Return to the City: The Strongest King-Chapter 1774 - 1707: Amb

"You guys don’t know, these women who go abroad, especially the students, will be looked down upon if they haven’t slept with a white guy. It’s like waves of young students rushing in one after another, and these white guys just see Chinese women as free prostitutes, who even feel good about being taken advantage of." Song Xiaodong thought about the ridiculous scenes he’d witnessed while on missions abroad and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

"Then why didn’t you intervene just now," Chu Xianling said.

"I wouldn’t bother, it’s their choice," Song Xiaodong replied indifferently.

The three of them chatted sporadically, the party at the bar was gradually winding down, and Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling, two beautiful Chinese women, became the center of attention. A group of sleazy white guys gathered not far from the three, eyeing them with ill intent and whispering among themselves.

"These two chicks are nice,"

"Who’s going to get them, so we can all have fun,"

"There’s a guy in the middle."

"Asian guy counts as a guy?"

"No worries, I’ve seen Chinese men, they’re all submissive, nodding and bowing to us white people. Even when you fool around with their women in front of them, they keep smiling at you."

Song Xiaodong, Sun Yiyi, and Chu Xianling all had good English comprehension, and upon hearing the white guys’ whispers, their faces darkened. Both Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling looked at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong remained expressionless, only his lips were a bit tense.

After some deliberation, one of the white guys mustered up the courage to come over to them, ordered a glass of water, and sat across from Song Xiaodong.

Sun Yiyi sat on Song Xiaodong’s left, Chu Xianling on his right, neither looking happy.

Seeing the white guy sit across, Song Xiaodong deliberately reached out both hands to wrap around the waists of Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling, pulling them both close, and looked up at the white guy through his nostrils.

This white guy was tall and strong, with typical white features, a high nose bridge, and blue eyes, quite handsome.

After sitting down, the white guy immediately smiled obsequiously at Sun Yiyi and said in broken Chinese, "Hello, miss, nice to meet you, you’re very pretty."

Seeing the white guy speak to her, Sun Yiyi pretended to shy away into Song Xiaodong’s arms, turning sideways so that through the gap between her bra and her body, a glimpse of scenery could be seen.

While Sun Yiyi feigned shyness, she also looked intently at the white guy with alluring eyes, then replied in Chinese, "Hello, thank you."

Seeing an opportunity, the white guy moved his chair closer to Sun Yiyi, called out to the bar, and said to Sun Yiyi, "Hello, I’d like to buy you a drink!"

Sun Yiyi did not respond, but turned to glance at Song Xiaodong, hinting to the white guy that she needed this man’s approval.

The white guy, perceptive as he was, turned to look at Song Xiaodong, and seeing a seemingly ordinary Chinese man, didn’t take him seriously. Yet he still spoke to Song Xiaodong in Chinese, "Hello, I’d like to buy this beautiful lady a drink. You don’t mind, do you?"

Song Xiaodong did not speak but deliberately displayed a look of impatience and glanced over to Dragon Three, who was standing nearby.

Dragon Three understood Song Xiaodong’s intention, and with a serious face, walked behind the white guy and clasped his hands on the man’s shoulders, giving a firm squeeze.

"Ah..." The white guy’s shoulders made a cracking sound.

"Excuse me, sir, please don’t bother Mr. Song." Dragon Three bent down, tilted his head to smile at the white guy, and politely said in English.

"Ah... okay, okay!" The white guy’s face crumpled into a frown.

"Hahaha!" Sun Yiyi couldn’t help but laugh at the white guy’s awkward plight and turned to give Song Xiaodong a kiss on the cheek.

As Dragon Three released him, the white guy quickly stood up, kneading his shoulders with crossed hands and slunk back to the group of white guys.

"These white guys are really annoying," Chu Xianling pouted.

The three of them continued to relax. White and his Chinese girlfriend, having finished their intimate moment, still clung closely to each other and returned to the bar area.

The other white guys, seeing White’s success, whistled and hooted, making his Chinese girlfriend bury her head into White’s chest in embarrassment.

"Wow, done so quickly, these white guys aren’t impressive at all," Sun Yiyi said with seductive red lips, taking a sip of lemon water.

"The lady must have been in a hurry," Chu Xianling said, leaning against Song Xiaodong, fanning herself and Song Xiaodong.

"What happens here stays here." The Chinese lady toasted with White.

"Take care," White said, looking tenderly at the Chinese lady. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Take care," the Chinese lady replied, pecked White on the cheek, and turned to leave.

The Chinese lady, her clothes askew and face flushed, walked with an awkward gait as if she were just learning to walk.

Apparently, this beautiful Chinese lady had been claimed first by this foreign gentleman.