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The night was as dark as a thick ink stone. Looking up, it seemed like a deep sea without any light, gloomy and cold to the extreme.

On the top floor of the Century Hotel, there were two burly men in suits, one on each side of a woman. She was dressed in a pretty and slightly wrinkled little dress, with her head in front of her, and her wavy chestnut hair hanging down to her face, making it hard to see her features.

Suddenly, a bodyguard's cell phone vibrated. He lowered his head and looked at the screen. On it, two words were impressively written: "Gold Owner". Top floor, Room 1809.

Picking up the phone, the burly man on the other side of the woman asked with a coarse voice. He looked slightly nervous, "How is it? Did that person say where he sent her to?"

"Yes, I think it's room 1806."

"Looks like it?" The man on the left frowned, his face full of worry. He looked around, afraid that someone would bump into them, "Is this room 1806 after all? Don't send it to the wrong room." If we send the wrong woman, she won't give us money. "

Hearing this, the man on the right hesitated. He wanted to take out his phone to confirm.

However, the moment they did so, the woman they were holding started to go crazy from the alcohol. Her two arms were moving back and forth, her face constantly swaying as she muttered, "I feel so uncomfortable …"

Lifting his face, a clean face appeared on the monitor in the corridor. Because of the faint layer of redness on his face due to drunkenness, his clear black and white almond-shaped eyes stared straight ahead. There was no focal length in his eyes.

"Mom …"

He mumbled something that no one could understand, and as he said it, tears began to fall again.

This caused the two big men beside her to have a headache as well. They grabbed her arm and exerted force.

"Forget it, forget it. It's definitely room 1806."

"Alright, then hurry up and send it over."

The light in the corridor was bright and dazzling, bringing with it a sense of the heaviness of a storm.

Ten minutes after the big man left, the elevator stopped at the top floor.

His shoes slowly stepped out of the elevator, his ironed black suit pants, his shirt cut to the point where it was spotless, and the smell of alcohol lingered in the air. The slightly drunk Jin Yuan had one hand in his pocket as he walked along the corridor with a slight smile on his face.

He pressed the center of his forehead tiredly and looked at the room number on the door next to him. He raised his eyes and looked at the room card in his hand. It read: 1806.

In the luxurious suite, the curtains were drawn tight and the lighting was dim.

Turning on the lights, the orange lights were very gentle, making people feel absent-minded as they took advantage of the man's handsome and refined face. He inadvertently raised his eyes and saw a red bump on the bed.

He narrowed his eyes and half knocked while his eyes, which were as deep as ink, stared fixedly at the bed in the bedroom.

Woman! How interesting. It seemed like the hotel had sent it over to please him.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and his handsome brows relaxed. He was indeed a woman that exuded charm from the depths of her bones.

When Josephine woke up, there was a glaring sun quietly hanging outside the window. The golden sunlight poured in and poured onto the two of them on the bed without any stinginess.

Wait, two people.

Josephine quickly looked to the side. His mature and handsome face was resting on the pillow beside her. Even in his sleep, his brows were slightly furrowed. His entire body was filled with deep displeasure.

Ye Zichen's coquettish face gradually stiffened.

Josephine looked at the man's cold and reserved face. The blood in her entire body was almost frozen solid. Her fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

The person beside him blinked, and his eyelashes trembled as if he was about to open them. Josephine's heart instantly skipped a beat, and she reflexively kicked out.

With a dong sound, the heavy object fell onto the ground.

It was only when she heard the voice and the man's cries of pain that she realized what she had done.

Zhang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his fingers clenched into a fist. A piercing pain gushed through his heart.

Jin Yuan stood up and stood beside the bed. His black eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Joy Mu. His lips pursed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Her tone immediately became serious. Looking at the woman sitting on the field with the blanket in her arms, Joss Mu gave her a miserly look. She indifferently narrowed her eyes, but her voice was still noble and reserved. "What are you doing?"

"What should I do?" Joy instantly broke out into a smile that was filled with a fatal taunt. Her almond-shaped eyes, coupled with her mesmerizing voice, made one's heart itch. "I want to ask you what you want to do next."

It was already a heavenly gift for her not to beat him up. How could he have the face to ask her what she was doing?

What a taunting taunt.

From where Jin Yuan was standing, he could clearly see that there was something faintly discernible under the blanket.

It had to be said that Jin Yuan was instantly attracted to it.

But even so, he would not allow a woman from a hotel to throw a face at him.

Jin Yuan's handsome face was so dark that it could drip water. He stared at Joss Mu's cold gaze with disgust, while a vigorous and vicious aura surrounded his body. "Woman, you don't have a temper here. Remember your status, you are an ant that anyone can trample to death."

"What did you say?"

Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, filled with an almost angry and humiliated expression. She wanted to slap the face of the man in front of her, but she was restrained by reason.

She was a woman, and her strength couldn't compare to a man's.

If they were to fight, she would be at a disadvantage no matter what.

That pair of black and white eyes looked at him with such anger that Jin Yuan became a little interested, and a playful look flashed across his eyes. The facial features and outline of the Godly Axe Knife carried a faint smile on his lips. The perfect combination made him look especially handsome and threatening.

Jin Yuan stared at her for a few seconds before giving her a leisurely smile. The corners of his eyes revealed a hint of coldness, but with a warm smile on his face, he continued, "Women are more likely to be liked by men if they are obedient."

She paused, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lips into a smile that was not a smile. Her slender fingers knocked against the headboard of the bed, pounding her heart like a heavy hammer.

He raised his eyes and said, "Be a bit more obedient. This kind of woman will live longer."