Chapter 2: Taming This Master
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That single action made Li Yeting raise an eyebrow, his cold gaze sweeping toward the audacious waitress.
Xiao Mochen also arched an eyebrow. "You've got some nerve, young lady. Do you know what happens when you lock two big men inside a room?"
Su Xiaoxi ignored Xiao Mochen and strode straight up to Li Yeting.
"I'm here to see Mr. Li," she said, staring unflinchingly into his steely black eyes.
A disdainful smile curled at the corner of Li Yeting's lips as he tossed out three words: "Get out."
Su Xiaoxi stood her ground, stubborn and proud. "No."
She even turned to Xiao Mochen. "You—step aside."
Xiao Mochen stared at her in astonishment. No one had ever spoken to him like that before. Finding it amusing, he laughed. "Interesting. Little miss, if you can 'tame' this master today, I'll give you a million!" Whistling, he pushed open the door and strutted out, calling back, "Good luck!"
In the vast private room, only the two of them remained. Li Yeting sat motionless on the sofa, his dark eyes fixed on the intruding woman. Su Xiaoxi felt a chill run down her spine under that piercing stare—normally she feared nothing, but facing this man, she felt genuine danger.
Summoning her courage, she took a deep breath and downed the glass of liquor on the table in one gulp.
Bolstered by the alcohol, Su Xiaoxi stubbornly stepped forward again—only to trip over an empty bottle on the floor. She lost her balance and tumbled forward toward him.
Li Yeting stiffened, his expression shifting noticeably. He narrowed his eyes as he watched the petite girl before him. He could even faintly catch her natural, fresh scent—so different from the perfumed vixens he was used to.
"Ouch..." Su Xiaoxi scrambled to her feet, rubbing her throbbing head.
Li Yeting observed her up close: her cheeks dusted pink, her figure slender yet shapely in all the right places. Though she lacked the overt allure of a nightclub beauty, she strangely made his mouth go dry.
Worrying he might lose control, Li Yeting abruptly stood and headed toward the ensuite bathroom.
Su Xiaoxi, still dizzy, shook herself upright and stubbornly followed.
"What are you doing?" Li Yeting's sharp gaze cut her off as he growled in his low, cold voice.
The strong liquor was beginning to take effect; a fierce dizziness spread through Su Xiaoxi, yet she still remembered why she had come. It was a matter of life and death. Determined not to be driven away, she pleaded, "I... I need to use the restroom too..."
Her words came out soft and slurred, her head fuzzy, completely ignoring Li Yeting's hawk-like glare.
What on earth did this woman think she was doing?
Li Yeting glanced down as she wobbled over to him, clutching the wall for support. The little girl's hand waved helplessly in the air as she giggled, "Oh right, I don't have one..." Then, unexpectedly, she threw her arms around his right arm and began rubbing her body against it. "You have one—so impressive!"
"Impressive..." Li Yeting's eye twitched. Was she mocking him?
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