The bustling neon-lit night, like a nimble spirit, spreads seeds of indulgence and luxury to every corner of the sleepless city of A.
Ye Weiyang Night Club, in the opulent presidential suite.
The dazzling, srizing lights cast onto several glamorous night ladies; their bodies move to the dynamic dance beats, their sensual figures swaying provocatively, with every movent exuding tantalizing temptation, eliciting cheers from the n on the luxurious leather sofas.
The nightclub madam crossed her arms and looked at Xia Qingqian, "If it weren’t for i Gui, I wouldn’t have kept you here as a waitress. With your plain looks, you wouldn’t even get through Ye Weiyang’s doors. Go change your clothes and get to work."
Xia Qingqian wore a simple white T-shirt, faded jeans, and canvas shoes, with her jet-black hair tied into a high ponytail.
Her unadorned fair face was tinged with a bit of shyness, a stark contrast to the luxurious attire of everyone here. No one cared to spare her a glance, treating her like just another drink server.
Xia Qingqian’s clear eyes overflowed with gratitude as she looked at the madam, softly saying, "Thank you, Mrs. Li. I will do my best."
Since Mrs. Xia died in childbirth, Mr. Xia had raised her alone, but she soon realized her dad was a lazy, gambling addict. In just a few years, he sold off everything valuable in the house, dragging her through a life of constant instability.
To help make ends et, she worked various jobs during her school breaks. Her senior, i Gui, worked as a night lady at Ye Weiyang Night Club, with her gorgeous figure and alluring looks attracting all kinds of young masters, even earning so respect from the madam.
Being a waitress at Ye Weiyang for an hour was better than working a month at a fast food restaurant outside. As long as she served the wealthy patrons well, the tips she’d receive were considerable.
Xia Qingqian changed into a tight maid outfit, imdiately tasked by the madam to fill in for another waitress.
"If Xiao Lin hadn’t broken her hand, you wouldn’t have gotten into this presidential suite." The madam looked at Xia Qingqian’s naive face, hesitated for a mont, still a bit worried, "Be sure to serve the young masters well; don’t make any mistakes."
Xia Qingqian bowed slightly, softly saying, "Thank you, Mrs. Li. I will do my best."
Taking a deep breath, Xia Qingqian pushed open the door to the presidential suite, the sight within instantly made her cheeks flush. The ladies inside were dressed provocatively, clinging to the n, engaging in suggestive actions.
She was trapped in a dilemma, but had to steel herself to step forward and do her job.
The madam had told her that her task was to serve drinks to the young masters present.
She knelt down cautiously, filling the glasses and handing them to each person, embodying the image of a lowly servant, bowing to the dignitaries.
When she walked to the dimly lit corner with a glass of red wine, to the handso and cold-faced man, whether due to his chilling yet alluring presence, or the high-pitched moans echoing in her ears, her hand trembled, the glass slipping from her grasp and landing directly on the man’s thigh.
Xia Qingqian almost felt her heart leap out of her chest, as within the mont she accidentally spilled the wine onto the man’s thigh, the entire suite fell into a deadly silence!
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