The CEO's Icy Lover Taming

"My target? Pfft! Why don't you say it's your target? Oh—" Ren Jingdong rolled his eyes, drew out his voice, and said mysteriously, "I get it. Your target must be a pure and beautiful woman like the Little Dragon Girl, right? Haha! You have a pedophilia!" After saying that, Peihong and Ren Jingdong couldn't help but burst into laughter, tilting their heads back.

Edward was holding a rag and wiping the bottle opener in his hand. His pair of blue eyes wandered among the surging crowd. Hearing their conversation, he frowned slightly and followed those inquisitive and eager gazes to take a look into the corner.

She clearly didn't like such an environment. Why did she force herself to come here? And she was alone? Edward had already seen all kinds of men and women coming to the PUB to have fun. He had long had a pair of sharp eyes capable of seeing through anyone's thoughts. Of course, he could also clearly see her uneasiness and nervousness.

Not meddling in other people's business was his usual rule of conduct. He would never say an extra word about anyone or anything that had nothing to do with him. Being as sparing with words as if they were gold had become his style. Lowering his blue eyes, he continued with the wiping motion in his hand.

Ni Moqiang had checked the time countless times. It was already past eight o'clock. Why hadn't Jingya arrived yet? According to the usual practice, she should have been waiting for her inside long ago.

When she first walked into this PUB, she was stunned by the dim and luxurious decoration inside. It had been almost three years since she last entered such a place. In these three years, who knew what kind of PUB trends had emerged. Undoubtedly, the style of this PUB was not quite the same as what she had imagined.

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, leaned forward and picked up the MINJULEP on the table, put the straw in her mouth, and took a gentle sip. In an instant, the stimulating aroma of whiskey mixed with mint filled her entire mouth, creating an indescribable sense of pleasure for her.

With her naturally keen sense, how could she not be aware of those restless gazes around her? But she didn't want to pay attention. Today was her birthday, and she didn't plan to waste her precious time flirting with men. It was too tiring and not at all in line with her way of doing things.

"Hello, the number you have dialed is not in the service area. Please try again later." The sweet voice prompt once again irritated her eardrums. She stared blankly at the Mint Julep and put down her phone. A bitter smile appeared on her lips.

Where had Jingya gone? Why couldn't she get through to her on the phone? She leaned back on the sofa, propped her elbow on the armrest of the sofa, and gently pressed her forehead.

"Ring—" The phone rang. She quickly picked it up, and the screen showed that a message had been received. She clicked to open it and immediately let out a sigh.

"Moqiang, I'm sorry. I can't come tonight. Dark Rose is a PUB with an excellent reputation. The security guards under the boss, Edward, will definitely not let any single lady be harassed inside. You can have a great time. Tomorrow, I'm looking forward to seeing you in high spirits! Jingya."

Me in high spirits? Hehe! Jingya, you trust me too much. How am I going to spend such a lonely night? Yongwei! You surely don't want to see me spending my birthday alone either, right? Well then, I'll be good. I'll have a great time and give myself a wonderful birthday.

After tonight, she would be twenty - six. She raised her slender, jade - like fingers and gently touched her cheek. The faint smile on her lips carried an almost imperceptible bitterness, but it never faded away.

She drank glass after glass of wine until her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were drowsy. Half - squinting her watery eyes, she looked at the flashing neon lights without focus. The people under the lights were wildly twisting their bodies, venting their excess energy and restlessness to their heart's content. She staggered to her feet, pouted, looking charming. She murmured, "It's my birthday today, isn't it? Why hasn't anyone given me a gift or asked me to dance?" She tilted her head, looked at the dance floor in a daze, and then staggered towards it.