In the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel, under the dim light, a man and a woman were entwined with each other, glancing at each other from time to time, emitting ambiguous and provocative sounds. Suddenly, a scream erupted, akin to a high note on a piano, filling the room with a suggestive atmosphere.
The woman's eyes were clouded, bridging the gap between reality and dream as she met the man's cold and sexy lips, as if they were naturally designed for kissing. The ambiguous panting grew louder and louder.
"Master Chu...how are you considering what I have said…"
The man's eyes fleetingly scanned the woman's 32D bust before he slapped her, causing her brows to furrow. She opened her eyes in bewilderment, as though questioning why.
"You're asking for too much." He said in a low voice.
Climbing onto Chu's bed was something most of the women in Jin City desired deeply. Yet, she achieved it tonight. The man was wealthy, icy, and very generous toward women. None of his ex-girlfriends had a bad word to say about him.
Especially his capabilities that had many ex-girlfriends crying and begging him to reconcile. Unfortunately, he never dated an ex-girlfriend twice and never kept a woman longer than a month.
Zhang Lina was panting, seemingly not sober from the feelings just experienced. A trace of laziness accompanied her breath as her arm draped over the man's icy chest.
Despite the air conditioning in the ambiguous presidential suite, she couldn't halt the profuse sweating. An uninterrupted hour with him was the greatest enjoyment.
"Master Chu…I really like you."
"Hmm." His enchanting low voice echoed in her ears, revealing a trace of coldness.
Zhang Lina blurted out as a thought flashed in her mind, "Master Chu, the director was harassing me while filming the commercial yesterday. So annoying!"
"Really?"
Zhang Lina was still immersed in the afterglow, not fully sober. The dim light in the room was switched off, plunging the space into darkness. Suddenly, the man lifted the blanket, chuckling in the darkness while dressing in the shirt thrown on the ground.
When the room was finally bright again, she saw an elegantly dressed man buttoning his cuffs. The cold smile on his face grew more chilly as he delivered an icy statement, "You should be grateful that there's still a director who wants your body."
"Mr. Chu, what do you mean?" Zhang Lina looked at him, stupefied. The man emanating a chill aura seemed unfamiliar.
Pushing away the hand of the woman who was about to touch him, Li Shaochu squinted his deep-set eyes, reluctantly forcing a smile onto his frosty face.
“Let him in!”
The door of the luxury suite was open from the outside, and a man dressed in a suit, with tanned skin, appeared beside the bed.
Seeing that the man was Li Shaocu's secretary, Zhang Lina bashfully adjusted the covers around her.
"Mr. Chu, what can I do for you?"
The handsome man, with a meaningful smile on his face, glanced at the woman under the covers. He genuinely scorned, "Find out who really sent her and write her a check for 500,000."
"Yes, Mr. Chu."
Zhang Lina’s heart rate escalated as she stared at the check thrown onto the bed. She couldn’t believe that she had been discovered by Li Shaocu, and subconsciously doubted whether she'd made a mistake and revealed her identity.
Her hesitation made the man visibly unhappy. In response, Shaocu's secretary threw a newspaper onto the woman's face, stating tersely, “Miss Zhang Lina, you better look at this for yourself."
Upon seeing the newspaper, Zhang Lina's complexion turned grim. The distressed woman began to lament, “Mr. Chu, please listen; Mr. Li got me drunk and took nude photos of me. It wasn’t voluntary.”
"Enough! I don't like women coveting my possessions. Accept the check and never appear in front of me again." Li Shaocu finished, sternly looking at the woman before leaving the luxury suite without any regret.
Zhang Lina shivered in anxiety and fear, turning to glance at the secretary. "How much do you really know, Mr. Chu?"
"He knows everything you're thinking of. Remember, no one in Jincheng could afford to offend Mr. Chu. Take the check and get out." The secretary delivered his harsh words and cruelly turned around to disappear into the darkness.
The night was chilly and a cold wind blew onto a petite, anxious figure. Hiding in the alley wasn't viable. In desperation, Ye Qingyan prepared to seize the right moment to escape. Her almond eyes stared unwaveringly at the road not far away, just waiting for a private car. That would provide her a chance at freedom.
"Go check the alley. The little girl surely couldn't have gotten far!"
"Big Brother, the vicinity is deserted. We've blocked the exit of the alley. Let's see how she'll escape."
She heard them clearly, though confused, and knew that Ye Yong and his men were planning. Now that the Ye family was in jeopardy, Ye Guoming remembered his illegitimate daughter, Ye Qingyan. She still remembered her mother's plea for her to escape, intended to be sold to a fifty-year-old man as a mistress by her brutal father. She had no choice but to run.
