Living like a widow? My rough neighbor is coaxing me to have a baby every night.

Chapter 184 Top-Tier Male Virtue! Qin Rushan Publicly Unleashes His Power

Ignoring Huang Daya's expression, Qin Rushan continued, "Isn't it all just so that my wife and children can live a good life, have a warm bed, and a light waiting at the door?"

"If I mess around outside, no matter how much money I make, I'll feel guilty facing her eyes when I go back. This wine won't taste good then."

Qin Rushan's words were resounding and powerful.

Huang Daya opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

Having roamed the underworld for so many years, he had seen greedy people, lustful people, and people who didn't care about their lives, but he had never seen anyone who could maintain their integrity in the face of sensual pleasures.

He couldn't help but think more highly of Qin Rushan.

This kind of person is principled and values ​​relationships; doing business with him is reliable!

"Alright! Brother Qin is a man of principle!"

Huang Daya gave a thumbs up, "Then I won't force you, let's drink! Let's drink!"

He waved his hand, signaling the woman in red to step back.

Hongxia seemed rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.

Not only did she not leave, but she twisted her serpentine waist and sat down on the sofa next to Qin Rushan, instantly wafting over with her cheap yet alluring scent of cosmetics.

She spent two years navigating the glittering world of "golden splendor," encountering countless people along the way.

The types of people I usually see are either greasy fat men with yellow teeth and big bellies, or weaklings whose bodies have been emptied by alcohol and women.

And what about the person in front of you?

That's a real tough guy, made of real gold and silver.

Even through that work shirt, she could feel the wildness in this man; his hard, muscular physique was a completely different species from those superficial types.

Would she really let him fly away when the meat was already in her mouth? Unless Hongxia had lost her mind.

As for that woman from that family?

What kind of life could a country woman lead, spending all her time around the stove, her face scorched by smoke and her waist as thick as a bucket?

She probably can't even figure out what men are thinking, let alone the various ways to make one feel like they're in heaven in bed.

Men, when they say no, it's just that the time isn't right, the temptation isn't strong enough.

As long as she uses even a little bit of her charm to let this man experience what it means to be "intoxicated and ecstatic," even if he's a stone, he'll melt into a puddle of water in her gentle embrace tonight.

Thinking of this, Hongxia became even bolder.

Her body was so limp it felt like she had no bones, and half of her chest pressed against Qin Rushan's iron-like arm. The wine glass in her hand tilted slightly, and the wine inside almost spilled out.

"Boss Qin, don't be so absolute in your words."

She extended her nail-painted fingers and lightly traced circles along the rim of the wine glass, her voice alluring and provocative:

"We've been eating plain white porridge at home for so long, we should try braised pork every now and then, shouldn't we?"

"My sister-in-law is virtuous in the village, but she probably has never even seen the kinds of things that come with city life, has she?"

As she spoke, her restless hand reached down to slip inside Qin Rushan's sleeve, her eyes fixed on his bobbing Adam's apple.

"There are some special skills that only 'bad women' like us can do. They're guaranteed to make you feel good to the bone. Don't you want to try them?"

She held a wine glass in her hand, her nails painted scarlet, and was about to bring it to Qin Rushan's lips, her voice so sweet it could melt your heart: "Come on, let me feed you this. Drink this, and tonight I'll be yours, better than anyone at home..."

"roll."

Qin Rushan didn't even lift his eyelids, and suddenly pulled his body to the side as if he had gotten something dirty on him.

Hongxia's hand suddenly went empty, and she lost her balance, almost falling under the table, spilling the wine from her glass all over her hand.

Qin Rushan grabbed the work jacket draped over the back of the chair, stood up, and glanced down at her with a cold look that seemed to regard her as a piece of stinking garbage rather than a living person.

"I find it dirty."

The shout wasn't suppressed, and people at several surrounding tables heard it.

Hongxia's face, covered in powder, turned deathly pale in an instant, then flushed a deep liver color. She froze on the spot, unable to move forward or backward, as if her face had been ripped off, thrown to the ground, and trampled into pieces.

"Ouch! What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Huang Daya reacted the fastest, jumping up from the sofa and launching into a tirade of abuse at Hongxia.

"Didn't you hear what Brother Qin said? Are your ears stuffed with donkey hair? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Brother Qin is a respectable businessman, and his wife is a phoenix egg from a proper marriage. Why would he want a roadside pheasant like you?"

Huang Daya's words were harsh, but they were meant to be seen by Qin Rushan.

As he cursed, he winked at Hongxia, meaning to her to get lost and not ruin his business.

"Aren't you going to get lost? Are you waiting for me to give you an award certificate?"

After being rebuked like this, Hongxia's last bit of face was completely trampled into the mud.

She didn't dare to argue with Huang Daya. She stomped her foot, her high heels grinding hard on the ground, and turned to leave.

This man is handsome and rich, but unfortunately he's a blockhead.

Qin Rushan's side was as steady as a mountain, but the others beside him were a different story.

Monkey and Dazhuang were both young men in their early twenties, in the prime of their lives.

Normally, in the county town, you only see factory girls with dusty and dirty faces; you've never seen anything like this before.

Although Huang Daya failed to arrange a girl for Qin Rushan, he couldn't back out of arranging girls for the other people.

"Brother...want a drink...?"

A girl wearing a miniskirt had half her body pressed against the monkey, and her hand moved up the monkey's arm.

The monkey had never seen anything like this before. His wives at home had all turned pale and haggard, lacking both beauty and figure, unlike the charming woman beside him.

One look at her and she was practically bewitched.

His face turned a deep purplish-red as he grinned foolishly, his hands becoming restless as he grabbed the girl's waist, seemingly about to shove her under her skirt.

On the other side, Da Zhuang was in an even worse state. He had been forced to drink two glasses of wine by a girl, and he was practically out of his mind. He was still holding onto the girl's thigh and drooling.

Yang Dong was slightly better off, huddled in a corner, his eyes darting around, but his hands and feet were still relatively well-behaved.

Qin Rushan watched all of this with a cold eye.

Suddenly, there was a "snap".

He slammed the lighter he was holding onto the marble coffee table.

The sound wasn't loud in the noisy private room, but to Monkey and Dazhuang, it was like a thunderclap.

The two were startled, their bodies trembled, and they sobered up halfway.

The monkey instinctively pulled his hand back, and Dazhuang quickly pushed the girl off him. They looked at Qin Rushan with trepidation, like elementary school students who had done something wrong.

Qin Rushan remained silent.

He simply held a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes slightly narrowed, his two cold, sharp gazes like two sharp knives scraping across the two men.

That look carried a warning, anger at their lack of ambition, and an absolute pressure from someone in a superior position.

The air seemed to freeze.

The two girls were also intimidated by this aura and dared not get any closer.

"Monkey, Dazhuang," Qin Rushan spat out his cigarette butt, his voice icy, "Your younger siblings are waiting for you to bring back money to buy rice, aren't they?"

This sentence hit his Achilles' heel.

Both Monkey and Dazhuang have wives at home. Although they are not as beautiful as Li Xianglian, they are genuinely good at making a living.

"What are we doing out here?"