"You don't want to... ahem, don't worry, it's nothing, he will be fine." Seeing this scene, Sean almost burst into tears as he spoke his lines.

It can be seen that the influence of book culture is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

"You, you know." Akina Nakamori looked at Sean in surprise.

"I know you, of course you will have heard of this scumbag." Sean shrugged, there was nothing to hide.

An angry look flashed across Nakamori Akina's face, but she quickly suppressed it. She bit her lip, lowered her head, and asked in a low voice: "Then you, then you..."

There are some things I want to ask but can't.

"I like you very much." Sean leaned over, raised the corners of his mouth to one side, and stretched out a finger to lift Nakamori Akina's chin.

Akina Nakamori was frightened by Sean's frankness. She looked at Sean blankly. After reacting, she quickly turned her head away, her face red as if on fire.

Sean's gaze was so hot that Akina Nakamori couldn't bear it at all.

"So, naturally I hate this scumbag."

"He's not a scumbag." Akina Nakamori retorted loudly. When she saw Sean's eyes, she quickly turned her head and whispered: "Kondo-kun is just, just misunderstood."

"Is that so? I'll find out if I just give it a try." Sean smiled nonchalantly.

The car became solemn for a moment, and the relaxation that had occurred while eating was completely gone.

"Okay, don't think about him. What you should worry about now is yourself, not him." Sean broke the solemn atmosphere in the car, smiled and reached out to brush Nakamori Akina's hair.

"You, didn't you say you would take me home?" At this time, Nakamori Akina realized something was wrong and looked out the window. This was not the way to her home at all.

After reacting, Zhongsen folded his arms and huddled in the corner of the car. He looked at Sean with a look of fear and anxiety, and his whole body started to tremble.

Uncontrollably, I thought of some of the terrible experiences I had heard from other artists.

Being arranged to accompany some big shots...

Old, ugly, fat, short, bald, vulgar, greasy, perverted...

Such, uh...

Akina Nakamori glanced at Sean again and blinked, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Sean looked up and down Nakamori Akina with a look of disbelief, "I'm a complete bad guy."

When picking up girls, never establish a personality for yourself such as integrity, kindness, specificity, and honesty.

That will only lead to failure in picking up girls, and women will stay away from you immediately.

You must establish yourself as a prodigal, romantic, and cunning bad guy. Only in this way can you attract women.

You must understand that when you are picking up girls, the girls are also picking up you, and no one is rushing to get married.

This is just an 'accidental encounter', an interesting 'experience' in life, a 'wave' in life, and a 'memory' that can only be recalled secretly by oneself.

It will not disturb normal life and will not cause any adverse effects.

Only the prodigal and romantic temperament can perfectly meet the requirements.

I won’t get entangled, I’m just a passerby in life.

And what about integrity, honesty, single-mindedness... Are you sure you are not planning to harm others?

Besides, integrity, honesty, and single-mindedness can all be seen at a glance, so what sense of mystery and desire for exploration are there?

As soon as Sean showed this evil smile, Nakamori Akina became less afraid.

This is a well-known rich man in the world. He is rich, handsome and has a prominent family background. What bad things can such a person do?

robbery?

Impossible, this guy is already so rich, wouldn't the little bit of money he robbed be a waste of time for him!

kill?

Not to mention, with his status, who would dare to provoke him? It's not too late to flatter him. Even if he doesn't like someone, someone will naturally deal with it.

set fire?

This is even more impossible.

Strong woman?

No matter in terms of looks or wealth, it doesn't necessarily matter who is better than the other if he doesn't get the woman he wants...

After Nakamori Akina figured it out, she was no longer afraid. She was just timid and had a cowardly personality, but she was not stupid.

"Where are you taking me? I want to go home!" Akina Nakamori gradually became bolder.

"You're not allowed to go home!" Sean laughed strangely, showing a squinting look, "You'll know when you get there."

The more this happens, the less afraid Nakamori Akina becomes.

Again, what bad thoughts can a rich and handsome man have?

Lying down?

I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!

Thinking about it, fans should think it is a benefit and start fighting for it, right?

When you were invited, you didn’t think about what would happen next?

Add WeChat afterwards?

As an adult, isn't it natural for you to be responsible for what you do?

It's obvious that the greed has caused the rift to be so high that it's difficult to calm down, so he made threatening revelations.

In the end, the development of the situation was not controlled, which resulted in more money not being received, the money received was returned, and the donor went to jail...

Both sides suffer losses!

Because having a pink face is in itself a manifestation of distorted outlook on life, and the final result can only be said to be self-inflicted.

Let’s get back to business…

While chatting, the car stopped in front of a bar.

Nakamori Akina got out of the car and found two white security guards standing at the door of the bar. The security guards were armed with guns and their eyes were alert. Passers-by consciously chose to stay away after walking nearby.

There is no one within ten meters around.

Under the leadership of Sean, we entered the bar. The bar was very large and the lighting was a bit dim, but we could still find that there was not a single customer here.

Because all the booths had been moved away, the bar seemed very empty.

Sean grabbed Nakamori Akina's hand. Nakamori struggled for a while and then gave up. He was led to the front of the bar stage.

There is a card holder alone, and an exquisite silver candlestick is placed on the table. There is a golden water bottle-shaped logo on the candlestick, and a red candle is inserted in the candlestick.

There was no trace of fireworks, but instead there was a faint and pleasant fragrance floating in the air.

Nakamori Akina's eyes widened. He happened to know this candle, CireTrudon, a French candle with a history of more than 300 years. It has always been a product of the royal families of various European countries.

The most expensive candle in the world.

"Sit!" Sean gestured and sat down on his own. Akina Nakamori couldn't refuse, so she had to sit aside.

The booth is so big that the two of them are not far apart.

As soon as this was done, drinks were served immediately.

Five waiters stood quietly in a row, each holding a tray with two prepared drinks on it.

"Choose whatever you like to drink. It's the wine I usually like to drink." Sean smiled and gestured.

As he said that, Sean smiled evilly and said, "Half of the drinks here have been spiked by me. If you accidentally get them, hehe, hehehe."

Akina Nakamori glanced at Sean, I didn’t believe it, she lied to me again.

I looked at the 10 glasses of wine with different shapes again. You won’t come here for real this time, right?

He looked at Sean again. His smile was so mysterious. Is it necessary?

However, I heard that rich people are very strange.

So, is it true or false?

For a moment, Nakamori Akina became entangled again. She was a very entangled person.

For a long time, I couldn't make up my mind, so I finally closed my eyes, waved my fingers back and forth, and finally pointed at one blindly.

The other waiters backed away silently, and the one who was pointed at stepped forward, placed the wine on the table, then bent down and walked away.

Akina Nakamori took a long breath, she was most afraid of making a choice.

"Okay, now there are two cups here, one of which has added ingredients, you choose." Sean said with a smile again.

"Ah, choose again!?" Nakamori Akina looked at Sean with a collapsed face, "Don't pull!"

"This is not possible, you have to choose." Sean sat a little closer, his head almost leaning against Nakamori Akina's ear, and Nakamori Akina subconsciously shrank her neck.

"Your choice will determine whether you become weird or I become weird."

"The consequences look the same, but the process and different choices are still very interesting."
To be continued...