"Hey, gorgeous, you look new here. Is this your first time? How about we become friends?"
A man eagerly walked in. Coming to the bar was all about seeking a romantic encounter—to strike while the iron is hot before someone else steps in would be regrettable.
The man placed his hand directly on Ye Yingsu's shoulder. Without even glancing at him, Ye Yingsu parted her cherry-like red lips slightly, the strong scent of alcohol wafting out, "Get lost!"
The man's smile froze on his face, "Miss, it seems you're tipsy. How about I see you back to the hotel?"
Ye Yingsu picked up a freshly mixed cocktail and stood up, pouring it directly over the man's head.
Those around were a bit taken aback, not expecting Ye Yingsu to be so brazen. She nonchalantly put down the glass, chuckling drunkenly, "Did you not hear me tell you to get lost?"
"Bitch!" The man, drenched in alcohol, was furious and embarrassed on the spot, raising his hand to hit Ye Yingsu.
