For the past half month, Liu Shiyi had tried to meet Li Jinghan multiple times, but each time, she was blocked outside by the bodyguards before even catching a glimpse of him. This left her feeling very frustrated—the gap between reality and her imagination was far too wide.
That night, she went to her usual bar to drown her sorrows. After a few drinks, she was already tipsy. With her mind preoccupied, it didn't take much for her to get drunk.
"Hey gorgeous, are you here alone?" A man nearby tried to strike up a conversation.
Liu Shiyi held her glass, shooting him a sidelong glance, rolling her eyes without saying a word.
The man grew interested. "Wow, such a feisty attitude! I like it!" With that, he sat down and threw an arm around her shoulder.
Liu Shiyi looked at him with disgust and said coldly, "Take your hand off me. I'm not in the mood tonight."
"Let me take good care of you, and you'll be in the mood soon enough," the man said, making a move to grab her.