James didn't dare to go too far.
It would be troublesome if Shirley Taylor got jealous and her favorability dropped.
He rubbed his face on Bella's flat chest, taking advantage of the situation, before tossing her phone back to her.
Ignoring her murderous glare,
he returned to Shirley Taylor's side with a smile and casually invited the two girls to eat.
It was as if everything was just a bit of fun between friends.
Shirley Taylor ate obediently.
She didn't think much of Bella hugging James, but she envied Bella's outgoing and easygoing nature.
She couldn't be as natural with James as Bella was.
Asa also wanted to playfully interact with James and then throw herself into his arms,
but she was too hesitant and kept giving James suggestive looks instead.
The atmosphere quieted down a bit.
James attentively served Shirley Taylor food and casually said,
"Sweetheart, after we eat, let's go sing karaoke this afternoon?"
Singing inevitably involved drinking.
Last night, the little bunny had added twenty points to her favorability after drinking.
James wanted to repeat the strategy.
"In your dreams. It's already giving you a lot of face to eat with you, and now you want us to sing with you?"
Bella, who now hated James, immediately objected.
"She doesn't have to go. Will the two of you come?" James ignored her and turned to the two girls beside him.
"If Shirley goes, I'll go," Asa replied, looking at Shirley Taylor.
She really wanted to go, but she didn't dare to say it outright in front of Bella.
"Shirley, don't go. He just wants to get you drunk and take advantage of you," Bella advised.
Torn between the two sides, Shirley Taylor looked at James with a troubled expression and remained silent.
James said softly, "Sweetheart, don't pay attention to that flat board. Follow your heart. Nod if you want to go, and I won't blame you if you don't."
Bella was infuriated to hear herself called a "flat board" and glared at James, wanting to pounce on him and bite him to death.
"I'm okay with either," Shirley Taylor said shyly, her face slightly red. "I want to be with Brother."
"Then I'm okay with it too," Asa quickly agreed, seeing someone else taking the lead.
"Perfect, my car only seats four people. Without the driver, it's just the three of us. Perfect," James said excitedly, snapping his fingers.
The Rolls-Royce, despite being six meters long, only had four seats, and the rear seats were two separate ones, not connected.
It was very inconvenient for certain activities.
It wasn't as comfortable as Jay Johnson's domestic car, which was only five meters long but had a huge space when the rear seats were folded down.
With an air mattress, you could even camp in it, and the panoramic sunroof offered a view of the real starry sky.
Much better than the Rolls-Royce's simulated starry sky ceiling.
"I've never been in a Rolls-Royce before. Can I take some pictures, Brother?" Asa asked hopefully.
"Take as many as you want. If you have a driver's license, you can even drive it," James said casually.
"Wow~ Brother is so generous."
Asa's eyes were full of stars, but she still said modestly,
"I wouldn't dare drive a car worth tens of millions. I couldn't afford to pay for it if I scratched it, hahaha."
"Don't worry, that's what insurance is for. The nearly half-million annual insurance premium can't go to waste," James laughed.
The group made their plans, completely ignoring Bella.
Sitting opposite them, Bella listened to James boasting and was so angry that she bit a mark into the restaurant's chopsticks.
This jerk had taken advantage of her, called her "flat board,"
and now he dared to ignore her.
No man had ever been so presumptuous in front of her.
She said furiously,
"No, you're not going."
James glanced at her indifferently and mocked,
"Your Highness, it's time to wake up. Stop living in a dream."
Bella said firmly, "Shirley, Asa, you're not going."
"What right do you have to stop them? Do you own the ocean? Why are you so nosy?" James retorted.
"You have bad intentions. Don't think I can't see it," Bella glared at him.
"I'm not even going to bother with you," James said dismissively. He picked up a piece of braised pork for Shirley Taylor and said tenderly,
"Here, eat more meat. You need energy to sing."
Shirley Taylor glanced weakly at the angry Bella.
Compared to her often-caring roommate, her boyfriend was a little more important.
Asa hesitated, wanting to invite Bella to join them at the KTV, but remembering that the Rolls-Royce couldn't seat four people, she closed her mouth.
Seeing that no one was speaking up for her, Bella was silent for a moment, then said angrily,
"I'm going too!"
"There's no room. Do you want to lie in the trunk?" James asked with a grin.
Bella took a deep look at James and said coldly,
"I'll drive."
...
The whole way there, James prayed for a minor accident, hoping to extort a million or so from her.
Unfortunately, the girl was a good driver, and other cars gave the Rolls-Royce a wide berth.
When they stopped at a red light, the car behind them kept a distance of at least eighty meters.
James was very disappointed.
The group arrived at a KTV called "Ming Men Club."
The sales staff at the entrance, seeing the Rolls-Royce pull in, rushed out to greet them.
Seeing three beautiful, lively girls and a handsome man emerge from the car,
the sharp-eyed young salesman followed the man.
"Sir, is this your first time here?"
James, holding Shirley Taylor's hand, nodded faintly.
"Do you have any preferences for the room, sir?" the young man asked enthusiastically.
"No preferences, just get us a good one," James said.
"Yes, yes, sir. May I have your surname? Shall I get you a Supreme VIP room?" the salesman said obsequiously.
"My surname is Kingï¼ James King. Do as you see fit."
James didn't ask about the price and just followed the salesman inside.
The KTV was huge, with a lavishly decorated lobby.
The group bypassed the front desk and was led directly to a room at the very back.
Upon entering, they were greeted by an extravagant crystal chandelier casting a dim light.
The colorful spotlights around gave the room a mini-bar vibe.
Three rows of sofas formed a semicircle around an elegant wooden coffee table, facing a small stage and a huge screen.
A plush carpet covered most of the room, and the exquisite decorations, dazzling lights, and stylish furnishings
made the room undeniably impressive.
The three girls took their seats.
Shirley Taylor, having never been to such a place, looked a bit nervous and sat upright, her large eyes darting around.
Bella, however, sat relaxed beside her, her legs propped up on the coffee table, glancing sideways at James.
Asa sat at the song selection console, starting with the song "Unstoppable."
When the familiar music began, it was hard not to hum along.
James took the tablet handed to him by the salesman to order drinks and quietly asked,
"What kind of drinks are both tasty and get you tipsy quickly, and preferably look fancy too?"