C2 You Can Name the Price!

When she arrived, it was because the driver had been ordered by Jingming to bring her. Now, she doubted she'd get the same treatment.

Manrong wiped the tears from her face and began to look around, hoping to spot a passing car that might give her a ride.

Maybe luck was finally on her side, as a Maybach appeared in the distance, winding down the mountain road, seemingly headed back to the city!

Overjoyed, Manrong quickly moved to the roadside, eagerly waving her hand to flag it down. "Hey! Could you... cough, cough!"

Before she could finish, the Maybach sped past, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake.

"Seriously, what kind of manners is that?" Manrong muttered, coughing and almost tearing up from the dust, cursing under her breath.

Just then, she heard the screech of brakes. Astonished, she looked up to see the Maybach had returned!

The passenger door swung open, and a smooth, magnetic male voice called out, "Get in."

There was a hint of restraint and tension in his voice, or so she thought.

Hesitant, Manrong decided to get in. Who knew when the next car would come by, and the sky was quickly darkening.

Feibai, peering through his sunglasses, assessed the disheveled woman with a bruised face before him. His experience in the entertainment industry allowed him to see past her current state and recognize her striking features, slightly easing his initial irritation and disgust. In a cold tone, he asked, "How much for a night?"

Manrong, who had just settled into the seat, stared at him in shock. What?

She looked up warily and realized the driver was a young, well-built man! Despite his elegant attire, he wore sunglasses inside the car, even though the evening sun wasn't strong.

Qin Manrong gasped sharply. Was she dealing with a creep?

“I want to get out!”

She immediately tried to leave, but it was too late. With a click, the car door locked, trapping her in the cramped space with this seemingly suspicious man.

Seeing the woman’s face change dramatically, Yan Feibai couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing.

“Not willing?” He removed his sunglasses, his voice low and suggestive.

A strikingly handsome face emerged, his perfectly shaped lips curling into a roguish smile. His eyes, previously hidden, were calm and slightly tinged with a hint of red, exuding a charm that could drown someone in their depths.

It was Yan Feibai! The newly crowned double award-winning actor, a superstar who was the talk of the town!

Qin Manrong immediately felt relieved. “Mr. Yan, it’s you!”

It wasn’t his fame that reassured her, but rather the look in his eyes. Though a bit hazy, they were calm, with a touch of restraint and weariness, devoid of any sleaziness or malice.

She finally exhaled in relief, but to Yan Feibai, it seemed like silent consent.

A trace of mockery and disdain flashed in his eyes as he leaned closer to Qin Manrong. One long arm propped against the car wall above her head, while the other reached for the buttons on her collar. His indifferent words, mixed with warm breath, brushed against her ear:

“You know me, so this makes it easier. Spend the night with me, and you can name your price.”