more guilty and even a little bit happy, against his better judgnt to see her familiar face there.
But as he rushed out of the booth to follow behind her, the guilt slightly turned into anger, by the ti he caught up to her.
"Why the hell are you stalking ? Are you and your friend plotting sothing new now? Is she also here? Just how much money do you want from our families?"
His hands involuntarily reached out to grab her hand and pulled her back.
How soft... That was the first thought in his mind. Su Han's eyes lowered subtly to look at the spot where his hand was holding her hand.
"What?" Runyan was confused. Where did this troubleso guy pop up from? Didn't she just deal with him a couple of days ago!!
Su Han's piercing gaze reverted back to her startled face and he scoffed angrily.
"Why don't you just say a number up front and I can write a check for it. At least that way I don't have to repeatedly look at your disgusting faces!"
Just as he said those last few words, a slight blush crept up his face, as he looked away in embarrassnt.
Runyan sighed and freed herself from his grasp. After all, she was a dozen tis stronger than him and then so more.
"This is a simple coincidence." She patiently explained and walked back to her booth, leaving behind the agitated angry man.
"Lying bitches." Su Han cursed under his breath and returned back to his booth as well.
Just like that, he had one more stupid fucking thing added to his to do list. Now he had to investigate this pair of crazy bitches again.
Why on earth were they suddenly stalking him???
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