I Don’t Like Enoki Mushroom

At downstairs, Ji Lan, who was here to give He Yi flowers, was stopped by someone. The man looked at her greedily and fearlessly.

"Are you alone, girl? Do you not understand the rules of the boxing ring? Let me teach you something."

The vulgar man was about to make a move as he spoke, but Ji Lan dodged to the left as her gaze turned cold. "Which insane asylum did you come from? What are the guards doing?"

She just stood there quietly, and the aura around her was terrifying.

However, Old Jin had no sense of judgment. Usually, no one cared about him, or no one wanted to care about him. He had been to so many boxing matches and even had sex with Yang Mei, that beautiful lady. When had he ever suffered such a loss to a woman?

Old Jin did not know how to speak nicely as he just said anything he wanted to say. With his sharp eyes, he noticed that there was a hickey on her neck, and he sneered.

"I don't like virgins, so I won't despise you. I'm very skilled, and I'll definitely make you cum. Do you want to give it a try yourself?"

The man's foul language dirtied Ji Lan's ears, and she raised her eyebrows. "I'm sorry, I don't like enoki mushroom."

As soon as Ji Lan finished speaking, her expression changed, and her aura was terrifying. "Throw him out of here. Why is he even here?"

The burly thug in the dark began to move toward Old Jin when he heard the order. In less than half a minute, he threw the Old Jin out of the gym like he was throwing trash out of the house.

Old Jin was so embarrassed that his face was red. He was so angry that he clenched his teeth and shouted, "Do you know who I am?"

In the end, no one paid him any attention.

Old Jin was so angry that his gums hurt. He narrowed his eyes as a fierce and malicious intent appeared in his eyes.

Ji Lan was not affected at all. After all, she had caught a glimpse of a certain someone who had been standing in a corner and watching from upstairs. The man was pretending he did not care about her.

However, a certain someone had always been good at pretending. Just now, he had been extremely worried, but he was pretending to be at the table and going through the accounts seriously at the moment, pretending that he did not know that Ji Lan had come to the gym.

Ji Lan gently placed the flower in front of him, pinched his chin, and forced him to look straight at her, and she let out a sigh. "Who's prettier? The numbers or me?"

The man insisted on not looking at her, not listening to her, and not even moving a muscle. He had been trying his best not to change his expression. He looked like a gentleman who would not be disturbed by anybody even if somebody teased him.

Therefore, Ji Lan could not help but tease him. "Do you prefer office lady or girl student? No matter what you prefer, I can satisfy you. Where can you find someone as good as me?"

He Yi's expression was cold, but his blood was already boiling from being teased by Ji Lan. He could not help but think of Ji Lan's moves when she mentioned that she could satisfy him. On top of that, he was starting to imagine things.

As He Yi indulged in the scene Ji Lan described, he could feel her breathing close to his ear. His eyes were fixed on the flowers she had sent him.

She brought preserved flowers for him that would never wither.

After Ji Lan finished her long-winded speech and was about to return home, He Yi managed to get back to his senses. He just casually said bye to her as a form of sending her away.

He had made the decision to move into the boxing ring in order to remain calm, but when he thought about it, it was a terrible decision.

Strictly speaking, ever since He Yi met Ji Lan, the self-restraint and calmness that he had always been proud of had slowly become his weakness. He could not make a good decision anymore after he met Ji Lan

As usual, He Yi watched Ji Lan leave through the French window. He was surprised to find a sneaky figure following behind her. It was that old hooligan downstairs who had a death wish.

He Yi looked at the man and instantly confirmed that the old hooligan was following Ji Lan. An unknown flame suddenly ignited in his heart, and he could not hold it anymore.

He did not have time to think. His body's reaction was faster than his brain's. His face was ashen as he ran out of the gym.

When He Yi followed the old hooligan, he realized that the man had something in his pocket. It was dripping water, and it smelled strange.

Based on He Yi's years of experience in the boxing ring, he could easily guess that the thing was an aphrodisiac. As for how the old hooligan wanted to use it...

It was no longer important. From the moment the old hooligan decided to follow Ji Lan, he already had something in mind.