Song Xi, who was as weak as a chicken, could only let him do as he pleased.
In fact, the moment she smelled his unique, crisp scent, she already knew who he was.
Yet, she not only didn't struggle but allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
Because she knew Lou Yu Ming; the more she resisted, the more excited he became. It was better to become a soulless husk. Eventually, he would get bored himself.
As expected, Lou Yu Ming felt a lack of interest upon sensing her indifferent reaction.
He pushed her away with disgust, loosened his tie, his dark eyes bottomless.
"Boring."
Song Xi expressionlessly fastened her buttons and asked, "May I leave now?"
For other men, she'd smile brightly, but for him, she was listless!
A hint of malice flickered in Lou Yu Ming's eyes. He stared at her coldly and sneered, "Just like this. When you've eaten your fill of something, it's indeed hard to take another bite."
The fingers Song Xi hid behind her back trembled slightly. She forced a smile, "Mr. Lou, are you referring to yourself?"
"Yes." His thin lips parted, and he spat out the word cruelly.
Song Xi's heart felt as if it were being violently wrung. What made her even more devastated was that before leaving, Lou Yu Ming threw five hundred yuan on the ground.
"A sudden whim. Is this amount enough?"
A whim!?
Did he take her for a prostitute!
Song Xi trembled with anger. She could no longer tolerate it. She picked up the money from the ground and threw it at his retreating back: "...You bastard!"
After returning to the car, Lou Yu Ming felt his actions had been somewhat impulsive.
He rubbed his forehead, a dark cloud hanging over his eyes.
The phone on the seat vibrated. It was Shao Cheng, sending a location.
Just as his mood was unbearable, Lou Yu Ming slammed on the brakes. The black car sped away, disappearing into the night in an instant.
Shao Cheng had arranged a gathering of influential figures in the business world. If relationships were well-cultivated, their future operations would be smoother.
Lou Yu Ming's mind wasn't on this these days. As the strategist, Zhuge Liang, he naturally had to handle everything for him.
The door swung open with a "whoosh."
"Yu Ming!"
Lou Yu Ming walked over. His face was clear and cold, his build tall and slender, a refreshing sight amidst the bald heads and beer bellies.
Everyone nodded, acknowledging his arrival.
Lou Yu Ming was in a bad mood, so he drank a few more glasses, much to the delight of the others, who saw it as a sign of his sincerity.
"What's wrong?" Shao Cheng asked softly, seeing his expression ease slightly.
"Nothing." He once again drained the whiskey in his glass, his tolerance for alcohol astonishing.
Someone, with good intentions, pushed a woman with a large backside and ample bosom into his arms, instructing, "Quick, go and serve Mr. Lou well."
The woman eagerly moved closer to Lou Yu Ming, her waist as supple as a water snake, and softly called out, "Mr. Lou."
Shao Cheng had intended to refuse for him, as Lou Yu Ming never indulged with such women. However, he was surprised to see Lou Yu Ming allow her to lean against him, which was utterly astounding!
What had gotten into him?
"What's your name?"
Lou Yu Ming tilted the woman's chin, his long, narrow eyes showing no emotion. "How much for a night?"
The woman was overjoyed and tried even harder to showcase her proud figure. "As long as it makes Mr. Lou happy, Xiao Mei is willing to do anything."
"Then go to the next room."
He grabbed the woman and left without hesitation.
Shao Cheng watched dumbfounded as his back disappeared from sight. He then turned to the others and explained, "Hahaha, men, those who know, know..."