The Billionaire's Hidden Affection Chapter 8 First Step 31

The young girl’s slim, youthful figure held a dazzling beauty under the sunshine. The man’s gaze inadvertently fell on her fair skin. His eyes widened, as if watching petals unfurl, and the girl giggled even more heartily.

Yan Xixi inhaled sharply and took an involuntary step back.

However, Wan Donglin casually clapped his hands as if nothing had happened. The girl on the swing ca down and cozied up to him. Wan Donglin slightly sidestepped and pushed her away. She shrugged indifferently, casually picked up a large n’s jacket lying on the ground, and slipped it on, covering her entire body.

When she tilted her head, one could see the gem-studded earrings on her ears and a large-carat diamond necklace around her neck. From head to toe, she was like a doll forged from money, exuding an aura of wealth and luxury.

She sized up Yan Xixi, and Yan Xixi sized her up in return.

Slowly, the girl’s gaze moved away from Yan Xixi’s face. She pouted and wrapped her arms around Wan Donglin’s waist, her voice sweet and childlike, "Darling, why did you bring soone ho again?"

Wan Donglin took out a check he had prepared earlier and handed it to her. "Leave, and never co back to this room again."

The girl glanced at the check, perhaps very pleased with the amount written on it. She smiled charmingly, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Wan. Call when you miss ."

Then, she kissed Wan Donglin on the cheek, glared maliciously at Yan Xixi, her eyes flashing with jealousy, and then departed with a graceful sway.

The red velvet swing set was still swaying gently, a faint scent of its forr mistress’s expensive perfu lingering in the air. Wan Donglin looked at the stunned Yan Xixi. "See? All you have to do is sit on it and swing for my enjoynt, and this house will be yours..."

Yan Xixi stared intently at his face. It was said that rich n were often deviants, but she had never imagined he could be *this* deviant.

The last ray of sunset fell on his face. He’s actually quite good-looking, she thought. He really wasn’t young anymore, but perhaps these were a man’s pri years. He carried himself elegantly and spoke with sophistication. Even after uttering such vile words, he appeared remarkably calm and composed, possessing a dapper sort of grace, as natural as if he were inviting a woman to a delightful opera.

Perhaps her silence had lasted too long. He casually patted her shoulder. "Xixi, you can think about this carefully. It’s not too late to answer once you’ve made up your mind. Here, this is the key to the house. You can co over whenever you’re ready."

She jerked her hand away, and the key fell to the ground.

He unhurriedly picked up the key, tossed it in his hand, and whistled. "Xixi, swing for ."

Despite being ntally prepared, Yan Xixi trembled all over.

"The mont I realized in the nightclub that you had deceived , I decided to bring you back here and have you swing for . Moreover, you have to do it willingly."

A case was opened, revealing stacks upon stacks of cash, glaringly red.

Not a check, but actual cash. A check was just a string of cold numbers. How could it compare to the visual impact of this case brimming with vibrant red bills?

Wan Donglin remained impassive. He was an old hand at this and knew the various weaknesses of won.