Jing Jiaren walked out of the backstage and prepared to leave the theater.
After she turned around and left, the maid immediately spoke to the intercom...
The opera house was very big, so Jing Jiaren went around and couldn't find the way out.
At this moment, several male servants with walkie-talkie headsets came over and stopped her.
"I'm sorry, BOSS asked us to take you back."
"I have something urgent..."
"We are following orders."
The manservant couldn't help but put a hand on Jing Jiaren's shoulder.
Her expression changed: "What do you want to do, let me go!?"
The valet chuckled softly: "You don't know, right? This is a famous sensual place in City B. The women who come here have sex voluntarily."
What--!?
Jing Jiaren's mind went blank. No wonder the audience was filled with men.
Maybe those 10% of women are the young ladies provided by this opera house...
Jing Jiaren struggled desperately, but she couldn't resist the strength of several male servants.
"Let me go, or I will sue you!"
"Miss, our theater is a formal place for sensuality and is legal."
What is legal, bullshit! The law does not allow selling~prostitution at all!
"To put it bluntly, our BOSS has considerable black power. If we can afford to run such a special opera house, we will naturally be able to resist the law on our own. I advise you to obey and don't make our BOSS unhappy."
Jing Jiaren wanted to call Luo Lei for help, but both arms were clenched...
"Let me go and I will follow you."
"That's not possible. If you run away, we can't afford it!"
Jing Jiaren tried to calm herself down, she would be fine.
Luo Lei is now quite powerful in City B, more than enough to deal with the boss of a record company.
As long as she had her hands free, she would call Luo Lei as soon as possible...
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Luo Bo sat on the sofa, rubbing his hands together excitedly. It had been a long time since he had met such a charming creature.
It must taste good...
The waiter who came in walked up to him, lowered his head and whispered.
Luo Bo's expression changed: "Xi...Ximen...the young master of the family?"
"Yes."
…
The valets' walkie-talkies sent new orders, and they changed direction and sent Jing Jiaren to the third floor.
The first and second floors of this opera house are the auditorium and stands.
The third floor is the presidential suite, a Garden of Eden specially designed for young men to enjoy.
The gold-rimmed door opened, Jing Jiaren was sent in, and she saw a tall figure standing by the window.
The door closed behind her, and the figure turned its back to her...
A low-mellow voice came: "What's your name?"
This voice, this back view...
Jing Jiaren couldn't believe it and heard her dry voice reply: "Elizabeth."
My heart was beating hard in my chest.
His cold breath: "I'm asking about that piece of music."
"Autumn Sun"
Because the baby was born in autumn, and her name is SUN. She wrote this song to Simon Weilin.
Ximen Longting turned around arrogantly: "Not a good name."
Compared with the beautiful artistic conception of the song, the title of the song seems extremely casual and unworthy of it!
Jing Jiaren's throat went dry as she looked at his god-like handsome face.
What's going on? Isn't the BOSS mentioned by those male servants not Carrot, but Ximen Longting?