She called the police and waited for an urgent passport through special channels. She stayed in the hotel for four days. Fortunately, the ankle injury healed and she was able to leave. In the past few days, she had thought too much.
Three years of time flashed through my mind over and over again, except the matter with Qi Zishang was a little blurry.
At half past six, Qiao Cheng personally picked her up at the hotel and brought her a moon-white cheongsam. He has been doing this for several years, and this will be the most valuable woman he has ever hunted!
She comes from a famous family, has a unique personality, and is as beautiful as if she had stepped out of a painting, with the soft and unique charm of an oriental beauty.
He believed that the distinguished guests tonight would be satisfied.
Half an hour later, Ran Mi came out.
Cheongsam is the most feminine garment. It can show your exquisiteness to the extreme, just like Ran Mi at this moment! The neckline is regular, the bust is highlighted, the waist is sunken, and the buttocks are straight.
, the hem of the cheongsam began to split as soon as it passed the buttocks, revealing her two slender white legs. When they were superimposed, the skirt swayed with her soft waist, and I don't know how many men's hearts were swayed.
She knew that her actions were impulsive, but that was her character, so what about a gamble? When her luck was so bad, what else could she have to worry about?
She doesn't expect to have a romantic legend waiting for her, she just wants a luxurious transaction, a gamble of the century.
Open the dark red door.
It was quiet inside, except for a spotlight on the round platform, and the distinguished guests were sitting outside the one-way glass wall.
Several girls were standing on the round platform to show themselves and introduce themselves. From time to time, someone asked questions through the loudspeaker. More than one person could be heard, and their voices ranged from low to hoarse, dark to bright...
Ran Mi guessed very accurately what kind of occasion this was. It was a place to find mistresses for their entertainment.
Men just like this, after they have a few stinky money, they put the sexual happiness of the lower body on the table, and let women hold it, provide it, and make them happy. You can scold them for being shameless and morally corrupt, and then what?
?We can only watch the world deteriorate and love being trampled on...
Several girls on the stage turned to look at her. She was so eye-catching that she attracted all the attention like a spotlight.
"Ran Mi, twenty-three years old, graduated from x university business school." She raised her chin slightly and tried her best to calm down, but the men in the darkness were so quiet that she was surprised.
"Miss Ran... um... what are your specialties?" Someone finally spoke, and the question was really funny.
In fact, Ran Mi really smiled. Her watery eyes swept over, looking into the darkness where the voice came from, and said word by word:
"Sir, I believe you don't need someone to play the piano and compose poems for you, right? Isn't it enough to be beautiful? Also, when I come here, I only want marriage and not to be a mistress. Those of you who have wives don't need to ask questions."
It was completely silent down there.
Ran Mi stood on the stage, facing all kinds of greedy looks cast in the darkness, her palms were all sweaty.
"Why do you think you can impress a man and make him marry you? There are many more beautiful than you."
A low-alcoholic voice came from a slightly higher place. The voice sounded as pleasant as a wisp of breeze blowing slowly under the moon.
Ran Mi looked up and whispered through the darkness: "Let's bet."
The people upstairs made no sound.
Ran Mi breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't tell whether she was relieved or disappointed.
Qiao Cheng also seemed surprised, because only two men in the audience had spoken to her, and they were not as active as before. Or maybe it was because of her name that those people knew who she was?
Ran Mi walked out, leaned against the wall, and shrugged at Qiao Cheng, "Sorry, I have to stay in your hotel for nothing."
"It's okay." Qiao Cheng smiled awkwardly.
At this time, a man in a black suit hurried over, leaned down and whispered a few words in Qiao Cheng's ear. His eyes lit up, and he immediately said to Ran Mi: "Miss Ran, please come with me. Someone is here."
I want to talk to you alone."
"Who?" Ran Mi asked suspiciously.
"Please." The man in the suit extended his hand to her expressionlessly, and together with Qiao Cheng, he led Ran Mi into the back room at the end of the corridor.