Bryant had initially made a reservation in quite a high-end restaurant, but after a quick reminder from Leon, he chose a different place. It was still an elegant establishment, but the private rooms had been booked, so they could only sit in the hall.
They were seated in a quiet area, away from the hustle and bustle of the restaurant. They were beside the window that was reflecting the city lights.
Before Leon and Michelle arrived, Wynn took the chance to talk to Bryant. "Michelle will also be joining us later. Remember that you can't reveal Leon's identity. Besides, you need to focus on getting him drunk tonight."
"He doesn't get drunk easily though. Neither of us can drink as much as him." Bryant was a much more delicate and gentle man compared to Wynn's aggressive demeanor. He sat opposite him dressed in fine clothing as he looked at the other man's scowl.
Wynn made himself comfortable and casually sat in place. "Maybe we can't drink more than him individually, but we can as a collective. I will find all types of excuses to get him to drink. If he gets drunk, Michelle will be able to take care of him."
Bryant smiled and said, "I see what you're planning. They should arrive soon. I'm very curious about Michelle."
"Well you shouldn't be. You should only be curious about other women, okay?" Wynn said warily.
Bryant looked at him and bluntly asked, "What are you thinking?"
Wynn smiled and moved aside. "Come and sit next to me. I want them to sit closer so they can make a connection."
"You're right." As soon as Bryant shifted seats, he saw Leon staring at them with a girl following behind. He assumed that it was probably Michelle.
Didn't he say she was a college student? She looked more like she was in high school.
Knowing that a lot of students skip grades, Bryant leaned over and asked in surprise, "How old is she?"
"21 years old." Wynn turned to look at him and understood what he meant. "Why? What's the matter? Are you wondering if Leon is a freak who likes underage girls? She just has a baby face and looks very small."
"Okay." Bryant breathed a sigh of relief as the two people arrived at the table. He stood up and smiled. "Nice to meet you. Please have a seat. You must be Michelle. Leon and Wynn often talked about you. It's nice to finally meet you. My name is Bryant Feng."
Michelle politely responded, "Hi, Bryant."
"Please have a seat." Bryant gestured for her to take a seat, and then he also sat down and invited the waiter to serve the dishes.
It was the first time that Michelle had met Leon's friends. She was excited and couldn't help staring at Bryant. He looked up from the table and met her clear and bright eyes, stunned.
"Is there anything on my face?"
"No, no, no." Michelle repeatedly shook her head and realized that she was being rude. She wanted to say something, but on second thought, she ended up pursing her lips and keeping quiet.
Having known her for a while now, Leon knew that she'd get upset if she didn't speak her mind. He chipped in, urging, "If you want to say something, just speak. Bryant is a good friend so you don't have to restrain yourself."
"Yes, speak freely," Wynn said.
Michelle eagerly spoke up. "Do all handsome men only have handsome friends? Just like birds of a feather flock together."
Wynn clicked his tongue and stared at her endearingly. "You're so sweet."
Leon was used to it by now, but she always picked a new tone to give out her compliments. Her eyes would turn deeply sincere and it always made him laugh.
Everyone liked to be praised.
Bryant was probably the most flattered of them all.
The waiter put four bottles of red wine in the middle of the table, and set down all the dishes. Seeing the wine, Wynn smiled maliciously and filled everyone's glasses for them.
He stopped in front of Michelle's glass and asked, "Can you drink?"
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