Side Story 13: Why Are You Looking For Me Instead Of Her?

In the bar, Jiang Yirui was sitting at the counter. He drank glass after glass, all of them colorful cocktails made by the bartender. 

The dim light reflected on his pale skin, making his fingers look longer than more slender. His head was lowered slightly, and his side profile was as elegant as jade with a cold aura exuding from his body.

"How many girls have already gone up to him to strike up a conversation?" Wang Qiming and the group of them had not gone into the box, but decided to sit down at a table near a corner where they could see Jiang Yirui from.

Tang An took a sip from his corn juice, and couldn't help but think about it when Wang Qiming mentioned it. "Probably about ten, I can't remember, there's just too many."

"Thirteen." Jiji glanced at Jiang Yirui, taking a sip of its own wine. "If you add this one, then it's a total of fourteen."