Night...
The very epitome of silence, or perhaps, loneliness.
However, the evening in South Hua Street bristles with the raucousness of a city that never sleeps...
An abundance of neon lights punctuate the bustling ambience, ushering a joyful atmosphere. The shouts and laughter of male and female patrons immerse all within euphoria.
This street is a famous hotspot for nightlife in the city, with numerous sexy ladies passionately attracting customers.
"Paradise on Earth" holds the reputation as the most notable entertainment spot in the city. Due to its high-profile clientele, it maintains a members-only policy akin to a club. Men without money or status are essentially barred from entering this golden house.
Naturally, the hostesses working here are blessed with extraordinary beauty.
And her...
Han Yi’er, an adorable yet unsophisticated lass, within merely one month at this night club, had become the top companion.
Not because she was crafty, nor for her excellent service, she had never accompanied clients outside, or tolerated any inappropriate advances.
Her exceptionality stemmed from an unblemished and phenomenal charisma, her unmatched beauty was as if a fairy had descended from heaven. The patrons here felt content just to receive a smile from her.
As they say, the view from afar is all one can afford, not a plaything one can sully. Of course, not all clients are so polite...
"Yi'er, Room No. 8," called the Madam of the club from outside the makeup room.
"Got it."
Hehe, despite the reluctance to engage in this line of work, I have ended up here nonetheless...
I constantly remind myself never to sell my body, let alone my soul and heart, the only thing I can afford to sell is my fake smile.
I don't like to smile, I don't even know how to...
A month ago, due to helplessness, I came to this nightclub. Every day I have to force a smile to face the various types of patrons, only this way perhaps I would not get beaten up...
As soon as I push the door to the suite number eight, there are three men sitting on the large sofa, their faces give off a fierce and hostile vibe...
"Yi'er? You truly live up to the reputation of being the favorite here, didn't make me wait for no reason at all!" The lewd words came from the man in the center of the sofa.
Facing this, I could only smile, because now Han Yi'er is no longer the Han Yi'er from a month ago...
I slowly sit beside the man, my heart is trembling, and my hand pouring the wine is even slightly uncooperative.
Compared to when I first came here, my performance now is far better.
Picking up the wine glass, I forced a smile and handed the drink to the man.
The man lets out a lascivious laugh, pats my thigh, and asks, "Yi'er, for how much would you be willing to leave with a man?"
I only sell smiles, nothing more. For a month, patrons have proposed various prices to take me out of here, to all of which I have refused.
While working here, I would only pay off what I owe, I don’t want extra money, and certainly, I won’t sell myself.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't provide such services." Whenever patrons get too touchy-feely, my attitude changes, it becomes firm. Some patrons call me arrogant, but I don't care.
I remove the man's hand, the man's eyebrows knit together, and he angrily grabs my arm. "Then let's settle it right here!"
He forcefully pins me down on the sofa, the eyes of the two men who came with him reveal malicious glares.
No one would come to save me in this place, I could only rely on myself.
"Sir, please show some respect!" I kicked the man hard in his groin, quickly sat up from the sofa, pulled open the door of the private room, trying to escape from his grasp.
"Damn, did I hear that right? A barmaid talking about respect?" The man grabbed my long hair from behind and threw me down in the corridor.
People who passed by just watched coldly, as they were already accustomed to me being abused by customers...
The man raised his hand high, and when he was about to strike...
A Cayenne luxury car slowly made its way towards "Heaven and Earth".
The car stopped, a middle-aged man got out first, bowing and nodding as he opened the car door.
As the door opened, a young man in his twenties stepped out of the car...
His slanted eyebrows, deep black eyes, straight nose, sensual thin lips, and his entire face showed indifference and apathy. He was just standing there, but he exuded a chill, making him seem like an unsheathed cold sword. His sharp and handsome features were hinted at and then frozen by the coldness in his eyes.
Looking at the suit he wore, the watch on his wrist, the leather shoes on his feet, they were all premier brands.
His appearance undoubtedly attracted the attention of the promiscuous women. They saw at a glance that this man was wealthy. They flocked around him, all trying to please him, but the cold man simply ignored them.
"President Yun, President Li is waiting for you inside." The middle-aged man politely finished his sentence and entered "Heaven on Earth" with President Yun.
President Yun was not fond of such flashy places. His eyes were extremely cold, completely ignoring the beautiful women dressed in provocative clothing. However, since the group's clients wanted to meet in this place, he had to come reluctantly.
In the corridor, three women huddled together, their faces showing a sensation of exhilarating drama, pointing to the distance and commenting, "Look, the haughty little demon is being beaten again."
"Yeah, she's really unfortunate this time. She's offended the boss of the gangsters. "
Their whispering reached the ears of Mr. Yun, who looked towards the distance where a brutal looking man was holding a frail woman by her long hair.
"Hahaha, I wonder if Yi will end up getting beaten to death this time?"
Yi?
Upon hearing this name, Mr. Yun's cold gaze suddenly filled with anticipation and excitement, and his originally slow steps became rapid.
As he was about to reach the place where Han Yi and the man were arguing, looking at Han Yi's appearance, Mr. Yun's previously expectant eyes showed a glimpse of disappointment...
She was very beautiful, beautiful to the point it was impossible to take one's eyes off her, especially her clear, water-like eyes, which were so captivating that Mr. Yun couldn't resist.
Her gentle and graceful demeanor was unmatched, even by the well-known ladies of society. Her look of disgust and innocence seemed to suggest she disliked the environment before her eyes, as though she didn't fit into the scenery of this bustling place.
Of course, in this industry, there are too many women who fake tears and stories to deceive men who are willing to give their money to them. Perhaps the woman in front of him was only acting in order to attract attention.
With a loud "slap", the brutal man’s hand fiercely hit Han Yi’s cheek, "Damn, you’re just a bar girl. Why the act of being pure and noble?"
Han Yi, facing the man’s abuse and insults, didn’t cry or create a scene. Her expression remained calm as water, like a fairy who didn't belong in this world.
She had been here for a month and was already accustomed to the beatings or even the insults. All she hoped for was that the brutal man wouldn’t be so hard on her.
Not far away, Mr. Yun’s brows furrowed; his cold expression turned gloomy.
Just as the man was about to swing his hand for the second time, Mr. Yun grabbed his wrist, pulling Han Yi’s petite body into his embrace.
He didn’t know why he chose to intervene, but merely looking into her eyes felt so familiar, and he seemed to realize something...
His towering and handsome presence matched her delicate beauty. In the crowded corridor, they undoubtedly became a splendid spectacle...
