The extravagant world of Japan, filled with song and dance, was alive with hustle and bustle.
In a corner of the women's club's lobby, a drunken Luo Yaoyao glanced at the two handsome men beside her and complained to her friend: "Xiao Man, you said the men here are... the most handsome. What a letdown."
"Hey, Xiao Man, we're only here because your mom's a regular, and now she's saying we're not handsome enough? What's that supposed to mean?!" The two male attendants couldn't hold back.
Xiao Man shrugged in exasperation: "Sorry, she's just drunk. Apologies, apologies."
Seeing her friend whispering to the two men, Yaoyao's dazed eyes wandered around, finally landing on the club's entrance.
A man in a suit entered, instantly drawing the attention of every woman in the room. His dark, sleek hair, sharp brows, piercing black eyes, and chiseled jawline exuded an aura of cold charm. He was tall, his presence commanding yet graceful, like an eagle in the night, both captivating and imposing.
Even his subordinates, who looked decent, seemed dull beside him. In fact, every man in the club paled in comparison.
That's him! Yaoyao suddenly stood up and pointed at the man. "You, stop right there!"
Her shout caused the room to fall silent. The two attendants were stunned.
"No way... Xiao Man, your friend is crazy, isn't she? She's going after him?!"
Xiao Man, still admiring the handsome man, replied, "It's normal. He's so handsome, I'd flirt with him too."
"Ah, Xiao Man, you don't know... he's—"
"Miss, were you calling for me?" The man's deep voice interrupted as his gaze locked onto Yaoyao, dark and alluring.
"Yes." Stumbling toward him, she gave an appreciative nod. "Hmm, not bad. You look like a proper attendant. Come, come, I want you to accompany me." She grabbed his tie, pulling him toward her seat.
His subordinates frowned, but the man subtly gestured for them to stay still. They relaxed.
Once seated, two other attendants quickly stood, nervously trembling.
The man cleared his throat and waved them away. The attendants silently escorted the love-struck Xiao Man out.
Lost in her alcohol-induced haze, Yaoyao picked up her glass. "Here, handsome, drink with me..."
The man smirked, eyeing the glass. He kicked back, relaxed as if she were the one serving him.
"Hey, handsome! Why aren't you drinking? Hurry up and drink!" she ordered.
"Hmm?" The man's eyes flashed. He grabbed her chin and warned, "Be careful. Playing with fire can burn you, little one."
His cold, domineering expression sent a chill through the room, but Yaoyao, intoxicated, didn't notice.
"Ow, you're hurting me! I'm here to have fun, not your business!" she snapped.
He smiled darkly, releasing her. He stood and whispered to a subordinate, "Take her to my room." His eyes gleamed ominously as he swiftly disappeared into the lobby.