In the hotel's cafeteria, Li Ting walked in sexy and pretended to be looking for someone. Then she deliberately looked around for someone. Finally, when the referee turned around with a glass of red wine, Li Ting's chest was directly spilled by him.
"Ouch! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, miss, are you okay!" Coach Song Ming, who was in his early fifties, immediately stared at Li Ting's deep V chest and stayed there for a few seconds.
Li Ting's eyes caught his lustful look, and she sneered in her heart, this kind of man can be hooked as long as he shows a little skill.
"I'm fine, it's just that I have no clothes to wear." Li Ting said helplessly, and then added, "I don't have a room to take a shower."
"How about I open a room for you? I'm so sorry!"
"Then can you buy me a set of clothes? Any price will do." Li Ting said again.
"Of course." Song Ming looked at Li Ting, who was young, beautiful, and had a hot figure, and he had already had some wild ideas in his heart.
He really wanted to get to know Li Ting, but Li Ting looked very innocent and unguarded.
"That's okay! You give me a room, I'll take a shower first, and you can go to the shopping mall next door and buy me a random skirt."
Song Ming was of course very happy. He went to the front desk and opened another room, then handed the card to Li Ting, and then went to buy clothes for Li Ting happily.
Li Ting returned to the room and immediately went into the bathroom to take a shower. She took a hurried bath and sat on the sofa wrapped in only a set of bath towels to wait. She first hid a set of prepared equipment, and then she began to wait.
The fish was hooked.
Soon, Song Ming bought a skirt and came in. When he saw Li Ting wrapped in a bath towel, he was instantly impulsive. When Li Ting fell down on purpose, the two of them fell on the bed together.
Everything happened so naturally, Li Ting didn't care at all whether he was the same age as her father, and Song Ming didn't expect Yanfu to come to her door like this.
So, after the two left each other's phone numbers, Li Ting left.
Just half an hour later, Li Ting suddenly sent him a bunch of photos. In the photos, Li Ting's face was not shown, and all of them were Song Ming's face.
"Judge Song, if I send these photos of you to your family, what do you think they will do?" Li Ting immediately threatened.
Song Ming was stunned. He didn't expect that Li Ting was actually a fraudster who would threaten him even after sleeping.
He is a celebrity and a well-known figure in the chess world. Of course he cannot ruin his reputation and can only call and negotiate with Li Ting.
"Li Ting, how much do you want?"
"I don't need your money. I have one thing to ask you. Is Wen Yue, the player in this Go tournament, cheating?"
"Wen Yue?" Song Ming was extremely surprised. Why did Li Ting ask about Wen Yue? He quickly replied, "Wen Yue won by strength, she did not cheat!"
"Haha! Are you sure she doesn't? The Wen Yue I know is useless, how can she become the champion?" Li Ting sneered, thinking that Song Ming was not telling the truth.
Song Ming answered seriously on the other end, "Li Ting, Wen Yue did win the championship based on her strength. I can guarantee that this competition is fair and just, and players all over the country are watching it live. It is impossible for Wen Yue to cheat.
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Listening to these words, Li Ting felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly. She absolutely did not want to admit that Wen Yue was so good.
"Song Ming, if you don't want to lose your reputation, then you should do as I say." Li Ting threatened fiercely.
"Li Ting, what do you want from me? I can give you a sum of money, but I'm not very rich. I can give you hundreds of thousands." Song Ming didn't want to get into trouble.
He thought that calling a young lady outside would only cost her a minimum of 10,000 yuan. Now, he would rather give Li Ting more than 100,000 yuan. She should be satisfied!
