44 Miss flats
Zhenyi came out of the smelly room and sat on the stool examining the people dancing and drowning their sorrows and frustrations in alcohol, particularly unaware of the mayhem occurring on the other side of the very same club.
"Bartender! A glass of whisky," she said to the man standing beside her while the man she called the bartender, was in utter disbelief.
He was a young master of a noble family! The darn woman called him bartender!
The real bartender had an urge to cry. But he could do nothing but pray for his life. One looked like a rich Young master and the other appeared as the Young miss of a prominent family.
"Ma'am-"
"Shhh! You talk too much. Just concentrate on pouring me a drink," she said without bothering to check the source of the voice.
However, the drink was served but not by the real bartender. Another person had an amusing smirk on his face when zhenyi was taking a sip of her drink.
"Ewwwww"
"What the heck it is?" she shouted annoyingly.
"Drink sweetheart. Your drink as you ordered," he grinned at her while she was scowling in anger.
"Madam I'm sorry. Sir is not a bartender. Please let me pour you another glass of whiskey," the real bartender bowed and apologized. The club rules were stringent not to offend customers.
She took the other man up and down without glancing at the bartender without uttering a word.
"Come on, sweetheart if you don't stop ogling me. Perhaps, I'll start blushing," the young man said dramatically. He thought she was cute with her queen-like attitude and don't-mess-with-me aura.
"I don't have a habit of ogling a man who is dressed as a waiter" Her jibe rendered him speechless.
"You-you are saying I'm dressed as a waiter"
The handsome and sophisticated young master felt humiliated.
"Bartender to be precise"
'Darn this woman! She had no control over her Sharp tongue!'
"Do you even know who I'm?," The young master smiled contemptuously at her.
"Sorry! James bond didn't recognize you in your bartender attire, "Zhenyi replied nonchalantly.
He huffed and puffed but sat on the stool beside her.
"A glass of whiskey for the lady"
She didn't even bother to glance at him.
"Come on, sweetheart don't ignore this handsome man now," He grinned showing his perfect thirty-two teeth.
"Stop it"
"What?"
"Stop calling me sweetheart."
"Then tell me your name. By the way, this handsome young master's name is Ming Yu."
The Ming family was one of the aristocratic families of the capital city. They were as rich as sin. And Ming Yu was the son of the current head of the Ming family. Never in his life, someone dared to call him a bartender. A mere bartender.
Hmmph!
But there was something mysterious about this woman not in a romantic way but more like a curiosity.
"Let me enjoy my drink in peace, "Zhenyi warned him.
If the young man was aware of what she did minutes ago, he might want to run for his life.
"Sweetheart, I am not holding you back," he pouted.
"Stop it"
"Then tell me your name"
"Do you flirt with every girl you see?"
"You think I'm flirting with you?" The man gasped dramatically, ignoring the looks her hidden guards were giving him.
'Kids these days don't cherish their life!'
"Aren't you?," Zhenyi asked Ming Yu casually. His drama was going overboard.
"Hmmp! You think so highly of yourself girl"
"You--"
"Have you seen yourself in the mirror?"
"Shut the hell up, Ming Yu"
"I know it hurts. But you see there sweetheart" he pointed towards a girl dancing in the middle of the crowded dancefloor."That's my type. Not a woman with terrible body proportions. "
"Damn youuu! You're insulting my body."
"And didn't you insulted me?"
Hmmph!!
"I'm sorry Mr. Bartender. Oops! But you bloody deserved it "
"It's okay! Ms. Flats. I understand."
"You don't cherish your life, Ming Yu"
"Come on, Ms. RedChilli. Tell me your name."
"Zhenyi"
"Beautiful name very unlike you."
"I think you should start preparing for it"
"For what?"
"Your funeral!"
"HAHAAHAAAHAAAA"
"You're really short-tempered. I'm sorry I was really teasing you for a distraction. Sister Zhenyi you're quite a character. And a very beautiful character to be precise."
She glared at him.
But he smiled sheepishly. "You are the most beautiful Goddess in the world."
"Ummm. Thank you I guess?. Zhenyi felt that the kid was quite cute apart from his constant teasings.
The kid has grown! Sigh!
"I see you're still not good with compliments"
"It's not every day someone calls me beautiful," she retorted.
There was a pause for a moment.
"Why are you here Ming Yu?," Zhenyi asked him.
"For drinks. Obviously," he rolled his eyes.
"Cut the crap Ming Yu. Come straight to the point."
She was getting impatient now. If Ming Yu was here then…..
"You're getting married."
"And mom is worried."
Sigh! She should have known better!
"Sis-"
Ming Yu was about to say something when her eyes fell on a particular figure much to her shock.
What the heck was that person doing here? Moreover, why she was involved with all these people?
"Ming Yu. You said you wanted a distraction?"
"Well, yes?"
"Look there" she pointed towards a group of people involved in a drama. "Do you see something?"
The scene occurring there shocked Ming Yu to the core. What the heck was she doing there? Well, the valid question would be when she arrived in Beijing?
"Sister. She-"
