Chapter 1650 - 1663: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

Chapter 1650: Chapter 1663: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

"Aunt Liu, I really don’t want to go. Please let me off?"

The car stopped, Maple Grand Hotel was right in front. Roland clutched her skirt hem, attempting one last struggle.

"Heh, how many women in Shencheng City wish to accompany Young Master Wei, yet don’t have the chance? His interest in you is your blessing from eight lifetimes!"

Aunt Liu spread her crimson lips. Her heavily made-up face looked like the old madam of an ancient brothel. In reality, as the chief agent of Star Entertainment Co., Ltd., she was indeed tirelessly playing the role of a madam.

"But..."

"There’s no ’but.’ This is an opportunity you absolutely can’t miss! Think about it, you’ve been with the company for three years, yet how many ads have you taken? Barely one every few months, and it’s either a walk-on role at a show or a car model standing by, earning no money and gaining no fame. Do you know why this is?" Aunt Liu waved her hand heavily.

"Because you have no sponsor! Nowadays, if you want fame, want to rise up, want to shine and enter the top tier, you absolutely need backing. Pretty faces, superb acting—those are all nonsense. Roland, your conditions are excellent, but you’re just not open-hearted enough. The entertainment industry is all about that, isn’t it? Look at the top-tier actresses now, how many haven’t become famous through sleeping with others?"

Roland’s face turned slightly red, though she had heard many such stories, Aunt Liu’s bluntness still made her feel uneasy inside, "But, I really don’t want that..."

"Don’t want? Then continue to be mediocre."

Aunt Liu frowned, her smile vanished into a cold voice, "With your little appearance fee, when will you ever pay off the company’s debt? Also, if I recall correctly, isn’t it about time to pay for your father’s second-phase treatment fees?"

Roland’s body shook, her face immediately lost its color.

After a long silence, she sighed, helplessly pushing open the car door.

In the lobby of Maple Grand Hotel, Young Master Wei casually rested on the sofa, crossed-legged. He was very displeased now. As a powerful second-generation, he had dominated Shencheng City for years, always the oppressor, never the oppressed. Yet, this trip to Wancheng had gone sideways. He got his face slapped soundly and even had his newly acquired Range Rover snatched away.

This—this was simply an utter humiliation.

In a bad mood, he naturally needed to vent, and thus, Young Master Wei thought of Roland. This pure and adorable girl, with eyebrow expressions like flowers, intrigued him greatly, playing mature beauties till now, "Damn, if well-trained, she would make a fine bed partner indeed."

"Young Master Wei!" At this moment, a timid voice sounded from beside.

Young Master Wei turned to look, immediately brightening up...

Meanwhile, in a presidential suite somewhere, Sophie lay panting on the bed, fragrant sweat covering her, eyes full of a shameful anger, "Let go of me!"

"No way, if I let you go you’ll hit me with the lamp again!"

Lin Mu held her hands down from behind, sticking like an octopus to the soft blanket.

"I won’t hit you anymore, hurry and let go, what sort of propriety is this."

Hot breath puffed on her nape, tickling, making Sophie uncomfortable all over, even her clear earlobes tinged with sunset hues. Though wrapped in a blanket, with no intimate contact between them, her body was completely bare, pressed down by Lin Mu in such a manner, Sophie blushed so much her breath grew rapid.

"There’s no one around, what’s there to be afraid of."

"Lin Mu, if you keep this up, I’ll really get mad!"

"Heh, you’ve used that trick so many times, can’t you change your strategy?"

Lin Mu yawned, lazily squinting his eyes.

No wonder people often say women are made of water; lying on her really was quite soft.

"You!" Sophie, furious, teeth clenched, yet couldn’t deal with this shamelessness, had to slow her tone and beg pitifully, "Please get up, you’re squishing me so I can’t breathe!"

"Can’t breathe yet you speak so fluently? Who are you trying to fool!"

"It’s too hot inside the blanket, I’m sweating, uncomfortable!"

"That’s easy, I’ll just lift it a bit!" Lin Mu said smilingly.

"... Don’t be so shameless, okay?" Sophie was bitter, her voice weakened.

What karma did she commit in her past life, to attract this beast? Is this the infamous bringing the wolf into the house?

All sorts of helplessness flooded her heart, and just when the two stood deadlocked, faint voices drifted in from outside.

"Oh no, someone’s moved in."

Lin Mu’s expression changed slightly, quickly getting up.

"Ah!"

Sophie gasped, taking two or three seconds to remember they had sneaked into the presidential suite, "You’ve gotten us killed this time!"

"Shh, first put on clothes, they don’t seem to have intentions of coming in."

Compared to Sophie’s panic, Lin Mu appeared much calmer, reaching for the dried clothes, tossing them onto the bed. He tiptoed to the door to peep outside...

For those who settle in US Dollars daily, the presidential suite at Maple Grand Hotel was naturally all upscale and high-end. Just its layout of three bedrooms, two living rooms, and a study left other hotels’ presidential suites far behind. Lin Mu exited one room, passed a small living room, reaching the brightly lit main hall, where the visitors could be seen.

The facing girl had a delicate figure, milky white skin. With big eyes, long lashes, a sharp nose, and cherry-like lips, she exhibited a pure charm akin to newly-grown Furong, unmarked by embellishments. Next to her sat a lanky youth, limbs like sticks, his face a sickly yellow, recognizable from the daytime sighting, hmm, wasn’t this the foolish Young Master Wei?

"Damn, why it’s this bastard!" Lin Mu’s mouth twitched, his expression contorting.

At this moment, Young Master Wei impatiently extinguished his cigar, stepped on it forcefully, his eyes slanting upward, ordering, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take off your clothes!"

"H-here?" Roland bit her lip, hesitantly glancing around.

"Cut the crap." Young Master Wei’s face turned grim, standing up, "I’m in a foul mood, just want to do you right on the carpet, is there a problem?"

"I-I’m not a prostitute." Roland’s eyes reddened, heart full of humiliation, turning her head away.

"Uh-huh, still daring to challenge me?" Young Master Wei raised an eyebrow, suddenly laughed, "Fine, spicy enough, let’s see how long you can pretend." Grabbing Roland’s long hair, throwing her onto the sofa, Young Master Wei reached inside a black leather bag, pulling out handcuffs, shackles, whips, and candles!