Chapter 264: Hero Saves the Beauty

The extraordinarily poised beauty sat at the bar, her captivating eyes as delicate as silk. Her slender legs, wrapped in black stockings, crossed elegantly, her posture hinting at the allure beneath her skirt—seductively charming.

No one knew when this beauty had appeared; as soon as the men in the bar noticed her, their attention was irresistibly drawn, as if magnetized, unable to shift their gaze. Even men who were with their girlfriends couldn’t help but steal glances, forgetting the presence of their partners, which resulted in a 'gentle' caress from their girlfriends’ hands.

The lady in black stockings seemed accustomed to being the focus of everyone’s attention, nonchalant as she openly surveyed her surroundings, seemingly searching for something. The men in the bar puffed out their chests and stood taller, eagerly trying to catch her eye and become her 'prey.'

However, the beauty in black stockings seemed barely interested in those attempts, her gaze consistently wandering through the crowd.

After a while, some brazen men took the initiative to approach and court her, but she seemed uninterested, sipping her drink without giving them a glance. One by one, the men faced rejection and retreated, causing other hopefuls to lose interest. Those who were chatting continued their conversations, and those who were drinking carried on.

Ling Chen slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, drinking his beer nonchalantly. He had come to the bar with a purpose today; he was waiting—for what, no one knew.

At that moment, an intrigued gaze fell upon him. Ling Chen glanced over and noticed the beauty in black stockings at the bar eyeing him; her attractive red lips slightly upturned, her tongue teasing the corner of her lips—a sight so provocative it sent hearts racing.

Their eyes locked, and Ling Chen suddenly smiled broadly, lifting his beer bottle in a toasting gesture to the mysterious beauty. It was a rare moment that this woman showed interest in him; idle as he was, he decided to entertain the idea.

The beauty in black stockings seemed to accept his invitation, picking up her drink, clutching a delicate handbag, and walking over with a swaying grace, then sitting next to Ling Chen. Seeing her approach him, envy, jealousy, and resentment filled the eyes of the other men.

"What’s your name, handsome?" The voice of the beauty in black stockings was magnetic and melodiously gentle—a pleasure to the ear.

Now up close, Ling Chen could finally see her clearly.

Just as he had guessed, she was very beautiful—the light makeup on her oval face enhanced her already delicate features, her brows light yet profound, eyes full of allure, and long eyelashes slightly curled, every detail radiating beauty.

Not only was she beautiful, but she was also quite young, around thirty, at the most dazzling age for a woman—mature yet with a touch of youthful vigor, even more enchanting.

"Ling Chen. And you?"

"Shen Yueying."

"So you are Miss Shen." Ling Chen smiled slightly, his eyes clear. "With so many men here, Miss Shen chose me over everyone else; truly, I’m honored."

Shen Yueying replied gracefully, "You are different from the other men."

"How so?"

"Your eyes." Shen Yueying raised her finger elegantly, picking up her wine glass, her lips as seductive as the red wine pouring into her mouth. Watching her finish the strong spirit in one gulp, Ling Chen’s expression brightened—this woman could really hold her liquor.

He did not continue the conversation, instead waiting for Shen Yueying to speak.

She set down her glass and extended her tongue, playfully licking the remaining liquor from her fragrant lips—a mesmerizing gesture that made hearts flutter.

"Don’t get me wrong; other men look at me, and all they want is to spend a night tangled up with me. But you’re different; your eyes don’t carry that vulgar desire, just admiration. That’s why I’m interested in you." As she spoke, she slightly lifted her shapely, long legs, her high heels intentionally or unintentionally touching Ling Chen’s shin, her eyes carrying a hint of intoxicating allure.

She moved closer to Ling Chen, their faces only inches apart, and cooed, "What about you? Are you interested in me?" As her lips parted slightly, a fragrant breeze mixed with the scent of alcohol swept over him.

Ling Chen wasn’t drunk, but his heart was intoxicated. This woman was simply a temptress, too skilled at stirring desires.

"I..."

Ling Chen was about to respond, but suddenly, the light in front of him seemed to dim, as if something was blocking the dim light.

Turning his head, he saw three burly men standing by his side, their eyes unabashedly roaming over Shen Yueying’s silky legs, their eyes gleaming, their mouths gaping almost drooling.

"Beautiful, are you free to hang out with us three brothers?" one of the burly men directly issued an invitation, in an indisputably commanding tone.

Shen Yueying furrowed her brows slightly, sizing them up, her seductive red lips curling into a beautiful arch as she smiled and responded, "Sure. But, you must ask my boyfriend’s permission first." With that, her slender finger lightly pointed towards Ling Chen at her side.

Immediately, three fierce gazes landed on Ling Chen, who blurted out boldly, "Bro, mind if we borrow your girlfriend for some fun? No issues, right?"

Ling Chen helplessly looked at Shen Yueying, who had just used him as a shield.

At this moment, the men in the bar were all watching this scene; their previously envious looks had turned into schadenfreude.

Picking up a beer bottle from the table, Ling Chen acted as if he hadn’t heard those three men, continuing to drink leisurely.

Seeing that he didn’t respond, the three burly men’s expressions immediately turned grim, and they coldly said, "Kid, I’m talking to you. Did you hear?"

Ling Chen fiddled with his ears, muttering to himself, "Some dog is barking—how annoying."

"Damn it, you dare curse us brothers! Looks like you’re tired of living."

A roar broke out, and the burly man closest to Ling Chen raised his fist, swinging it towards Ling Chen’s left face. Ling Chen still sat unmoved, as if he hadn’t seen the incoming attack.

As the fist was about to make contact,

Suddenly, Ling Chen swung one arm out, sending two beer bottles from the table flying directly at the man’s face.

Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by two crisp sounds, the beer bottles shattered instantly, glass shards scattering across the floor and onto the surrounding customers. Seeing that things were going south, the nearby customers quickly dodged out of the way to avoid getting involved.

The burly man reacted quickly; as soon as Ling Chen made his move, he retracted his hand and threw both fists, shattering the two incoming beer bottles.

Ling Chen looked at him in surprise, not expecting this man to have some skills. In a moment of surprise, he seemed to think of something, his gaze meaningfully glancing at Shen Yueying beside him, then stood up from his seat, a faint smile lifting on his lips, facing the three burly men.

"C’mon, let’s see what you’ve got."