165: Nighttime Bartender ♦

Hearing this, Lin Ran couldn't help but smile. "Lord Prefectural City God should just go alone!"

"Hey! This seat helped you out in a big way! One should have a heart of gratitude. Doesn't Chief Assistant Lin understand the principle of repaying kindness?"

Chen Yu quickly reached out her hands and tightly cupped her pink cheeks, staring at Lin Ran with wide eyes, looking extremely adorable.

Seeing this, Lin Ran couldn't help but bend down and gently rub Chen Yu's head, saying with a smile, "Then can Lord Prefectural City God first return the... one hundred thousand yuan you owe me?"

"The shopping festival is coming, and I don't even have money to buy perfume."

"I don't have money, but I have a life to give!" Chen Yu stiffened her neck and replied stubbornly.

"Also, you're not allowed to touch this seat's head anymore! It will affect my growth!" Chen Yu waved away Lin Ran's hand with a face full of disgust, as if her hand were something terrifying.

Lin Ran pursed her lips, suppressing a smile. "You're already thousands of years old, and you're still thinking about growing taller!"

Hearing this, Chen Yu puffed out her cheeks in anger, looking like a round pufferfish.

She suddenly transformed into a small, exquisite paper doll with a "whoosh," stood steadily on top of Lin Ran's head, and then began to stomp down repeatedly.

She muttered under her breath, "That's for bullying me. Why has Chief Assistant Lin also turned bad like the Secretary-General, always picking on this poor, broke loli!"

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

Lin Ran only felt her scalp go numb, the pain unbearable.

"Ow, ow, ow... My hair is about to be pulled out by you!" Lin Ran cried out while reaching up to catch the hairs Chen Yu was stomping on, inwardly complaining.

[Depressing! Why is she just like Her Majesty? You can talk about lewd things, but you can't talk about money $_$.]

After a while, Lin Ran caught a few fallen strands of hair and sighed helplessly.

"Stop, this Subordinate was just teasing you! Lord Meng Jiang and Her Majesty have already pre-booked the Outdoor Hot Spring for tonight—nightlife!!!"

"Can we go somewhere else?"

Chen Yu's eyes darted around, and a plan instantly formed. She excitedly suggested, "How about accompanying me to the Yin Street Bar tonight?"

"I heard there's a succubus lady performing a pole dance tonight!" After saying that, she deliberately winked at Lin Ran.

Lin Ran couldn't help but lower her head and mutter softly, "Aren't you afraid of Her Majesty's thunderous rage once she finds out? Last time Lord Prefectural City God flirted with a lady, she had to stay in bed for a whole week!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look down! Yu Yu will fall off!" Seeing this, the White-Haired Loli hurriedly reached out and grabbed the hair tie on Lin Ran's head. Fortunately, she was as light as a swallow; otherwise, she would have surely fallen flat on her back.

She said self-righteously, "As long as you don't snitch to Her Majesty, who will know?" After speaking, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and replied crossly, "Tsk! Little White-Lin, do you even understand that this is a unique little spice between Her Majesty and me?"

"Fine then!"

Then, Lin Ran carefully repositioned the paper doll White-Haired Loli back on top of her head.

She quietly gazed at the shimmering surface of the Wangchuan River in the distance, letting the breeze ruffle her hair... [Sob sob sob, it's destined to be another day of being heavily fleeced!!!]

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..." Along with the gentle breeze, the flower of the other shore rustled.

Chen Yu steadied herself and said loudly, "Let's get this straight first: Chief Assistant Lin has to foot the bill today." Her pretty face was full of expectation and cunning.

"Can I say 'no'?"

"No can do. This seat recently got a super cool Black Flag 500 and spent all my savings on it. Now my wallet is cleaner than my face..." Chen Yu said, gesturing exaggeratedly with both hands.

Chief Assistant Lin smiled helplessly and replied, "Fine, I can pay for you. But a girl should still be more reserved; don't just treat others as a sucker all the time."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu immediately patted her chest and guaranteed, "Don't worry! This seat's reputation is top-notch." As she spoke, her eyes sparkled with intensity.

[Blueberry Cheese, Pandan Coconut, Caramel Nut, Strawberry Yogurt...]

"Slurp slurp!!!"

However, at this moment, Lin Ran was silently complaining in her heart, "Good reputation??? Who is the one buried in debt, so much so that even the street vendor selling candied haws almost got scammed by her!"

...Netherworld Outdoor Hot Spring

Meng Jiang's face was full of satisfaction as she gently pulled her loose bathrobe around her, looking lazy and charming.

"Your Majesty, is there any novel and interesting script for tonight?" she asked coquettishly, her voice seemingly able to enchant one's soul.

"No rush, take it slow."

With a wave of Shang Wan Ning's jade-like hand, the two of them instantly teleported like ghosts into the home bar in the lounge behind them.

"My persona today is an elegant yet utterly crazed bartender. Usually, I seem refined, but ever since I met Sister Meng, I can no longer restrain the true nature deep within my heart. As for Sister..."

At this point, she paused slightly, leaned forward, and approached Meng Jiang's crystal-clear earlobe, whispering, "Sister Meng understands..."

Hearing this, Meng Jiang's eyes darkened. "Playing this big?"

Despite some surprise in her heart, a barely perceptible tease still curled the corners of her mouth.

"Of course!" Shang Wan Ning answered without hesitation, a hint of excitement showing in her eyes.

(„ beatω beat„) Thank Q

"Alright." Meng Jiang arched her eyebrows and looked at Shang Wan Ning affectionately, her eyes seeming to sparkle with a thousand stars... Standing behind the bar, Shang Wan Ning looked particularly striking—tall and slender, her jet-black hair carefully pinned up to reveal a section of her fair, slender neck, radiating an alluring glow.

Her eyes were clear and cold, which, combined with her exquisite features and elegant temperament, gave her a unique charm.

It formed a sharp contrast with the ambiguous atmosphere of the bar.

"Madam, would you like a drink?" Shang Wan Ning's vermilion lips parted slightly.

Hearing this, Meng Jiang slowly put down her designer bag, looked up, and fixed her gaze directly on Shang Wan Ning. "Give me a glass of your best cocktail."

"Certainly, please wait a moment." The corners of Shang Wan Ning's lips curled up slightly.

Then, she turned around gracefully and began to skillfully handle the wide array of barware and ingredients on the counter.

Her hands were like agile butterflies fluttering up and down, every movement fluid, natural, and rhythmic.

Before long, a meticulously prepared cocktail was presented.

Shang Wan Ning first took an empty glass and deftly created a rose sugar rim around the edge.

Her slender fingers flexibly manipulated a small knife.

She carved fresh lime slices into hollowed-out shapes and carefully set them aside for later use.