"Brother-in-law, you don’t look old at all, barely over thirty, I’d say."
"Hey, brother-in-law is only twenty-six this year. Are you saying he looks old?"
"Brother-in-law looks just over twenty, you really can’t nitpick our sugar daddy brother-in-law!"
"Since brother-in-law has spent money, shouldn’t we show some appreciation? How about a dance?"
The beauties’ flattery was always so gratifying, especially when it came to offering a token of appreciation. With a single glance, everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and as Lin Fan watched their mysterious smiles, he felt something was amiss.
As a sleek little speaker was placed on the table, the six beauties, including Li Huifang, all stood up simultaneously. This scene captured the attention of all the diners around them and also left Lin Fan somewhat confused.
The six young beauties were all dressed in tight jeans that perfectly outlined their long, straight leg lines and peach-like bottoms, paired with crop tops that boldly showcased their flat and firm midriffs. Their skin radiated a healthy glow, and just by standing there, they were already a stunning sight.
"Three, two, one, go!"
As the music started, the six beauties danced a passionate and sensual dance. The music, with its intense rhythm, crashed like surging, relentless waves, wash after wave striking deep into people’s hearts, driving their figures to sway rhythmically with the melody. Their silky long hair cascaded freely, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, their slender waists twisting like agile snakes, light and bewitching. The pride of youth in their hips, gyrating suggestively, was such that one simply couldn’t look away.
Their fervent dance exuded an extreme seductiveness, with their delicate waists becoming the focal point of everyone’s gaze. The slightest twist radiated an indescribable magnetic allure. Every subtle movement seemed to whisper enticing secrets, taking one back to those dreamy and hopeful days of youth. Hearts fluttered, pulses raced—that moment, they were the center of the stage, the epitome of sensuality and charm.
After the dance finished, all six of them adjusted their hair before sitting down again. Li Huifang, utterly unconcerned, wrapped her arms around Lin Fan’s arm and asked, "So, did you feel our affection?"
"My feelings haven’t been fully accepted yet, but I do sense killing intent from all around."
Lin Fan rubbed his nose. To be surrounded by six pure beauties dancing was the stuff of dreams that would wake a man with a smile. And that dance of pure desire was truly irresistible. Remembering the lush curves of their hips as they moved like serpents, he lost all appetite for food and just wanted to take Li Huifang home and have her dance for him again.
"Hahaha, brother-in-law, you’re hilarious!"
Lin Fan’s words set the six women off into peals of laughter, yet before they could finish, several figures surrounded the table. All around twenty-five or twenty-six, they were dressed in tank tops, their sleeves revealing tattooed arms, and looked rough as they said to the women, "Ladies, you danced really well just now. It’s my boss’s birthday today, and we’d like you to come over to our table and dance a dance for us."
"Sorry, we’re just here to eat, not to perform,"
Li Huifang hurriedly responded.
"We haven’t even had our meal yet, so what’s wrong with asking you to dance? Just tell us how much you want."
These ruffians greedily eyed the beauties’ bosoms; not exactly spectacular, but their slender frames were filled with youthful vivacity. The pretty yet youthful faces all showed a touch of fear.
"Think you’re so great because you have money?"
Li Huifang slammed the table and stood up, glaring at them fiercely, "We told you, we’re just here to eat. Why should we dance for your boss? If you like dancing so much, then you do it."
"Little girl, you’d better watch how you talk to me."
Seeing Li Huifang’s defiant expression, the hoodlums immediately glared back, pointing at her, "Asking you lot to dance is giving you face. You’d better not be ungrateful. If you piss off my big brother, you won’t be able to handle the consequences."
"If we can’t handle it, we’ll take it to go. That’s called not wasting food. Cut the tough act, we’re not afraid of you. Leave now, or we’ll call the police!"
Li Huifang, emboldened by having support, still glared fiercely at them. She had come in high spirits to enjoy hotpot, and before the food had even arrived, someone was causing trouble. It was really too annoying.
As the hoodlums closed in on Li Huifang, showing no sign of backing down, a man’s voice came from behind, "What are you guys doing? Asking ladies to dance and you’re cursing? Have some decency..."
Those words put the hearts of the girls at ease. But Lin Fan, who had sat there fiddling with his phone, lifted his head because this voice was all too familiar. Throughout four years of college, he had heard this detestable voice every day, and it was hard to believe he’d run into this nemesis here—talk about a small world. Well then, he thought, it would just be his adversary’s bad luck.