Blue Charm is the largest nightclub in Australia, and most of the patrons who co here are the ones looking to unwind after gambling, the paradise for wealthy heirs and big business tycoons.
As night falls, the red sign stands out against the evening backdrop, the intoxicating music makes people lose themselves in dreams, reluctant to leave.
"Sister Yu, are you satisfied with this batch?" The man had a face traditionally labeled as pretty, yet greed and scheming filled his eyes, making his expression repulsive.
The woman, in high heels, scrutinized the unconscious woman on the sofa, checking her hair, skin, and nails before nodding in satisfaction.
"Not bad."
The man chuckled, "As long as Sister Yu is satisfied."
"Have you checked this woman’s background thoroughly? Don’t give any trouble."
"Don’t worry, Sister Yu. I’ve checked thoroughly. Her parents divorced when she was young and don’t care about her. Plus, I tricked her into coming to Australia, so even if she goes missing, no one will trace it back to you. You can rest easy."
The woman shot him a glance, a fleeting chill in her eyes startled the man, but in an instant, it seed it was just an illusion.
"This girl is pretty and has no baggage. Why wouldn’t you treat her well? Live a steady life."
The man paused, quickly laughed, "What’s the point of marriage? A woman is just that. There are so many beautiful sisters here at Blue Charm, I’m not lonely at all, why hang myself on one tree?"
The woman sneered, waving her hand as a subordinate handed a stack of cash to the man.
The man bead, counting the bills one by one.
Wang Yu said disdainfully, "Get out."
The man quickly pocketed the money and left.
The woman on the sofa slowly regained consciousness, and realizing sothing, she sat up, terrified, hugging herself: "Where is this? Where’s Hu Xi?"
The young woman had an extraordinarily innocent face, evoking pity in her fear.
Wang Yu, in high heels, walked over and admired her beauty from above, "He sold you to ."
The woman gasped in disbelief, then firmly denied: "Impossible."
Wang Yu shook her head with a smile: "Pathetic woman, at this point still trusting n, no wonder you ended up here."
The tone was full of mockery.
The woman fell off the sofa, attempting to run outside, but was forcefully held back on the sofa by two bodyguards. She struggled desperately, screaming like a drowning person in a final death throe.
Wang Yu watched coldly, with no trace of compassion.
"Trusting n’s affections is less reliable than believing pigs climb trees; this was all your doing. Take her downstairs, clean her up and dress her nicely, await my instructions."
"This is a cri, I will report you, sob..." Her mouth was sealed with tape by the bodyguards, her anger swallowed back, only eyes red with fury glaring at Wang Yu.
Wang Yu smiled with curved lips, beautiful as a snake or scorpion.
"Won, the saddest thing is not knowing they hate the wrong person."
The person was taken away, leaving the room quiet. Wang Yu’s fingers trembled as she took out a pack of cigarettes, placed one in her mouth, then searched frantically for a lighter.
"President Wang, not good, Little President Zhang is causing trouble again."
Wang Yu angrily shouted: "Do I have to resolve this minor issue? What do I pay you for?"
The manager said awkwardly, "We can’t afford to upset Little President Zhang..."
The woman took a deep breath, slowly calming her emotions, enduring it as he was City Lord Lin’s nephew.
She put the cigarette back into the pack, strutting out in her high heels.
Hu Xi, counting money hunched over, inadvertently bumped into soone.
He was about to curse, wondering which idiot wasn’t watching where they were going, then looked up to see a face so beautiful its gender was undistinguishable, and swallowed his curses back.
"Sorry, are you okay?"
A beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes, stunning deanor, and noble air. His Eyes of Golden Fla scanned, oh boy, dressed in luxury custom-made brands, a wealthy man indeed.
Blue Charm is frequented by plenty of wealthy heirs and big bosses, all clad in luxury brands, but this boy was different, that nobility was innate, ingrained in his bones and blood.
The young man smiled with curved lips, his blue ice eyes enchanting all.
"It’s my first ti here, still getting the hang of it."
His Mandarin was not fluent, carrying an accent.
Seems he was a foreigner.
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