I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Feeling bored, Yan Ziming rested his chin on his hand, drank another glass of wine, and then handed it to Murong Haiyi.

As a male escort, he naturally had to provide excellent service to his customers, so Murong Haiyi reluctantly filled Yan Ziming's cup.

Taking another sip of wine, Yan Ziming's tone became cheerful, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting:

"I can tell you're really enjoying yourself. Wait, you... you haven't actually tried this before, have you? Someone tried to kidnap you or something...?"

"Enjoy your drink."

Murong Haiyi slammed the bottle down a little too hard, and from that moment on, Yan Ziming knew he had guessed correctly.

Puff~~

It really was like that. Yan Ziming couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing that someone would actually kidnap a ninth-level male prostitute...

Ah no, speaking of which, the fact that a male escort is actually at the ninth level is already outrageous enough, isn't it?

If possible, Yan Ziming would really like to ask the name of the person who dared to do that.

"It's time for you to go back."

"Oh dear, turning away customers is not a good professional trait."

It's a rare opportunity to visit a male escort club, and it might be the last time, so Yan Ziming didn't want to leave so easily. She had only been sitting there for less than ten minutes.

Seeing that Yan Ziming was lingering and refusing to leave, Murong Haiyi clicked his tongue in displeasure, displaying extremely poor service.

Incidentally, since Murong Haiyi broke through to the ninth level, the Murong family officially replaced the Mu family and became the leading family in the circle of wealthy and powerful families. For a time, they were at the height of their power and enjoyed great prestige.

Surprisingly, the Murong family didn't really take advantage of the Mu family's misfortune.

Because they knew that although the Mu family had declined, its hidden strength was still formidable, especially in terms of connections. It was said that Yan Ziming and her group had a very good relationship with the Mu family.

"Don't look at me like that, or I'll give you a bad review!"

Yan Ziming rolled her eyes. This guy's attitude was really capricious. Was it really okay to treat guests like this?

Murong Haiyi didn't mind and simply said, "You're not a guest."

"Then what am I?"

"The Knight of Thunderstorm".

"whispering sound."

Perhaps feeling a bit bored, Yan Ziming adopted an expression of "report only if you have something to say, otherwise leave the court," and waved his hand, saying:

"Go cool off somewhere else. I'm here to drown my sorrows in alcohol, so I won't leave so early. I won't waste your time, my esteemed friend."

"..."

Murong Haiyi seemed to have no desire to serve this important figure, and walked away as if avoiding a plague god, while also instructing the other male escorts not to make any moves on her.

If these male escorts really find out Yan Ziming's true identity, they probably won't survive the night.

"Alas, life is mostly unsatisfactory."

Yan Ziming downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, and a hazy intoxication welled up in his eyes.

When it comes to relationships, he didn't handle it well. Wen Xintong is a good girl, and he shouldn't waste her time on him. She deserves a better partner.

"I can't...at least I shouldn't...have any more contact with her..."

Yan Ziming muttered to himself, feeling that he couldn't waste someone else's prime years.

The foundation of their relationship was too weak. It was as if he had only helped her a few times out of kindness because he couldn't stand it, but she had become so attached to him that he couldn't shake her off.

"Beautiful lady, is something troubling you?"

"Ugh...so annoying! I told you not to bother me...?"

Yan Ziming suddenly turned around and saw not anyone, but Mu Mu, who appeared with black hair.

She was dressed in a butler's uniform, and her phoenix eyes, framed by pale gold contact lenses, were alluring and seductive—a typical heartthrob.

"You, you, how did you get here?"

Suddenly, Yan Ziming felt embarrassed, as if he had been caught in the act of adultery. After all, coming to a male escort club was not something to be proud of.

Especially when caught by family members.

Mu Mu's eyelids lowered slightly, her voice soft yet magnetic, "As long as it's you, I'll be by your side no matter where you are..."

"Ugh... what's wrong with you? You're being so cheesy!"

Yan Ziming felt a chill run through his body, extremely uncomfortable. What on earth was this humanoid creature in front of him? Where did that perverted masochist from home go?

"Since you've come all the way to the host club, shouldn't I appear in this kind of way?"

Mu Mumei smiled and asked back, lightly lifting Yan Ziming's chin, her eyes fixed on Yan Ziming alone.

Tsk, are you trying to act with me...?

Let's see who's a better actor!

"Okay, let's pour the wine."

"Yes, my dear lady~"

Mu Mu took the half-empty wine bottle, poured half a glass for Yan Ziming, and moved it in front of Yan Ziming.

Then, she grabbed another cup, poured herself half a cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey, why are you drinking the guests' drinks too?"

Yan Ziming said with dissatisfaction, and Mu Mu smiled gently, "When you're drowning your sorrows in alcohol, you always need a drinking companion."

"...You pass. Remember to pay the bill later."

"Okay."

Mu Mu naturally snuggled up to Yan Ziming, a captivating scent of alcohol emanating from her. "What's troubling you? Tell me about it."

"A girl wants to pursue me, but I don't agree. She won't give up, so here's the problem: what should I do?"

"Naturally, it's to make her give up."

Mu Mu answered instantly, with an air of brooking no argument.

Yan Ziming then asked, "How can we make her give up?"

"I remember you were already engaged to me..."

Mu Mu took Yan Ziming's left hand, placed it between them, then took out an ornate ring from her pocket, gently slipped it onto her middle finger, and whispered something in Yan Ziming's ear.

"Aren't you right... my young lady?"

"...!!"

Yan Ziming blushed instantly upon realizing what was happening. When she came to her senses, she found a ring on her middle finger and felt dizzy, unable to speak.

Wearing a ring on the middle finger signifies that you are in a relationship or are already engaged.

Having lived this long, she has never been one for such trinkets, let alone rings, which she has never liked to wear.

But when Mu Mu so blatantly put the ring on her middle finger, she didn't want to take it off. She even wanted to take a picture and post it on her WeChat Moments to show off.

Mu Mu gently kissed Yan Ziming's left hand on the ring, gazing at her tenderly, "Is it the right place for me to wear it? Or... should I wear it here?"

She raised Yan Ziming's ring finger.

"You...you...you bastard!!! Well then, I guess I'll just have to accept it..."

Yan Ziming's voice grew softer and softer as he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wait a minute? That's not right. I'm the one who proposed to you, so why am I the one getting proposed to?

39. I was picked up while I was still unconscious.

She was the one who had decided to get married, but Mu Mu's sudden counterattack caught her off guard and made her unhappy.

No, I'll go get a few more rings sometime and put them on Xian'er and Qianxue too.

Mu Mu tightened her grip on Yan Ziming's hand slightly, pulling her off her seat, and said, "If you've had enough fun, come back with me."

"I'm not joking. I feel like I've been caught cheating on you just because we went out for a drink."

Yan Ziming was a little annoyed. "How did you even find me?!"

I'll have to check my phone when I get back to see if there's anything wrong with it...

"If you're not coming with me, then I'll stay here and drink with you all night."

"Come on! Who's afraid of who!"

Early the next morning.

"Ugh... a hangover... I haven't felt this way in ages..."

Yan Ziming woke up in the private room, clutching his head. When he woke up, he could still see things with double vision and his head was throbbing.

She moved slightly, and a wave of intense soreness and numbness shot through her lower back, leaving her feeling weak and powerless all over.

As she sat up, the blanket fell off, and she realized that she was not wearing anything, and that Mu Mu was lying next to her, also completely naked.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ziming understood why her back was so sore.