Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âJust a feel for 48 yuanâitâs a great deal for you.â
Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him. â48 yuan? Then you can go to h*ll!â
Her mind spoken, Mu Xiaoxiao got out of the taxi, its door opened a while ago. Ignoring the driverâs shouts from behind her, her petite frame hurried into the bar.
Before she could enter, the bouncer at the entrance blocked her way. âLittle girl, are you of age yet?â
âIâm looking for Yin Shaojie!â Mu Xiaoxiao yelled. The driver was nearing, and she was becoming anxious. Ignoring the bouncerâs obstruction, she ducked under his arm to enter.
The bouncer, upon hearing that she was looking for Young Master Jie, didnât dare to block her any further and let her go in.
When the driver was about to rush in, the bouncer even helped her block his advance.
âNo entry allowed!â
âWhy canât I enter? That wretch owes me moneyâIâm going in to catch her! Get out of my way!â
âHmph, I donât give a f*ck who owes you money. This bar only admits hunks and beautiesâold man, youâre so old; youâre not a part of this crowd. Go elsewhere.â
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This bar is pretty big.
Mu Xiaoxiao was lost momentarily and had to ask someone for directions before she knew where booth 201 was.
Although she had seen bars being portrayed in movies, she had never been in one before. She had never imagined that bars would be so noisy in real life.
âWhy are there so many people?â Her smooth forehead wrinkled as the music made her ears ache.
Finally, she found booth 201. Pushing the door in, she entered.
âYin Shaojie!â She hollered ferociously, placing her hands on her hips.
Immediately, all eyes in the booth turned towards her. A woman with a lot of makeup on sashayed towards her. With a disapproving tone, she said, âWho are you? Donât think that you can get Young Master Jieâs attention just by daring to speak his name like that! Little girl, youâre too naive.â
Han Yunâer moved closer, and Mu Xiaoxiao choked on her pungent perfume. Wrinkling her nose, she took a few steps back and ordered, âStop coming closer!â
Yin Shaojieâs assistant walked over and smiled at Mu Xiaoxiao as he said, âYouâre looking for Young Master Jie? Heâs in the restroom and will be back soon.â
Han Yunâer was annoyed with Mu Xiaoxiao. Scrutinizing her from head-to-toe, Han Yunâer gaze naturally fell upon her large bosom and gave an irritated harrumph.
âDonât tell me that youâre Young Master Jieâs latest girlfriend? So itâs because he took an interest in you that he dumped me? Youâve got nothing on me except your large boobs.â
This statement made all the boys in the booth to crack-up.
Comparing the two girls, of course Mu Xiaoxiao was more beautiful. Han Yunâerâs prettiness was drawn out through make-up, but Mu Xiaoxiaoâs beauty was genetic. Her eyes were especially lovelyâpeople instantly took a fancy to her sparkling, dark round eyes that resembled the color of black grapes at first glance.
A natural beauty versus an artificial one.
The winner was obvious.
However, Han Yunâer had really thick skin and thought that she was an absolute beauty as the most beautiful girl in Second High.
It had never crossed her mind that if she wasnât Young Master Jieâs girlfriend, she would never have been voted the new school beauty.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs face darkened. She hated it when people said that she had an ample bosom!
In America, where the girls possessed full chests, her breasts were not considered big. But back home, there was always someone who commented on the size of her chest.
She snapped at Han Yunâer, âCan you shut up? Iâm not here for you; what are you babbling for?â