Chapter 3

After drinking I don't know how many glasses of wine, I felt a bit dizzy. I stood up unsteadily, intending to go to the bathroom.

On the way, I passed by a private room with the door not fully closed. The voices coming from inside made me stop in my tracks.

"...That Rachel White, I'm really sick of her. She's as stiff and boring as a piece of wood."

"Olivia, you're so much better. You're beautiful, interesting, and know how to talk. You can give me the life I want."

"I only like you, Olivia."

"Ethan, I like you too."

I pushed open the half-open door. The people in the room instantly fell silent, all turning to look at me.

Ethan saw me and froze for a moment, then frowned and said, "Rachel White, didn't we already break up? Why are you still haunting me?"

Olivia sat beside him, looking at me with a half-smile, then raised her head and kissed Ethan.

"Did you see that?"

"He's my boyfriend now."

"If you dare to keep bothering Ethan, don't blame me for being unkind."

I looked at the two of them expressionlessly.

"Don't worry, I won't pick up trash again."

"Ethan Lewis, I hope you can always maintain today's choice."

After saying this, I turned and walked out of the private room.

I had only taken a few steps when I accidentally bumped into someone while turning around.

"Ouch—"

The man was wearing a burgundy open-collar shirt. His skin was fair, and under the colorful lights of the bar, he looked exceptionally handsome.

He clutched his chest where I had bumped him, opening his phoenix eyes wide to look at me, seeming a bit surprised.

"Rachel White?"

"Did you really break up with Ethan Lewis?"

Jason Chen, the young master of the Chen family from the north of the city, whom I had met once before.

I nodded, "Yes, I'm single now."

Jason blinked, his expression seeming to become more lively.

"Then... are you interested in dating now?"

I stared at his handsome face for a moment, not answering his question, but instead turned to walk towards the bathroom.

But before I had taken two steps, I heard a "thump" sound behind me.

I turned to look and saw Jason almost fall to the ground.

I quickly walked over and reached out to steady him.

Jason waved his hand, "I'm fine..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly vomited.

The strong smell of alcohol spread through the air.

I sighed, resigned to supporting his arm and walking towards the bathroom.

The warmth from Jason's body transmitted through the thin layer of fabric to my skin.

His skin was very fair, almost transparent under the lights. Up close, I could see faint freckles on his face, which added a touch of wild beauty.

Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but I suddenly felt my body grow hot.

Jason leaned softly against me, lifting his head, his phoenix eyes hazy and confused.

"Rachel White, you still haven't answered my question."

"Do you want to date me?"

"I like you, I want to be your boyfriend."

My gaze slid upwards, landing on his slightly parted lips.

The next second, I raised my head and kissed him.