Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"If the handsome young man agrees, then I, Miaomiao, will be very happy..."

Jiang Ruyue was a little confused. Ever since she met Bai Li, she had always thought that Bai Li's logic was quite unconventional.

To think we'd actually met our match in a bar today!

The heavily made-up woman named Miaomiao blinked her eyelashes, which were covered with fake rhinestones.

She crossed her arms over her chest and forcefully squeezed her meager cleavage to create a deep cleavage.

Miao Miao was secretly pleased with herself, her calculations running smoothly:

[Heh, I've made myself perfectly clear.]

Men who come to places like this for pleasure are just looking for excitement and a lack of responsibility.

[If you offer an olive branch that's practically free, I'm sure you won't take the bait.]

She had done her homework before she came.

She walked around the venue and looked down on the stingy young people at the regular tables.

They only targeted this table.

The man had striking features, with captivatingly beautiful eyes and a pair of almond-shaped eyes. Crucially, a Porsche Panamera car key was casually tossed in the center of the table.

This is a walking, human ATM.

As for the four or five top beauties surrounding him?

That would be an even bigger plus.

It's simply because philandering men are the easiest to seduce.

Miao Miao swayed her waist, which was encased in a tight-fitting bodycon dress, and leaned closer in a coquettish voice:

"Let me join you guys!"

She stretched out her bright red manicured fingers, almost touching the car keys:

"Brother, I have a strong craving for fish. Take me with you, there are mysterious and exciting little games too~"

Bai Li leaned back on the sofa, not even bothering to glance at her.

In the upper right corner of his field of vision, the Goddess Radar's data panel had already thoroughly exposed the opponent.

[Target Name: Li Miaomiao]

[Current Affection Level: 10 points]

[System Analysis: A gold digger, currently selecting a sugar daddy. She's eyeing the passenger seat of the host's Porsche, but has no investment value.]

It's such a piece of junk that it doesn't even meet the minimum standard...

For Bai Li, saying even one more word to this kind of woman would be a waste of breath.

Young, energetic women understand women even better.

Chen Tingting held a bottle of Corona in one hand and crossed her legs.

She glanced at Miao Miao sideways, unable to even muster the anger to curse.

Li Jiaxin tossed her high purple ponytail, then focused on the pistachios in the fruit platter, placing the peeled nuts into the small dish in front of Bai Li.

Lin Xiaoshuang, like a well-behaved kitten, nestled next to Zhang Qian, sipping her milk tea.

They didn't even make a move to get up.

They knew Bai Li's judgment better than anyone else. Their eldest brother had even rejected that alluring landlady during the day, let alone this piece of trash in front of him.

We treat them with care because we have given them our hearts.

The older woman in front of me, who's practically throwing herself at me, has absolutely no competitive edge.

Bai Li put down his wine glass and tapped his knuckles on the glass coffee table in a crisp rhythm.

"I rarely reason with you," Bai Li said calmly, drawing the attention of the girls.

"But since we've come across such a vivid teaching material today, I'll tell you about an objectively existing fact."

Four heads simultaneously crowded around.

"The human society we live in, broadly speaking, is a giant Rookie Station."

Bai Li's tone was somewhat casual and teasing, and he glanced at Miao Miao meaningfully.

Jiang Ruyue rested her chin on her hand, her eyes full of confusion: "Cainiao Station? What does that mean?"

Bai Li extended his index finger, dipped it in ice water, and gestured on the black tabletop.

"Because this post station is filled with all sorts of large and small items."

Bai Li raised her eyelids and glanced at Miao Miao, who was striking a pose beside her:

"Most importantly, a lot of substandard parts without codes have been mixed in here."

No code? No mom!

Chen Tingting slapped her thigh, her red hair flying in the air:

"That's incredible, bro! There are just too many scumbags in this society."

Bai Li's fingers didn't stop.

On the still-wet tabletop, he carefully wrote the character "人" (person).

"Look at this character," Bai Li said, pointing to the simple strokes: "One left-falling stroke and one right-falling stroke. Ultimately, a person is just two strokes."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Xiaoshuang's soft voice cracked with laughter as she leaned into Bai Li's arms, pounding his shoulder.

"Damn! Bro, your summary is spot on!"

Li Jiaxin didn't even bother peeling the pistachios; she leaned back on the sofa and laughed so hard she almost fell over.

The energetic young women expressed their emotional value in the most direct way, pushing the joyful atmosphere in the booth to a climax.

Li Miaomiao has now been completely left out in the cold, looking like a clown.

Even if she had a thick skin, she understood the merciless mockery.

The strange looks from the other guests around her made her face, which was covered in foundation, turn bright red.

I personally paid for this, and I was actually called an idiot and a cheap slut without any censorship?

She gritted her teeth, preparing to throw a tantrum.

At this time.

A dark, Ugandan-like arm reached out and patted Miao Miao on the shoulder.

With the movement, a strong smell of cologne and body odor wafted over.

The newcomer was a black man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

He wore a loose-fitting printed short-sleeved shirt and a thick gold necklace around his neck that was blindingly bright under the lights.

"Miaomiao." The black guy grinned, revealing a row of striking white teeth.

He spoke in a strange, polar bear-accented Chinese accent, his pronunciation extremely awkward, and pointed at Bai Li, who was sitting in the middle.

"Young man, are you the one you picked to join our three-player squad tonight?"

Three rows?!

The moment that word was uttered, the air in the booth seemed to freeze.

Bai Li's hand froze in mid-air.

He looked up, his gaze shifting back and forth between the black guy and Miao Miao.

So, the "cold-hearted, heartless, and abandoning boyfriend" that this woman was talking about is the one right in front of us?

How is this heartless?

This guy is clearly a weirdo who loves being cuckolded!

They can even use the term "third row" so confidently. Has the environment of nightclubs deteriorated to this extent?

Jiang Ruyue listened to this conversation, her usually cool and aloof face filled with curiosity.

She leaned closer to Bai Li, her soft body pressed against his arm.

The girl leaned close to Bai Li's ear and asked in a low voice:

"Bai Li." Jiang Ruyue's big, watery eyes were full of confusion.

"I used to browse Sun Tzu's forum out of boredom, and I came across a little-known fact," the little girl asked earnestly.

"The post says that, in addition to the communication barriers caused by the language barrier, women also experience some strange physiological reactions when dating Black men."

"What was the reaction?" Bai Li asked casually.

Jiang Ruyue counted them carefully on her fair fingers:

"For example, I'll never choke while eating, and I won't even need an epidural during my natural childbirth—it won't hurt at all. Even my farts will be silent; they won't make a sound."

She tilted her head back, her face full of inquiry:

"What kind of special ability is this?"

The young women standing nearby were completely taken aback after hearing this analysis.

"Pfft—" Li Jiaxin spat out her drink far away, clutching her stomach and laughing so hard she fell onto Chen Tingting.

"I can't take it anymore! Natural childbirth doesn't hurt? What the hell? Natural childbirth doesn't hurt? Hahahaha!"

Chen Tingting laughed until tears streamed down her face, slapping her thigh repeatedly: "Little Yueyue, you're amazing! This little-known fact is absolutely killer!"

Lin Xiaoshuang laughed until she couldn't breathe, then clung softly to Zhang Qian's neck.

Bai Li was speechless.

"It's actually very simple." Bai Li reached out and pinched Jiang Ruyue's cheek:

"To put it bluntly, this means that the woman's ancestral graves are emitting black smoke."

"That led her to acquire these skills."

Jiang Ruyue nodded in understanding, making sure to remember this piece of scientific knowledge.

The black guy opposite him didn't understand the discussion about physiological structure at all.

Seeing that Bai Li didn't respond, he became anxious.

The massive body pushed forward half a step.

He rubbed his large, charcoal-black hands together, his thick lips moving as he spoke with a sincere plea.

"Hey buddy, wanna join us?" He pointed at Miao Miao, promising her repeatedly.

"I'm very well-behaved. You play with her, and I'll just watch from the sidelines. I can even bring you water and towels. I'm good at creating a fun atmosphere, I guarantee you'll have a fantastic experience!"

......

Bai Li felt a churning in his stomach.

He waved his hand, wanting to end this farce as soon as possible.

"Hey, bro," Bai Li interjected, stopping him.

"I'm really not here to join your kind of morbid curiosity. You should take your girlfriend away and go hurt other people."

The noise around the booths paused briefly.

The black guy, who had just been all smiles and trying to ingratiate himself, suddenly changed his expression.

He straightened his back, his eyes wide open, and his thick nostrils flared violently.

He stretched out his thick, black hand, pointed at Bai Li's nose, and raised his voice eight octaves.

"What did you call me?!"