I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 305 - 275: Strategy and Not Playing Mahjong Tonight, Playing Games_2

Chapter 305 -275: Strategy and Not Playing Mahjong Tonight, Playing Games_2

Li Yuhang understood the implication of the question all too well. After years of flying in formation with Shen Yuan, he had plenty of wingman experience under his belt and answered without a second thought:

“Of course it’s true, but that rascal Shen Yuan ordered two Shenlong Sets that day and really screwed over Old Jin and Cherng Xian.”

A wingman’s quality varies, and Li Yuhang was considered top-notch. So, while responding, he threw in some darker details about Shen Yuan’s past, which made his account more believable.

Of course, he also intentionally omitted some facts. Although Shen Yuan came alone, when he left, he brought the bar’s most beautiful girl, Qiao Lei.

Sure enough, Zhou Peiwei believed him and silently nodded.

What puzzled Li Yuhang, however, was the fact that Shen Yuan hadn’t been in contact with Luo Bingying for so long, so why were they out drinking together now, and also with one of Zhou Peiwei’s close friends?

Looking at Shen Yuan, he seemed to relish the challenge of conquering both friends, and even the question Zhou Peiwei asked seemed like a test for Shen Yuan.

Observing the striking duo, each stunning in looks and figure, Li Yuhang could only curse inwardly, Shen Yuan, you really deserve to die.

Li Yuhang chatted with Shen Yuan with a mixture of envy and jealousy and then drank a couple more with the trio. Before long, Old Jin and Cherng Xian joined them.

They had heard from Meang Kun that Shen Yuan had brought two beauties to drink, so Old Jin and Cherng Xian wanted to come over, take a look, and greet everyone.

When they saw Luo Bingying was one of them, both men were startled, especially Cherng Xian, who felt an indescribable feeling upon seeing her.

Back in middle school, both he and Shen Yuan had pursued Luo Bingying, but ultimately Shen Yuan won her over, and Cherng Xian had been incredibly heartbroken at the time.

Recently, Luo Bingying’s family had some issues, presenting Cherng Xian with an opportunity to get close to her.

But as luck would have it, he got nowhere, and instead, Shen Yuan ended up revisiting the past.

Sigh… Cherng Xian sighed inwardly.

The group continued to drink and reminisce about middle school, mocking their homeroom teacher and sharing embarrassing stories from back in the day.

After everyone left, Shen Yuan looked at the empty bottles on the table and couldn’t help but curse: “These motherfuckers, useless at everything else but can drink like fish. They drank up all my booze in no time.”

Zhou Peiwei, slightly drunk, her fair cheeks flushed, asked, “Shen Yuan, are you trying to get us drunk on purpose?”

Shen Yuan chuckled, “What good does getting you drunk do me? I’ll have to help you to the car and take you home.”

“So, you’re thinking of taking advantage of us while helping us, aren’t you?” Zhou Peiwei said, lifting her chin with pride.

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Shen Yuan just smiled and didn’t say a word. His image as a ladies’ man was firmly rooted in her mind by now; no explanation would make it any clearer.

However, this didn’t mean Zhou Peiwei was put off by Shen Yuan. On the contrary, after tonight’s interaction, not only had they added each other on WeChat, but the distance between them had also closed.

Like when they took turns drinking earlier, Shen Yuan sat right next to her. Although there was no direct physical contact, their legs were just a fist’s width apart.

Shen Yuan couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Zhou Peiwei. Her figure was truly impressive, with the contours of her chest visible under her black tank top, particularly pronounced from a side view.

And those long legs under her denim skirt shone with white light in the bar, the kind of milky skin that’s simply pleasing to the eye. Importantly, Zhou Peiwei’s legs weren’t skinny; they had a certain sensuality to them.

Having experienced plenty of fine legs, Shen Yuan knew well the appeal and rarity of such a shape.

Sitting next to her, he caught a whiff of a faint, girlish fragrance and involuntarily edged closer under the influence of the alcohol.

Their arms brushed against each other, an ambiguous touch that prompted Zhou Peiwei to glare at him: “Hmph, I knew it, trying to take advantage of me before I’m even drunk.”

But though she said that, Zhou Peiwei didn’t move away. In fact, she seemed to enjoy the subtle skin contact.

Alcohol probably played a role; it amplifies one’s courage, often leading to uncontrolled words and actions.

Luo Bingying, too, had her share to drink, her cheeks a rosy hue. Seeing their interaction now made her feel more sour than during dinner.

It was getting late, and neither girl was accustomed to the nightlife, so Zhou Peiwei suggested going home. She seemed to call a driver and then went to the restroom.

With Zhou Peiwei gone, only Shen Yuan and Luo Bingying were left sitting together, the classic “lone man and woman” scenario.

Luo Bingying felt a surge of words pressing to be spoken, made even more urgent by the alcohol.

Shen Yuan swirled his drink and casually said with a leg crossed, “If you have something to say, just say it.”

Caught with her thoughts exposed, Luo Bingying hesitated but then parted her lips, “Shen Yuan, even though our relationship in middle school wasn’t serious, we were still classmates and can now be friends, can’t we?”

Shen Yuan nodded, “Of course.”

“Then why do you…” Luo Bingying paused, still somewhat resentful as she said, “Why do you treat me and Weiwei so differently? I was the one who…”

She held back the rest of the sentence she wanted to say, which was “I knew you first.”

“Differently? I feel like it’s the same,” Shen Yuan replied indifferently.