Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1288 - 384: [Greed, Anger, Ignorance]_4

This young "Teacher Xiao Chen" is too steady.

He laughs, drinks, plays games, and agrees with a smile.

But, Juzi feels that he is completely flawless.

He stared at her eyes several times, which Juzi noticed—women like her are very sensitive to a man’s gaze; she can sense when a man is secretly checking her out.

The problem is, he only looks at her brows and eyes!

What about my chest! It’s so big! And my legs! They’re so long!

Aren’t you going to look?

Oh? Is it because what I’m wearing today isn’t working?

I should have changed into something more killer before going out! Damn it, Ah Lin, why were you in such a hurry! Should’ve come five minutes late and changed into a battle outfit!

But this guy is really not bad, Juzi is somewhat tempted.

Young, seems not too old. Good-looking, tall and strong, definitely over 1.8 meters, and his features are handsome.

As for his financial strength, one glance at the drinks on the table makes it clear, probably the highest-spending table tonight!

Oh, and Ah Lin also texted me saying he came in a G-class.

Rich, young, and handsome!

And he doesn’t seem like the kind to get all sleazy right away!

If I could catch this big fish...

Whoa, I might be hitting the jackpot!

But... dude, I’m already this close! Why don’t you take the chance to get a little closer!

I’m almost leaning my shoulder on your chest, you could easily hug me if you reached out, why don’t you?

Plus, my leg has touched your knee three times, how come you don’t react?

These long legs in front of you, so long, so white, so straight, don’t you want to touch them?

While drinking and clinking glasses, my pinky has lightly hooked your fingers twice!

This is making it hard for me to make a move!

Actually, if a man never makes the first move, it’s really hard for a woman to do much.

Most of a woman’s moves require the man’s first initiative!

Once a man makes the first move, a woman can have plenty of tricks up her sleeve.

But if a man is really as steady as a mountain, it truly is like a tiger biting a tortoise, nowhere to strike.

Juzi’s smile grows brighter, but inside she’s increasingly helpless.

However, a few minutes later, Chen Yan suddenly picked up his phone to check the time, then glanced at Juzi: "Are you free? Come with me for a late-night snack?"

Juzi’s eyes immediately lit up, but looking at Chen Yan, she couldn’t help but inwardly sneer.

Ha! Pretending, huh!

All that calm facade, and now you can’t wait!

You’re going to take me away just like that?

Couldn’t keep it up till the end, huh.

Just having a late-night snack isn’t a big deal since I also want to catch him.

But if it’s really just a late-night snack—this level, this style of young tycoon, if taken back and devoured on the first meeting, it would be hard to have follow-ups.

It should take a few more encounters at least.

Thinking this, Juzi deliberately pretends to hesitate: "A late-night snack? But I’m not hungry yet, how about later? It’s still early after all! Let’s wait till later, then we can call a few people and have hotpot? I have a Black Sea card for XX Hotpot..."

Juzi says this on purpose to pin "late-night snack" strictly to just eating.

But Chen Yan seems unaffected, not responding to what Juzi is saying, instead calling Ah Lin over, whispering a few words in his ear, and then did a few taps on his phone.

Ah Lin’s expression was instantly filled with shock. After picking up his phone, he looked at Chen Yan with disbelief, then at Juzi.

Chen Yan put away his phone and said nonchalantly to Juzi, "Let’s go, we’ll go out for a late-night snack."

"Huh?" Juzi was stunned: "But I just said..."

Chen Yan’s tone was very calm: "I just asked Ah Lin for the card number of your membership here, and loaded a hundred thousand into it."

"..."

Juzi swallowed the second half of her sentence, eyes wide open, staring directly at Chen Yan.

What!

Dude!

Is this how rich folks at your level woo women?

No technique at all, just throwing money directly?!

Seeing Juzi’s dumbfounded look, Chen Yan raised an eyebrow: "Not enough?"

"...Enough!!" Juzi reflexively answered, perhaps so excited, her voice was a bit shrill.

Okay, she did want to say "not enough"—people get greedy after all.

But, to be honest, she didn’t dare!

Chen Yan nodded, without greeting anyone else, stood up, and walked out.

Juzi sat there dumbfounded for two seconds before springing up from the sofa, grabbed her bag, and quickly followed.

·

"Seriously, dude, you said a late-night snack, and we’re having this?"

Ten minutes later, Juzi sat by a roadside wonton stall, looking at the bowl of wontons just served, lost in thought.

It’s just ordinary wontons, a roadside stand, but the stove is a wood stove.

On the soup float some scallions and bits of dried shrimp and seaweed, for flavor.

These wontons cost ten yuan a bowl.

The table is a folding table; the stools are small benches. The tabletop was just wiped, but still feels a bit greasy.

Juzi was a little dazed; she didn’t expect the late-night snack to be just a late-night snack.