Chapter 473 - What Was She Doing Here? (2/2)

And Guan Tong really did carry on with his so-called “seduction,” whistling at passing girls and throwing out the same line, “Hey beautiful, you here alone?”

He was met with a lot of eye-rolling. One of the girls he tried to pick up had even told her friends that she had “run into an idiot.”

Xiao Luo put his hand on his forehead. He desperately wanted to stick a label to himself that read, “I don’t know this guy!”

This was embarrassing!

Could the guy do something more practical?

Like bringing a drink over to a lady, then sitting down and having a friendly chat about life. Wasn’t this was much better than whistling?

Guan Tong was not the least bit perturbed, and all the rejection was not making bored of his attempts. Every time someone rolled her eyes at him, his heart was filled with immense satisfaction, and he became excited.

“Xiao Luo, you bastard, this fairy of a chick is walking towards me. She must’ve been blown away by my charm and my handsome face, probably taking the initiative to make friends with me. Wow, to think I’m actually going to be seduced for a change. Wait…what should I say? If I sleep with her tonight, then what are the specifics of it gonna be like? Bastard, you and Old Zhang are so chummy so you’d have learned a trick or two, right? Quick, teach me something.”

Guan Tong suddenly grew excited. His gaze was fixed on her, but his hands were clutching tightly onto Xiao Luo, looking squirmish and nervous—like a lady stepping onto a litter for the first time.

Xiao Luo really wanted to say, “You think a woman’s gonna make a move to seduce you when you look like this? Are you really this dense?”

Of course, Xiao Luo was afraid of hurting his friend’s feelings and did not speak his mind. He only asked, “So, where is she?”

“D*mn, are you blind or something? She’s right there.” Guan Tong pointed towards her.

Xiao Luo followed his finger and looked in the same direction, and he could not help but freeze…

She was a stunner—she had a neat short cut that fell to her ears, slightly obscuring her mesmerizing and delicate countenance. She looked flushed somewhat, likely the effects of alcohol, but it didn’t take away anything from her charm and attraction.

F*ck…

What was she doing here?

Even someone as cultured as Xiao Luo would be hardpressed not to curse in a situation like this.

Because the girl he saw was no ordinary person—she was none other than Chu Yue, daughter of Chu Yunxiong, who was currently studying at Huaye University in Jiangcheng!

Her white off-shoulder dress hugged her in all the right places, accentuating her slender her arms and ample chest; lacy patterns traced the curves of her graceful waist and extended down to flare into a puffy skirt. The skirt was covered with a layer of chiffon, which glittered a pale gold, making her look every bit like the daughter of a magnate. She had perfume in her hair and powder on her cheeks, and her chest and hips filled the dress well.

She looked elegant and pure, like a lotus drifting on clear water!

What kind of situation was this? Why was she here all the way in Xiahai city, much less in a bar?

Xiao Luo felt like he was really down on his luck today. He hurriedly turned away, in case Chu Yue recognized him.

But it was already too late. The reason Chu Yue had come over was that she had seen him, and she had become even more certain that this was the boy she had been pining over the moment he turned away. She quickened her steps.

“She’s coming over, she’s walking over really quickly. My God, what’s the hurry? Is she really that smitten with my dashing face and charming personality?”

Guan Tong’s heart was about to leap out of his chest. It was like a dream come true. He had come to the bar just to try his luck and did not expect that he would really be meeting such a girl here, much less one who was making a move on him. And to top it all, she was a girl of such unparalleled beauty.

“Hey there, beautiful, my name is…” He extended a hand out to Chu Yue to introduce himself.

Chu Yue did not even spare him a glance as she strode past him. All he could smell was a passing waft of her fragrance, which dissipated as quickly as it hit his nostrils.