"Hotel?" Mo slightly raised his eyebrows, "Which hotel?"
"Palace No. 1, this is the room number." The agent directly gave Mo Weiwei the address, and even the room number.
Mo Weiwei looked at the address in her hand and subconsciously held it in the palm of her hand. She was not afraid of you being lustful, but just afraid that you had no weaknesses. As long as you had weaknesses, everything would be easy to solve. What's more, is it just lust?
She has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, how could she not have seen or experienced such a thing?
Many people in this circle can only discuss matters in hotels or KTV rooms. However, she has not experienced such a thing for a long time since she gained her own status in the world. She did not expect that now there are still
Such a day.
However, since the president of this company was said to be very rich and young, she didn't care, even though she had never met him.
What I'm afraid of is that if you are poor, you will be lustful, and if you are rich, you will be lustful. This is normal.
Mo Weiwei tidied up and then went directly to the address given to her by her agent. She stood in the elevator and looked at the enchanting body in the elevator mirror. She curled her lips and smiled, with a bit of confusion and extra temptation.
human heart.
The elevator door dinged open, and she walked out gracefully, went directly to the door of the room, and then pressed the doorbell lightly. A deep and steady voice sounded from inside, with a hint of seductiveness, "The door is not closed.
Come right in."
Hearing this voice, Mo Weiwei smiled with satisfaction. As expected, she looked very young when she heard this voice. She pushed the door open and then closed the door. This was a presidential suite, which was extremely large. She walked in
In the living room, she saw a woman sitting on the sofa. She was startled and frowned. How could it be a woman?
The woman turned her face sideways, her hair hanging down, and seemed to be playing with her mobile phone. A hint of displeasure flashed across her face, "Who are you?"
The woman turned her head, with a slight smile on her face, and looked at Mo Weiwei. Her smile was particularly bright, but the smile did not reach her eyes. Her eyes were as cold as bones, without a trace of warmth, "Hello, sister."
It's actually Mo Yanli!
When Mo Weiwei saw this flawless face, she turned pale with fright. Looking at that smiling face, she felt inexplicably horrified in her heart. How could it be her?
She subconsciously turned her head and wanted to open the door to leave. Who knows how she pulled it, but the door just wouldn't open.
Mo Yanli's voice sounded from behind, saying mockingly and coldly: "Don't bother, you can't open this door."
Mo Weiwei's hand suddenly stopped. Looking at Mo Yanli's face without any scars, her white and delicate arms and thighs were exposed, and there were no traces of scars. Her heart tightened, she didn't even think about it.
Believe it or not, she couldn't help but ask: "Your skin?"
How could this happen? The acid was obviously poured on her body. Mommy also went to the hospital to see her and asked the hospital. She was indeed burned by the acid. Why is there nothing wrong now?
"Oh, you're talking about the acid you asked someone to pour on me. I had a skin transplant when I was in the hospital. I've recovered now. Look, my skin is more delicate than before.