Chapter 112 How Can I Be Turned on by Her? (2/2)

”Ha!” Young Master Shen perked up suddenly. ”Impossible. That's my turf.”

Ying Qingcang gave Young Master Shen a sideways look. ”And your people recognize her?”

”Er... Nope, they don't.” Young Master Shen stood up. ”Come on. I'll go there with you.”

At The Inferno Bar, two women, each with a bottle of alcohol in their hand, stood on stage, engaged in a game of morra. They paraded around the stage in their minidresses, exposing four milky thighs, which were literally aphrosidiacs in the eyes of the surrounding men. A group of men flocked and surrounded the area below stage, cheering and jeering.

”Whoever loses has to walk out of here naked!” said a beautiful woman with dark hair as she grabbed a fresh bottle. Opposite her was a foreign chick with blonde hair and green eyes. The foreign chick burst out laughing. ”Deal! The loser who refuses to strip is a whore!”

When Young Master Shen and Ah Nan walked in, the two women guzzled their beers straight out of the bottle. One of Young Master Shen's henchmen hurried over when he saw them enter. ”Young Master! We were watching. We won't let anything happen to Miss Zhang.”

”See that woman who's trying to drink Zhang Mi under the table? From today onwards, include her under our protection.” Young Master Shen rubbed his forehead. ”I swear, when those two hang out together, it's going to drive everyone here out of their minds.”

The henchman could not believe his eyes. ”Young Master, that foreign chick is your woman as well?”

”B*llsh*t!” Young Master Shen smacked the henchman. ”What do you mean, 'also'? Do you think a crazy b*tch like that could catch my eye?”

Ah Nan tugged on Young Master Shen, whose meaning was clear: Don't drag this out. Get them both down before they start stripping.

Young Master Shen hurriedly gave out the order, and before long, a few of his men went over and carried Zhang Mi and Monica off the stage. The two women yelled at each other, claiming they would keep drinking to their deaths. Young Master Shen left Monica to Ah Nan while he shoved Zhang Mi into his car.

”Stop moving! Otherwise I'll toss you out,” Young Master Shen said, finally snapping. ”And pull down your skirt!” Zhang Mi's skirt had been hiked all the way up to her groin. At those words, Zhang Mi snickered at Young Master Shen. ”They look nice, right? It's not like you haven't seen them before.”

”I should just strangle her to death,” Young Master Shen growled, gritting his teeth as he tried to focus on both driving and trapping Zhang Mi's flailing hands. Zhang Mi suddenly thought of Monica, so she asked him, ”So that's the woman who's engaged to Ying Qingcang, huh? Yeah, right, as if she can hold a candle to Xin Qing.”

Noticing that her clear speech, Young Master Shen realized Zhang Mi was not entirely out of it. ”Why? You're just jealous that you lost the drinking game to her!”

”Me? Jealous of her?” Zhang Mi sat up and propped up her breasts. ”Surely my cup size isn't smaller than hers.” Then she lifted a leg. ”And my legs aren't shorter than hers.”

Young Master Shen's face darkened instantly. ”Put it down. I can even see the color from here.”

”And my face won't lose to hers either!” Zhang Mi brought her face up close to him, which caused her soft breasts to press against Young Master Shen's arm.

Young Master Shen eyes darted to Zhang Mi, whose face flushed completely. Her lips parted slightly, and she squinted as she looked at him. Young Master Shen felt a sudden tightening in his crotch. ”Goddamned woman!” he cursed inwardly and then shoved Zhang Mi away from him.

”Sit still. Or else I'll toss you out!”

Zhang Mi snorted and threw a mocking glance at him. ”You have shitty taste just like Ying Qingcang,” she said. After that, she leaned her head to one side and went to sleep. Young Master Shen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that she finally conked out. But when Young Master Shen noticed Zhang Mi's legs, a crease formed on his brows once again. He then removed his jacket and draped it over her legs to cover them. But upon raising his head, he was granted a full view of her snowy white cleavage. He swallowed. In a fit of frustration, he reached behind him, yanked the covering off the backseat and then threw the whole thing over Zhang Mi's form until even her head was covered.

When Ying Qingcang saw Ah Nan the next day, he looked at the other man for a very long time. ”You... Did Monica have her way with you?”

”Young Master!” Ah Nan said, practically pouncing on Ying Qingcang. ”Please let me swap with Ah Che. I'll go protect young miss and Ah Sha. Let Ah Che come back and stay with you!”

At Ah Nan's behavior, a look of utter surprise formed on Ying Qingcang's usually aloof face. ”What on earth did Monica do to you?”

”Nothing. Just that she had gotten herself drunk. After I got her home, she started hitting and strangling me. She didn't even allow me to leave. She slept through the whole night hugging my leg and she didn't even allow me to get on the bed. I had to spend the entire night on the floor.”

The look on Ah Nan's face right then was full of agony. He even rolled up his sleeves and showed Ying Qingcang the patch of greenish purple bruises on his arm.

Ying Qingcang tried not to smile. ”Man, when did that dude become so feisty?”

”She has always been feisty. She just didn't dare act feisty in front of you.” Ah Nan massaged his arm. ”Anyway, I don't want to have anything to do with her after this no matter what. That kind of woman only looks like a woman on the surface, but is actually even more savage than a man.”

”She'll start working at the marketing department in a few days. You won't be seeing her.” Ying Qingcang patted Ah Nan's shoulder in consolation. ”I'll give you a day off. Go home and have a good rest.”

Zhang Mi had already gotten on a call with Xin Qing. The moment she woke up and remembered everything from the previous night, she hurriedly reported her findings to Xin Qing.

”Hey, I got to say, that Monica isn't one to be trifled with!”

It was noon over at Xin Qing's place and she was in the middle of feeding Ah Sha lunch when she heard Zhang Mi throw out that statement.

”You met her?” Xin Qing asked, feeling strange. ”How do you know each other?”

Zhang Mi told Xin Qing everything that happened at the bar, including the drinking contest she had with Monica.

”That lady has balls! I like her!”

Xin Qing hung up with her corners of her lips twitching. ”If Monica found out that another person had praised her that way, she would have hated that person...” she thought.

Ah Che came in from outside with a conflicted look on his face. ”Young Miss, there's a man at the door wanting to see you.”

Xin Qing did not notice the look on his face though. She stood up and glanced out the window. ”Who is it? Why didn't he just come in?”

”It's that William,” Ah Che said in a tone of annoyance. At the same time, Xin Qing noticed the man waving at him outside...