The male protagonist of a sweet romance novel went on a killing spree in the world of angst novels.

Chapter 61 Top Performer?

To be honest, Chen Xiao's face is really handsome.

She's the type that's stunning at first glance.

But you won't get tired of watching it even after a long time.

Upon hearing Yan Ting's reply, Chen Xiao's frustration dissipated somewhat. He lowered his eyes slightly and chuckled, saying, "Looks good, look more."

Yan Ting: "..."

This guy not only has a bad temper, but he's also a bit narcissistic.

But surprisingly, she didn't find it annoying.

Yan Ting was unaware that Chen Xiao had barely rested since last night, and had only eaten a few bites of food, his thoughts consumed solely with the desire to see her as soon as possible.

Now we've seen the person.

But I wasn't in a very good mood.

Of course, any normal person would be unhappy if their wife secretly hired male models.

While others might be unhappy because they think their wives have a problem, Chen Xiao thought that those male models had neither good looks nor good physique, and could not compare to him in any way.

Yan Ting wanted to leave, but didn't know how to start. In the end, she circled back to the same question: "What... are you doing here?"

Chen Xiao chuckled and said with a nonchalant attitude, "I'm here to apply for the job."

Yan Ting: "?"

The next second, she asked in a questioning tone, "Is Mr. Chen short of money?"

On second thought, that's simply impossible.

Chen Xiao had previously gifted her a luxury cruise ship, so how could he not have the money?

Although she did not accept the cruise ship, previous signs were enough to show that Chen Xiao was not short of money.

really.

Chen Xiao replied, "No, we don't need it."

The next moment, he casually said, "I'm here to apply for a male model position."

Yan Ting: "..."

Her expression went blank for a few seconds.

"Are you...serious?"

Is it possible...

Yan Ting suddenly had a wild idea: Could it be that Chen Xiao's company went bankrupt, leaving him with no choice but to apply for male model jobs in a small bar?

Chen Xiao glanced at her little expression and knew that his wife liked to overthink things, whether she was before or after she transmigrated.

But he just wanted to tease her.

"seriously."

Yan Ting remained aloof, but her words were surprisingly endearing: "Once a person falls into depravity, there is no turning back. Mr. Chen, you must think twice before you act."

Seeing her suddenly become a bit bookish, Chen Xiao abruptly stopped laughing. "What? You think I'm not as good as those male models?"

As he spoke, his tone rose slightly, and Yanting inexplicably detected a threat in it.

"..." She thought for a moment: "No, if I were the bar owner, I would definitely make you the top host, Mr. Chen."

After all, Chen Xiao's face alone is a powerful weapon.

A hint of flirtatiousness flickered in Chen Xiao's eyes: "Is she the top courtesan, only for Miss Yan's pleasure?"

Yan Ting: "?" What's with this sudden sense of ambiguity?

An awkward feeling gradually spread through her, so she had no choice but to use Tan Yi as a shield: "Um, my friend is still waiting for me in the private room. Let's talk later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she dared not look Chen Xiao in the eye again, lowered her head, passed by Chen Xiao, and hurriedly left the corridor.

To everyone's surprise, when Yanting arrived at the private room, it was completely empty.

She paused for a few seconds.

Then he quickly took out his phone to call Tan Yi, but no one answered the phone for a long time.

Suddenly, a feeling of worry for Tan Yi welled up in my heart.

Yanting went to the bar and asked the bartender, "Excuse me, sir, I have a question. Do you know where the girl who was in room 701 went?"

The bartender was about to shake his head and say he didn't know, but then he seemed to remember something and hesitated slightly. Yan Ting caught this hesitation and quickly asked, "If you see where she went, you must tell me. I'm her best friend, and I'm afraid something might happen to her."

The bartender paused, then tried to recall, and asked, "Was it a very pretty girl?"

Yanting nodded: "Yes."

Tan Yi is indeed very beautiful, and in a captivating way.

"That's definitely her. I saw her being carried by a man as they walked out of the bar. I thought they were a couple. The man looked quite handsome."

Upon hearing this, Yanting became even more anxious.

She frowned.

She should have known better than to go to that restroom.

Bars are places where all sorts of shady characters gather, and it's easy for trouble to happen if you're not careful.

Yan Ting walked to a quiet spot and dialed Tan Yi's number again, praying repeatedly that the other party would answer.

Fortunately, the call was answered this time.

Before Yanting could even wake up, a deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey?"

Yan Ting was taken aback.

This voice sounds familiar.

"Who are you?" she asked warily. "Where is Tan Yi?"

Upon hearing a woman's voice on the phone, Si Munan's initial impatience dissipated somewhat. He glanced back at Tan Yi, who was vomiting violently into a trash can, and asked, "Are you her best friend?"

He seemed to vaguely remember that Tan Yi had a very close best friend.

Yan Ting, however, said, "Where is Tan Yi? Give her the phone."

Si Munan could naturally sense the other party's wariness towards him. Too lazy to say anything more, he simply held the phone to Tan Yi's ear and said, "Explain yourself."

Tan Yi impatiently dodged her head and muttered, "What's there to explain? You're so annoying!"

Upon hearing Tan Yi's voice, Yan Ting immediately called out, "Tan Tan, where are you? I'll come get you."

After all, she was really worried about leaving Tan Yi alone in a man's house.

What if that man has ulterior motives?

Tan Yi, still somewhat disoriented, asked, "Who? Who are you picking up?"

Why do I hear Tingting's voice?

Yan Ting pinched the bridge of her nose, her tone somewhat helpless: "It's me! It's Tingting. Tell me where you are now? I'll come and pick you up."

Tan Yi blinked, "It really does seem to be Tingting..."

"Tingting, where am I?"

Yan Ting choked up.

You ask me, who do I ask?

Then she heard a rustling sound from the other end of the phone: "Huh? Why do you look like that bastard Si Munan?"

"Slap!" It was the sound of a slap.

Yan Ting: "..."

"Tan—Yi—!" A voice rang out through gritted teeth.

About three seconds passed.

Yan Ting heard a self-deprecating tone on the other end of the phone say, "Don't worry, I'm not so bad as to eat her. After all, I've known her longer than you have."

After saying that, the phone was hung up immediately.

Looking at the phone that had been hung up.

Yanting then slowly remembered who the man on the phone was.

It seems to be the man I met once last night.

Her name was Si Munan?

……

Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's Si Munan, there shouldn't be any problem... right?

However, after Tan Yi left, Yan Ting lost interest in staying in the bar.

She went outside the bar.

Suddenly, I realized that it had started raining outside, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier.

For a moment, Yanting stood hesitantly under the eaves at the entrance of the bar.

After all that fuss, it was almost midnight.

The night wind, carrying the scent of rain, was a bit chilly.

To make matters worse, Yanting was wearing a pure white off-shoulder dress today, leaving her two jade-like arms and slender legs exposed to the merciless cold wind.

Unwittingly, a raindrop slanted down and landed on her eyelashes, instantly making her amber eyes slightly moist.

Just as Yanting was about to hail a taxi, a loose coat was pulled down over her head, instantly obscuring most of her vision.

Yan Ting was stunned.