Chapter 1: Drunk in the Bar

In the presidential suite.

Lin Anran woke up at noon, her legs aching.

She moved her body and almost rolled off the edge of the bed.

Fortunately, she grabbed an arm across her waist, saving herself from the fall!

Phew... she let out a sigh of relief.

Wait!

Whose arm is that?

She turned her head sharply, and the man before her was squinting at her.

This was a face as if meticulously sculpted by a divine artisan. Wild, stern, sinister, and extremely flamboyant, wantonly displaying his unapproachable and imposing aura...

Last night...

Her brain struggled to piece together the chaotic fragments of memory!

She was cheated on by her three-year love, and the other woman was her half-sister. The passionate photos sent to her phone made her furious.

In a fit of anger, she ran to the bar to get drunk!

But...

Something is wrong!

She was not a teetotaler; how could she get so drunk as to lose her chastity in such a ridiculous manner?

Are the gigolos businesses so poor now that they resort to such despicable means to attract customers? Thinking of this, Lin Anran immediately felt angry and resentful.

Without looking at him, she pulled over a bath towel, wrapped it around herself, and got out of bed.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, a part of her body sent a piercing pain. Looking down again, her exposed skin was bruised in patches... shocking to the eye!

This man really doesnt cherish the fragrance and jade at all!

In a short while, the sound of water from the bathroom came out.

Mo Yanting lazily stretched his long arms, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

He lifted the sheet, his sexy collarbone, strong pectorals, and a wild and charming aura! As he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly saw on the pure white bedsheet, apart from those mottled ambiguous marks, a charming plum blossom, blooming angrily.

The iron tree of ten thousand years, blooming for the first time!

Shouldnt he reward this provocative and sexy little wild cat?

Mo Yanting got out of bed, his movements leisurely and aloof. He walked towards another bathroom in the room...

When Lin Anran came out, she saw the man, neatly dressed, standing in the hall, and was taken aback.

The man was about one meter and eighty-seven in height, with a strong and hard body, and his features were cold and steep, with a pair of deep eyes that carried a sharp light. Naturally, he gave people a supreme and noble feeling!

Nobility? Forget it! Hes just a gigolo, just with a better appearance.

Lin Anrans eyelids drooped, and she opened her bag, looking for her wallet inside: "Tell me, whats the price?"

Asking for money on her own? Mo Yantings sharp eyes raised slightly.

The girl has a broad mind! The first time not for a boyfriend, not for a husband, but to sell it...

However, thats good too, avoiding future entanglements.

The mans slightly hooked mouth carried a faint disdain.

"One million, how about that!" This was an affirmative sentence, with no room for bargaining at all.

"Ah?" Lin Anrans legs trembled. Wasnt this just like robbing money in broad daylight!

Exorbitant pricing, shameless!

Mo Yanting pressed his upper and lower pockets, unable to find a pen, how to write a check? So, he strode forward, not even looking at her, heading straight to the master bedroom.