The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

In a bar called La Mariana Sailing Club, the soft, vintage sound of a violin flows gently.

A man in a pure white suit sat upright in front of the bar counter, his face solemn, his fingertips lightly tapping the counter, as if waiting for something.

A moment later, a bodyguard in black hurried into the bar, ran to his side, and held a packet of white pills in his hand: "Young master, I've brought what you ordered."

Zoro looked up, took the packet of pills, took out a small pill, and threw it into the cocktail in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the white pill boiled in the liquor, then quietly dissolved without leaving a trace.

He picked up his wine glass, put on a gentle smile, and walked towards the blonde beauty sitting alone in the corner.

"Beautiful lady, would you do me the honor of enjoying a cocktail I've specially prepared?"

The blonde beauty turned her head and glanced at him, her gaze sweeping over his expensive clothes and then landing on the expensive watch on his wrist. A hint of greed and amazement flashed in her eyes for a moment, and then she revealed a charming smile.

"Of course, sir."

She reached out and took the wine glass, her fingers brushing suggestively against Zoro's palm, before tilting her head back and taking a small sip.

Seeing that she had drunk it, Zoro sat down next to her and began to chat with her politely.

He spoke elegantly, every word of which subtly revealed his wealth. His occasional mentions of his riches and status convinced the blonde beauty that this was a sudden, romantic encounter, and the admiration and greed in her eyes became increasingly apparent.

But just five minutes later, the beautiful woman's eyes gradually became dull, the charming smile on her lips slowly froze, and finally turned into a silly, unconscious laugh. Her eyes were empty, as if her soul had been ripped out.

Zoro reached out and gently waved his hand in front of her eyes, feigning concern, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong?"

The beautiful woman didn't respond at all, just kept laughing to herself, with a bit of drool even dripping from the corner of her mouth, looking utterly disheveled.

Seeing this, Zoro's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness. He took out a piece of paper and a pen that he had prepared beforehand and handed them to her: "Sign your name here."

Without the slightest hesitation, the beautiful woman mechanically took the paper and pen and wrote her name on it.

"Okay, very good."

Zoro's lips curled into a sinister smile as he retrieved the paper and glanced at the handwriting on it.

"Miss Nancy, what a lovely name."

A few minutes later, Nancy's cheeks began to flush, her breathing became heavier and more rapid, her eyes became glazed, and she felt unbearably hot all over.

Unconsciously, she took off her clothes, reached out and hugged Zoro's arm tightly, rubbing against him haphazardly, and letting out ambiguous and seductive moans.

Zoro's smile vanished instantly, replaced by disgust. He shoved her away and said in a low voice to the bodyguards nearby, "Take her away."

"Yes, sir."

The bodyguard quickly responded, his gaze falling on Nancy, who was lying on the ground, disheveled, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

Without saying another word, he bent down, picked Nancy up from the ground, and headed straight out of the bar.

Half an hour later, the bodyguard returned to the bar with a beaming smile, walked up to Zoro, and whispered his report.

"Young master, this stuff is really effective. After that woman woke up, she didn't remember anything."

Upon hearing this, Zoro couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.

He looked down at the bag of white pills in his hand, his fingers gently stroking the packaging, as if victory was already assured.

"As expected of that old guy's creation, it can both make people obedient and act as an aphrodisiac. It was worth the high price I paid to buy it."

"With this, I refuse to believe those two can escape from under my nose!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zoro burst into unrestrained laughter: "Hahahahahaha!"

The bodyguard beside him quickly chimed in, "Young master's insight is brilliant."

Zoro's laughter gradually subsided. He sat back down at the bar, picked up a new cocktail, and stared at the bar entrance with a sinister look, patiently waiting for his prey to come to him.

Before long, Xu Xi's convoy slowly pulled up in front of the bar.

The car door opened, and Xu Xi, arm in arm with Xu Nian, slowly stepped out of the extended Lincoln.

Her simple black dress accentuated her cool and noble demeanor.

Followed by Long Teng and a group of bodyguards, the two walked into the bar together.

"Miss Xu, I've missed you dearly these past few days."

Zoro immediately concealed the sinister look in his eyes, replaced his face with a friendly smile, sat at the bar, narrowed his eyes, and looked the two of them up and down, speaking in a deliberately intimate tone.

Xu Xi, holding Xu Nian's hand, slowly walked to the opposite side of the bar and sat down. She also narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Zoro without making a sound, her eyes filled with scrutiny, secretly wondering what this old fox was up to.

"Young Master Zoro, it seems I should offer my early congratulations on your marriage."

She deliberately suppressed the coldness in her heart and did not mention the incident a few days ago when Zoro sent thugs to threaten Xu Nian into signing, pretending to know nothing about it.

This was all done to lower Zoro's guard so he could see what Zoro was really up to.

But Zoro deliberately broke this "peace".

He picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp, then slammed the empty glass down on the bar.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Xu, Mr. Xu. I sincerely apologize for the trouble I've caused you both these past few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, he instructed his bodyguards, "Move the things over here."

The bodyguard immediately responded and brought over a bundle of thin bamboo strips.

Zoro turned around and had his bodyguard tie the bamboo strips to his back. He then slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Xu Xi and Xu Nian, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"I have heard of a Chinese idiom, 'to plead guilty with a bundle of thorns on one's back.' My behavior these past few days has been lacking in manners and I am ashamed of my friendship with Miss Xu. Today, I will follow the example of Lian Po apologizing to Lin Xiangru and earnestly request that you two punish me with whipping."

Xu Nian glanced at him indifferently, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"What are you pretending to be? You're acting like we're bullying you," he muttered to himself.

Xu Xi pretended to be very surprised and quickly raised his hand, instructing Long Teng beside him: "Long Teng, quickly help Young Master Solong up, this is unacceptable."

After Long Teng helped Zoro up, Xu Xi slowly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of "sincerity".

"Young Master Zoro, what do you mean by this? Our two families have always collaborated on many projects. When you have a good project, Young Master Zoro, you immediately think of our Sinian Group. I am more than grateful, how could I possibly punish you?"

Once Zoro was seated again, her face softened with a gentle smile, and her tone softened: "Let's not talk about unpleasant things today. We're here today to have a few drinks with Young Master Zoro, to see you off properly, and to say goodbye properly."

"Miss Xu is right."

Zoro deliberately squeezed out two tears, his eyes slightly reddening, feigning deep emotion, and then waved to the waiter in the distance. "Please pour us some drinks."