Chapter 200. Class Idol
Of all the ladies present, Zhao Hui Shan was most bitter!
Before Li Ru had made her appearance, Zhao Hui Shan was the most beautiful lady around! Every gesture, every move she made would attract the silent stares of men. But, the moment Li Ru stepped in, every single eyeball in the room had swiveled around to lock onto her body! That alone infuriated the narcissistic beauty, Zhao Hui Shan. How could she allow this to continue any longer!?
Li Ru smirked again. She slid her sunglasses off and nipped the edge of it with her lips, ever so sexily. She slowly turned around, giving the men several more angles to gaze upon her beauty as she scanned the room, her long eyes lashes fluttering. As soon as she spotted Zhang Yang, her eyes widened. She kicked off the floor with her high heels and headed towards him.
"Hey. Wang Hai, let me have this seat," said Li Ru to the person sitting next to Zhang Yang. As if she was wearing a concoction of Aphrodite herself, the man, coerced by the sweet scent emitting from behind him lost all sense of mind and complied obediently. Driven by instincts alone he stood up and stepped aside, his eyes wandering. As she pulled the chair back and sat on it, as his body moved by itself, the man called Wang Hai realized just then that he had given up his seat. Shaking off his stupor, he walked around the large dining table to find himself another empty seat.
Li Ru got comfortable in her seat and waved at the service crew at the corner of the hall. She ordered them to bring her a new set of utensil and cutlery.
She smiled at everyone. "Ah, it's been such a long time guys! I missed you guys so much!"
Fatty Han laughed, "Li Ru! Why the hell are you sitting next to my man Little Yang!"
Li Ru was twirling her silky long hair over her fair, jade-like skin. "Since when, was Zhang Yang your man?! I'd known that both of you were rather close, but I don't think that you guys were into each other like that!"
What was that!? Fatty Han may be known, for better or for worse, for his knack of blabbing out other-worldly nonsense. Even so, this woman was completely out of his league! Fatty Han was dumbstruck for a moment. Being the Fatty Han that Zhang Yang knew, he would always get back up, more determined than ever, and this was no exception. Fatty Han finally said, after a noticeable pause, "Yo! Little Yang, mah bro here is my brother from another mother! Listen, woman, we're so close that we're practically wearing the same pants! As long as you're not getting close to the point of going twenty toes with him, he is still my man!"