C25 Your Job Is to Serve Me!

That day, she asked for three minutes to shower because she wanted their first time to be special. He believed her. It was the first time she deceived him.

Last night, she said she wasn't feeling well and that she'd be better after a night's sleep. He believed her again and held back his desire, letting her be. This was her second deception.

Whether it was fate smiling on Chenyu or just Geyao's bad luck, she ended up right back in his path less than twelve hours after her escape.

...

In the private room, everyone heard the Ninth Master say he wanted the girl. Who would dare make a move on her now? Elder Deng, though disappointed, wanted to please Chenyu, so he stood up and gave Geyao a little push.

"This girl's lucky to catch the Ninth Master's eye. Go have a drink with him."

Pushed forward, Geyao was panicked and quickly grabbed the man behind her. "I'll drink with you!" she blurted out. Anyone but Chenyu! Anyone but that demon!

Elder Deng was taken aback as the girl turned to him, and he instinctively opened his arms to catch her. Who could refuse such an embrace?

Geyao didn't mean to; she just turned too quickly and stumbled over her own feet.

Suddenly losing her balance, she stumbled right into Elder Deng's arms. The two embraced tightly, almost too intimately!

Everyone in the room, except for Chenyu, gasped in shock. This girl just turned down the Ninth Master! And then she threw herself into Elder Deng's arms! Is she out of her mind? Turning down a man as influential as the Ninth Master, who practically runs this city? Not to mention, he's such an outstanding man—what woman would ever refuse him?

The girls, after their initial shock, were buzzing with excitement. This girl must be crazy! As for the men, they were utterly baffled, except for one thing they understood clearly: the man sitting in the center of the couch was furious!

"Ah!" Just as Shen Geyao collided with Elder Deng, a chilling aura swept over from behind her. In an instant, her surroundings shifted, and she found herself sprawled across Chenyu's lap.

She lay there, his hand pressing firmly on her lower back, leaving her no chance to get up. The men gasped again, this time clearly out of awe!

As Shen Geyao lay on Chenyu's lap, her short skirt had ridden up due to her movement, offering a stunning view below. Unfortunately, no one had the chance to take a proper look before the Ninth Master's arm settled on her leg.

The placement was perfect, blocking the most beautiful view entirely! Ninth Master's intentions were clear to any man present—no one was allowed to see the girl's body. The men in the room immediately straightened up, averting their eyes and focusing on Elder Deng, who was still frozen in place. Elder Deng found it hard to breathe. He had inadvertently held the woman Ninth Master had claimed. But it wasn't intentional; the girl had thrown herself at him, and he had instinctively... just caught her for a moment. It truly wasn't on purpose!

Ninth Master's current expression made Elder Deng painfully aware of the foolish mistake he had made. It felt like the end of the world was near. "N-Ninth Master..." Elder Deng began to explain himself. However, when Liang Chenyu's cold gaze met his, Elder Deng's heart skipped a beat, and he dared not utter another word.

Liang Chenyu's handsome face remained calm, but there was an intense chill in the air. "I heard you've been reaching out to other members of the Liang family recently? I generally don't like competing with my own family for business." Ninth Master’s words made it clear—he had no intention of working with Elder Deng. It was obvious that Mr. Deng needed to leave.

"Ninth Master, I haven't contacted anyone from the Liang family, Ninth Master..." Elder Deng's voice was quickly cut off as the door to the private room closed behind him.

Chen Xuan threw him out without a second thought, showing no respect at all. The remaining men in the private room sat upright, barely daring to breathe. Although Elder Deng's family wasn't as influential as the Ninth Master's, he was still a notable figure in the city. The Ninth Master never bothered with small projects, so everyone present tonight was someone of status and influence.

Just because Elder Deng hugged this young girl, the Ninth Master tossed aside a multi-billion-dollar project without batting an eye. The others didn't dare glance at Shen Geyao, fearing they might be the next to be thrown out by Chen Xuan. The atmosphere was tense.

Liang Chenyu picked up his glass, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the group. "What’s the matter? No one wants to talk business tonight?"

"Of course, we do!" one of them quickly responded, taking a deep breath. He respectfully addressed Liang Chenyu, "Ninth Master, we've secured the land at Qingfu Mountain. About the partnership you mentioned before..."

Shen Geyao struggled to get up from Liang Chenyu's lap but couldn't manage it. Everyone else in the room was seated properly, while she was the only one in such a humiliating position. It made her feel inferior, especially with the glances from several girls subtly landing on her.

A girl sitting not far away moved over with a bottle in hand. "Ninth Master, let me pour you a drink."

Chenyu ignored her, and Geyao struggled harder against his firm grip. Frustrated, she snapped, "Ninth Master, can you let me go?"

Everyone heard Geyao's words, but no one dared to intervene. Whatever Ninth Master wanted, he got—who would dare to question him?

Chenyu remained silent, and Geyao knew he was angry. But what was he angry about? Was it because she had accidentally ended up in that old man's arms? It wasn't intentional!

Besides, he wasn't anyone special to her, so why did he care who she was with?

"Ninth Master, I have work to do. Please respect that and let me go!" Geyao's voice grew firmer, causing the room to tense up. Challenging Ninth Master's authority was no small matter.

"Work?" Chenyu finally acknowledged the girl pinned against his knee. His lips curled into a slight smile, a simple gesture that made the girls in the room catch their breath, wishing they could throw themselves at him. Ninth Master's allure was irresistible to any woman.

Ignoring the stares from others, Chenyu gently lifted Geyao's chin with his long fingers, making her look at him. "Isn't your job to serve me?"

"Ninth Master, I'm just here to serve drinks," Shen Geyao protested, biting her lip, trying to reason with him. "Please, let me get up."

"Serve drinks?" Liang Chenyu's smile widened as he suddenly scooped her up, placing her on his lap.

Shen Geyao finally had a chance to catch her breath. She had been lying across his legs for so long, it was uncomfortable.

"Alright, here's your chance to serve drinks." Before she could fully recover, a glass of crimson wine was pressed to her lips. His smile was wickedly charming. "Now, drink!"