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The rooftop terrace had been half rented out by Lin Yuanyuan for her birthday party, while the other half remained unchanged.

Li Xiaoyao sat at a table by the edge of the terrace, glanced around, and said, "The view here is nice, Zhao Si really has taste and class."

Zhao Si laughed heartily and replied, "I’m just a simple man, I don’t know anything about taste or class, the main thing is that this place is expensive, and the price represents sincerity."

Li Xiaoyao, of course, could hear the underlying message in Zhao Si’s words—was he ready to make a decision about taking over San Tiao Alley?

Li Xiaoyao had visited the day before, and sure enough, San Tiao Alley was a prime spot. If he could secure a few venues, he wouldn’t have to worry about food and drink, and he could even support a few subordinates.

However, Li Xiaoyao hadn’t yet made up his mind because he wasn’t too keen on getting involved in the messy affairs of society; his current goal was to make big money, the more the better.

Li Xiaoyao changed the subject, and Zhao Si also realized that Li Xiaoyao hadn’t made up his mind yet, so he didn’t push any further.

This kind of thing required Li Xiaoyao to think it through clearly. Rushing him would be futile and could even cause resentment.

The reason Zhao Si valued Li Xiaoyao so highly was not only because Li Xiaoyao could fight, but more importantly, because he saw in him a temperament unique to a strong leader.

He could feel that Li Xiaoyao was destined for great things.

Even if this cooperation with Li Xiaoyao didn’t go smoothly this time, it was okay. As long as he could maintain contact and cultivate their relationship regularly, Zhao Si would have achieved his goal.

Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Si got along well. One had been a mercenary, and the other was mixed up in the underworld. It wasn’t strange at all that these two had a lot in common.

Zhao Si had thought Li Xiaoyao, an educated intellectual, wouldn’t have much in common with his rough-and-tumble self, but as the conversation deepened, he was surprised to find that Li Xiaoyao was actually quite familiar with the rules of the underworld.

The scene shifted to the other side, to today’s birthday girl, Lin Yuanyuan.

Lin Yuanyuan’s birthday party had many guests, primarily the sons and daughters from official and business circles.

After all, Lin Yuanyuan’s status meant that the people in her circle were bound to be rich or of high status.

Guests continued to approach Lin Yuanyuan to offer toasts. She was an open and direct woman, refusing no one who came to toast.

A few men stood not far away, their gaze fixated on Lan Cai standing next to Lin Yuanyuan.

One of the men said, "That woman isn’t bad, do you know her?"

"Never seen her before, but since she’s attending Lin Yuanyuan’s birthday party, she must be somebody."

"She’s really something. If you guys aren’t going to make a move, I won’t hold back," said the man with the long face, tall and skinny, with deep-set eyes, like a vampire from Western mythology.

The man with the long face picked up a glass of red wine and walked towards Lan Cai.

"Hey, beauty, let’s get to know each other, my name is Lian Ping," he said, extending his hand.

Lan Cai shook hands with him, forcing a small smile, "Hello, I’m Lan Cai."

Lian Ping stared into Lan Cai’s eyes, and upon closer inspection, was even more stunned by her beauty. In terms of appearance, among all present, only Lin Yuanyuan, the birthday girl, could compare.

Raising his glass, Lian Ping said, "Miss Lan, let’s have a drink."

Lan Cai shook her head, "I don’t drink alcohol."

Lian Ping said, "Miss Lan, that’s no fun. It’s Yuanyuan’s birthday today. How can we not drink?"

At this moment, Lin Yuanyuan was busy dealing with other people toasting her and had no time to pay attention to this situation.

However, Lan Cai was not a greenhorn, faced with Lian Ping’s offensive, she gave a faint smile and said, "I don’t drink alcohol."

The look on Lian Ping’s face turned sour. Since his birth, he had never been rejected by a woman before. Lan Cai was the first.

Right at that moment, a waiter carrying a tray walked by from the side. When he reached Lian Ping, he accidentally slipped and the drinks in the tray spilled, splashing onto Lian Ping.

"Are you fucking blind?" Lian Ping’s eyes bulged as he lifted his hand to slap the waiter.

With a particularly loud "slap," the waiter was struck and bowed his head, repeatedly murmuring apologies in fear.

Not feeling vindicated with just a slap, Lian Ping was about to hit again when Lan Cai suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Lian Ping stopped his movement and turned his head towards Lan Cai. His eyes shifted, and with a sinister laugh, he said, "I can stop, but you have to drink a few rounds with me. Just keep me company to my satisfaction, and I’ll let this kid off."

Lan Cai’s Xiubrow furrowed as she glanced at the scared-looking waiter and said, "He just accidentally dirtied your clothes. How much is your outfit? I’ll compensate on his behalf."

Lian Ping said, "Miss Lan, it’s not about how much money it is. This kid can’t watch where he’s going and has ruined my mood. When I’m in a bad mood, I feel like hitting someone. If you won’t drink with me, I’ll break both of this kid’s hands. Choose for yourself."

Lan Cai was furious upon hearing Lian Ping’s words. Did this man truly believe he could act with impunity just because he had money? Did he think his wealth granted him the right to do whatever he wanted?

The waiter, hearing Lian Ping’s words, was very scared. He understood that anyone who could afford to come and go from a five-star hotel was either rich or noble, and the man he had inadvertently offended today seemed young, very likely a second-generation rich or official. If he got beaten up here today, it would just be a beating for nothing.

The police would never touch these rich seconds and official seconds.

With a furrowed brow, just as Lan Cai was about to agree to Lian Ping’s demand, a familiar figure suddenly appeared before her.

"She won’t drink. If you want someone to drink with, I’ll keep you company," said Li Xiaoyao. He had noticed the situation when Lian Ping had started to slap the waiter earlier. As for Lian Ping’s recent words, he had heard them loud and clear.

This Lian Ping, undoubtedly rich or noble, took pleasure in bullying others because of his status.

What surprised Li Xiaoyao was that Lan Cai actually stepped forward to intervene. He had thought that an ’iceberg beauty’ like Lan Cai would certainly remain indifferent, but she had chosen to help.

Li Xiaoyao could guess that if he hadn’t shown up, Lan Cai might really end up drinking with Lian Ping.

Lian Ping eyed the suddenly appearing Li Xiaoyao and quickly assessed that the total worth of Li’s clothes did not exceed two hundred Xuan Country Currency. His confidence surged and he sneered, "Who the fuck are you? Is there a place for you to speak here? Country bumpkin!"

Lan Cai had not expected Li Xiaoyao to suddenly turn up. When she heard him say that "she won’t drink," she felt a touch of emotion.

"Li Xiaoyao, you should leave now. You can’t afford to offend the people here," Lan Cai whispered in Li Xiaoyao’s ear.

Li Xiaoyao smiled and asked, "Are you worried about me?"

Lan Cai blushed, slightly annoyed, and said, "I just don’t want to see my subordinate get hurt."

Li Xiaoyao said, "Don’t worry, there’s no one in this world I’m afraid to provoke."

His voice was not loud, but it was filled with confidence. At that moment, even Lan Cai was astounded by the source of Li Xiaoyao’s self-assuredness.

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