Become a Master of Drawing False Hope in a Tragic Novel [GL]

Chapter 16

It took her a long time to understand what the system was saying.

"...Why is this plot so complicated?"

The system told the sad story in the most ruthless and mechanical tone, "The love triangle is doomed, and one person will never have a name."

"..."

[Task value: 180 points, failure...]

"Stop! You don't need to say those last four words."

"Dddd." Those who know, know.

Bian Yingning had to open her business in the late night, so she got up and put on a shiny silver vest dress, did a light makeup, and put two cards in her latest bag.

When she arrived at the bar, Bian Yingning asked the driver to wait outside and walked in with two eight-foot bodyguards.

The posture she had made others think she was there to seize territory.

The bar was still the same, with blue and red lights flickering and people letting go of their disguises and becoming bold and unrestrained.

Bian Yingning thought she had arrived early, but before she could get to the supreme VIP luxury booth where Shang Qinghui was, she saw the male lead sitting down.

She immediately walked in with an imposing manner as if she was riding a wind and fire wheel.

The damn greasy CEO, dreaming of getting the first kiss of the Lolita supporting character!

In the booth, Shang Qinghui's eyes were slightly drunk, and two large red clouds were floating on her beautiful little face. She was clearly drunk but still drinking cup after cup.

Nan Gongjin took her cup away and asked, "Why are you drinking so much?"

The male lead was called out by a friend and happened to meet Shang Qinghui here.

He had been in a bad mood lately, not only was he scolded by Bian's yellow-haired girl, he couldn't do anything to her.

Moreover, there was no progress with Ji Xiaoxue.

Initially, she was just a woman he was interested in, but he couldn't get her despite his multiple attempts. This aroused his competitiveness.

What he can't have will always be on his mind.

"Why are you here?" Shang Qinghui recognized Nan Gongjin and frowned with a somewhat impatient expression on her face.

Without trying to take back the wine glass that Nan Gongjin had taken, she simply took another one.

Seeing her irritation, Nan Gongjin's already disgruntled heart grew even more agitated.

And there was also this Shang Qinghui, thinking she was something special, treating her like a little sister was a sign of respect. But did she want to be treated like a dog by her side?

"Didn't you used to follow me wherever I went? Now that you see me looking for you, are you not satisfied?" Nan Gongjin grabbed Shang Qinghui's chin and forced her to face him.

The friends who had accompanied Shang Qinghui to drink had long since fled, not daring to approach these two.

Shang Qinghui was forced to look up at Nan Gongjin.

Her small face flushed, and her almond eyes, which had always looked down on others, now had a hint of watery shimmer, like a delicate flower that beckons to be plucked.

Nan Gongjin's throat moved.

Even with all his experience, he couldn't help but admit that Shang Qinghui's allure was something between innocence and mature sensuality.