Chapter 68 - Chapter 68: Chapter Sixty-Eight: Coincidence (1/2)
Chapter 68: Chapter Sixty-Eight: Coincidence
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
When Ye Kun entered the bar, he instantly spotted a familiar figure among the crowd dancing on the dance floor, and his eyes widened. There he was, searching for her everywhere, and she suddenly showed up when he least expected her!
He found a seat with a good view of the dance floor and sat down. When the bar manager saw him, he quickly came and greeted him. “Young Master Kun—”
“Don’t mind me,” Ye Kun interrupted and waved him away. “Get me a glass of soda water.”
‘Soda water? The foreman thought, slightly bewildered, but he immediately did as told.
Ye Kun drank his soda water as he watched the woman on the dance floor move her body to her heart’s content. Her graceful figure seemed to be venting some kind of emotion. She was unrestrained and flamboyant—a huge contrast to her usual bright and intellectual appearance.
‘She really is extraordinary,’ Ye Kun mused.
When the song ended, the dancers dispersed. Fang Xi was a little shaky on her feet, but her mind was clear. She was walking to her booth with a faint smile when someone blocked her way. The guy flirted, “Hey, that was some awesome dancing out there! Why don’t we have a drink together?”
Fang Xi’s smile instantly turned cold. She waved her hand, indicating her disinterest without looking up at him, and walked away. However, the man wouldn’t give up until he got a date with the beauty. He stepped close, grabbed her arm, and said, “Hey, do me a favor here.”
Fang Xi flipped her arm, freeing it from the man’s hold, and coldly rebuffed him, “Move it! Get out of my way!”
“Oh, you have a temper. Spicy, I like that.” The man was quite displeased at being rejected and—under the influence of alcohol—wouldn’t take no for an answer. He reached out his hand again and forcefully pulled her back.
Fang Xi sneered and gave a knife-hand strike to his wrist. The man retracted his hand in pain, and his companions beside him laughed at his plight.
Humiliated, the man flew into a rage. He raised his hand, intending to slap Fang Xi’s face, and shouted, “You ungrateful b*tch!”
A strong hand grabbed his raised hand before he could bring his palm down.
“Stop it!” its owner demanded. The man turned his head to stare at the meddler and was about to blow up at him when one of his companions quickly restrained and pushed him away. His companion then turned around and repeatedly apologized, “Young Master Kun! Sorry, our bad! We’re terribly sorry!