Chapter 112 Liu Ying

Chapter 112: Chapter 112 Liu Ying"I know, your name is Liu Ying, didn’t you just say so?" Ye Xuan expressed his confusion.

"Are you saying you didn’t know before?"

Liu Ying’s charming face looked even more surprised. She had thought that Ye Xuan had deliberately approached her to flirt because he knew her name!

But seeing his reaction, it seemed he didn’t recognize her at all, which piqued her interest.

"Uh, didn’t we just meet? Of course, I haven’t heard it before."

Ye Xuan was somewhat speechless, thinking to himself, does this woman really believe I must know her name?

Could it be that all women these days have this problem?

"Giggle, little brother, if you were from the East Sea, you would know my name!"

Liu Ying spoke with a hint of arrogance and looked at Ye Xuan with a smile.

After all, in East Sea City, many people of status, whether they’re heirs of influential families or powerful nobles, upon hearing her reveal her name, would all respectfully greet her: "Delighted to meet you! So you are Miss Liu Ying!"

At this moment, Liu Ying felt like she had discovered a new world. Perhaps this man had come from abroad?

Otherwise, how could he have never heard of her name!

And with the nerve of a greenhorn, he dared to try to pick her up. If those people saw this, he would have been long dead!

Hearing Liu Ying’s slightly arrogant words, Ye Xuan was even more dumbfounded.

Was this woman too confident and high-profile? As if everyone in the world should know her name!

Ye Xuan thought to himself, brother even knows the Empress of the United Kingdom, Elizabeth, and Prince Dolby Hamandan is my little brother, but I don’t go around bragging about it.

Now that’s what I call low-key!

"I’m not from the East Sea, I’ve just returned recently."

Ye Xuan shrugged his shoulders, not revealing his own identity, allowing the beauty to show off—it wouldn’t be nice to make her feel embarrassed.

"Then why did you come over to flirt with me?"

Liu Ying sized up Ye Xuan, and sure enough, he was as she had thought—not from the East Sea.

"Didn’t I say that I was looking to borrow a cigarette from you?"

Ye Xuan smiled, pointing to the box of women’s cigarettes on the bar.

"Little brother, these are women’s cigarettes, are you sure you can handle them?"

Liu Ying smiled, handing the box of cigarettes over to Ye Xuan.

"Thanks!"

Ye Xuan took the cigarette box, skillfully opened it, and lit one for himself.

He exhaled smoke with a faint hint of mint.

For Ye Xuan, who was accustomed to stronger cigarettes, this kind wasn’t easy to smoke, but now it was about the atmosphere.

"How’s the taste?" Liu Ying asked with a smile.

"Not bad."

Ye Xuan replied casually.

This woman, she is quite a match for Su Yumo!

The only difference being one as cold as an iceberg, the other sultry and seductive.

"Giggle, I’m a bit interested in you now, brother. Why not share your identity first, perhaps, I might consider it,"

Liu Ying laughed.

Ye Xuan touched his nose, scared that revealing his identity might shock her.

"What, are you afraid to say?"

Afraid?

There’s no such word as ’afraid’ in my dictionary.

Ye Xuan stated grandly, "In fact, my real identity is an international secret agent. I studied at the special forces school in Lu Country and later joined the Seal Assault Team in the United States, having cracked a country’s top-secret intelligence system, participated in a presidential election, and was even nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize. Impressive, right?"

"Little brother, are you really that incredible?"

Liu Ying blinked and covered her mouth with a laugh: "But you’re very dishonest, you know, telling lies to trick me! I have no interest in men who lie."

"Miss Liu, I bet not only are you interested in me, but you will also kiss me tonight!"

"Really? I don’t believe it."

"Then I’ll make you believe!"

Ye Xuan smiled confidently, picking up the Bloody Mary that Liu Ying had been drinking from the bar, gently swirling the cocktail, sniffing it closely, and then declared, "This Bloody Mary is too strong and not pure, fragrant but too cloying! It’s not worthy of you, nor suitable for you to drink."

"Oh? But I think it’s quite tasty."

Liu Ying was genuinely intrigued.

"That’s because you haven’t tasted anything better!"

Ye Xuan stated blandly, "The essence of a Bloody Mary lies in the word ’bloody’—its color should be as red as blood, but also gives off a gaudy impression! Moreover, this cocktail is all wrong, the strength isn’t even thirty percent. It’s a failure, a complete failure!"

"Hmph! How dare you say my cocktail is a failure? This is the best one I’ve made, and this lady here says it’s delicious."

The bartender looked disdainfully at Ye Xuan.

This Bloody Mary was the best cocktail he had recently created, and for Ye Xuan to call it a failure, he naturally had to retort.

"This cocktail isn’t good at all, and to say it’s bad is to compliment you. A ’Bloody Mary’ cocktail should have its color dense like blood! Yours is so light, it looks like boiled water, and you still dare to call it a Bloody Mary?"

Ye Xuan shook his head; he had tasted the Bloody Mary mixed by the master bartender, Mo’er Ben. That was the authentic version—color like blood, seductively fragrant and rich.

The one before him didn’t even qualify as a substandard product!

"You say my cocktail isn’t good, can you mix drinks?"

The bartender, not wanting to lose face in front of Liu Ying, a great beauty, looked at Ye Xuan with a sneer.

He was the gold-medal bartender of this bar, famous even within East Sea City. Countless people came here just to try his cocktails.

Now that Ye Xuan had accused him of not knowing how to make a good cocktail, he was furious and wanted to publicly embarrass Ye Xuan.

"I’ve said this Bloody Mary doesn’t suit this beautiful lady, which obviously means I will mix a drink for her. Since you want to see, then watch closely."

As he spoke, Ye Xuan turned and went behind the bar, selecting some bottles of liquor before coming back.

"Let me borrow your mixing bottle," Ye Xuan said to the bartender.

"Hmph, let’s see what tricks you’ve got up your sleeve!"

The bartender gave a cold snort and handed over the cocktail shaker to Ye Xuan.

He did not believe Ye Xuan could mix drinks.

After all, he was very confident in his own skills—if any random person could surpass him, the title of gold-medal bartender would mean nothing!

"Let’s see how you’ll embarrass yourself in front of this beauty when you can’t produce a good cocktail."

The bartender watched Ye Xuan closely, feeling a smug anticipation inside.