"Why?"

"I want to leave it until the time of proposal."

"Proposal? I hope you remember."

For some reason, Hunter felt that the end of the phone must have nodded and smiled slightly.

I can't remember that poem, are you that happy?

After hanging up the phone, Hunter discovered that Irving was always looking at him with a meaningful smile.

“Who are you calling?”

"Ah...it's that guy Fann Winston!" Hunter smiled and touched the back of his head.

"Oh? It's really strange... I thought Van Winston wouldn't have anyone's number in his phone. It seems that the rumor that he criticized McGrady of your team for you is true?"

"You said it was in the hotel? Actually, it was okay..."

"It's not a hotel. Of course it's also related to what he put in the hotel. Didn't he say that as long as McGrady came on the court, he would send him out of the track?"

"You mean the Austrian race? How could it be - McGrady was slapped, and Winston just happened to pass by him. And it was after he passed that McGrady rushed out of the track!"

Owen smiled, with his arms on Hunter's head, "Although from the perspective of rules, there is no way to judge him for foul, he used his experience to cause McGrady's panic. McGrady thought he would pass from the left, but he deceived McGrady, causing McGrady to turn wrong."

"It's impossible... Even if he let go of the words and wanted to criticize McGrady on the track, he wouldn't really do that. He and McGrady have no grudges, and he is a few streets ahead of McGrady!"

"Because he is Van Winston, he will do his word. Be careful, Hunter."

"What?"

"If you reject him like this, he will not let you go."

Through his sunglasses, Hunter couldn't see Irving's eyes clearly, but his smile was filled with a hint of evil spirit.

"Why do I think you are gloating?"

"I'm yes." Owen admitted generously.

"But... I think there is something wrong with what you said - what can I reject Winston!" Hunter was confused.

Owen still laughed: "I just know that the first time I saw Van Winston calling a driver, not a team crew."

"We are friends!"

"Oh, this is the first time I heard that he has friends in the past few years."

"All right……"

The car stopped at the intersection, and Irving looked at Hunter with a window and said in a serious tone: "Hunt... Have you remembered what I said to you just now?"

"What's the matter?"

What do you mean by saying so many words?

"I said don't refuse Winston, or he will come on."

The traffic light changed, and Irving drove the car out.

"Forcing it? Why did you say that I seem to be the woman he pursued?"

“Half is right, half is wrong.”

Irving still said half of it, kept half of it, and laughed annoyingly.

Hunter wanted to discuss this issue seriously with Irving, but the car stopped in front of a club.

“We’re here.”

“Where is this place?”

“Shinjuku.”

"Just there are many clubs wearing maids sitting on my lap with trays?" Hunter showed a very expectant expression.

"Have you watched too many vulgar movies?" Irving threw the car keys to the parking guy in a suit and took off his sunglasses, "Let's go. You have to improve your taste."

Hunter followed Irving in without knowing it, and then he realized that it was completely different from what he imagined.

It was a huge runway, with all the guests sitting at both ends of the runway. The lights were bright and the music carried a special rhythm.

"Is this a fashion show?" Hunter was disappointed.

The models at the press conference were all for watching but not touching! It was boring!

"Fashion conference? That's so boring." Owen raised his arm and put it on Hunter's shoulder. "Little guy, if you have a good time today, can you agree to me with a condition? I promise to make you happier in the future."

Hunter glanced at him with his eyes slanted, and combined with the unclear words that Irving said on the road before, Hunter said angrily: "Anyway, I won't let you come."

"I'm very straight, but I don't look like you." Owen glanced at Hunter with his eyes slanted.

"I'm very straight!" Hunter said dissatisfied.

"You might have been very straight before, but who knows what will happen in the future?" Owen pulled the corner of his lips, so beautiful that he could be under the light.

Even a man in a suit opposite him blinked in the direction of Irving.

Hunter was excited and patted Irving on the shoulder with a big smile: "Hahaha! Yes, yes! You are so straight! Only women are glaring at you!"

"Hey, you didn't realize that the man was interested in you?" Irving looked at Hunter with an ambiguous look.

"Ah? How is it possible - I am not as good-looking as you!"

"You make other males want to conquer."

After saying that, Owen pressed Hunter's head against his shoulder, and his smile suddenly became cold and looked at the man in the suit opposite him.

The man in suit was defeated in the battle of sight and had to turn his face to avoid Irving's gaze. Hunter continued to look at the other party in confusion, while Irving covered Hunter's eyes with his hands.

"Also see? I just warned the other party, and you kept chasing him. You are telling the other party that you can pursue, do you understand?"

"What? What kind of catwalk is this!"

Men can still win at each other! Open up a new world!

"Walking the show? Didn't I say to bring you to the party? The theme of this party is 'Beauties and the beast'. Those who come on stage may be beauties or beasts. If you like someone, pay attention to the auction. The auction target is the time of the beauties or beasts. Once the auction is taken, it will not be returned or exchanged. So open your eyes and don't choose the wrong one."

"Auction?" The first thing that came to mind was that Winston bought his baseball cap at Ferrari's charity dinner.

"What mess is going on in your mind? Almost all successful people from all walks of life are here."

"Oh... well-dressed..."

"I am a well-dressed philanthropist. All the proceeds from the auction will be used to help children in poor areas in Africa."

"Ah?" Hunter was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this rich party would have such a "noble" purpose?

"This is the ingenuity of the club operators, allowing the rich to donate money happily. So, Hunter, if you like a certain object and auction the other party's time, you are not allowed to roll the sheets here. This is the principle of this party - the auction is time, not the body."

"What's the point? Can you just talk and chat?"

"You can kiss, except for rolling the sheets. If you have good kissing skills and the other party is willing to leave your mobile phone number for you, you can pursue your goal outside the club."

"I suddenly don't understand what you rich people pursue." Hunter shook his head.

At this moment, the music started and tall women in gorgeous clothes walked out one by one.

Some of them have blonde hair and blue eyes, some have big brown waves, and some have black-haired Asian women.

Their legs are graceful and elegant, and every step is on the drum beat of their heartbeat.

All the guests held their chins and opened their eyes wide, as if they were looking up at the gods.

"They are so beautiful..."

They are all beauties, where are the beasts?

Then, a girl with short brown hair walked towards the guests in a long swaying water blue dress.

Her fair skin and her ice-blue eyes made Hunter's heart sink for no reason.

As she turned around, the long skirt raised waves and her gaze swept across Hunter's cheek, a smile appeared.

Hunter was completely stunned.

After that, no matter how beautiful a girl walked past him, he could not forget the ice-blue eyes and the ethereal temperament.

After nearly an hour of the show, the guests were almost unable to wait.

"Do you really like the girl with short hair and a water-blue dress?" Owen asked in Hunter's ear.

"Hmm." Henter head, "Can I auction her time?"

If it were her, Hunter wouldn't feel bored if he could listen to her quietly.

"I think she should be expensive." Owen replied with a smile.

"It's such a pity."

Hunter sighed, remembering the auction price at the Ferrari charity dinner. The price of the girl would definitely exceed tens of thousands of dollars.

And this is obviously a place to burn money.

"I can invite you," Owen replied.
To be continued...