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When Housekeeper Li and the bodyguards noticed Su Wanbai and they rushed over, both of them had already landed on the shore.

"Young Master!" Seeing his master in such a sorry state, Manager Li quickly took an overcoat and draped it over his body.

"Give her one too!" Murong Aotian pointed at Su Wanbai who had already turned around and left.

A bodyguard ran over to stop Su Wanbai. Housekeeper Li walked over to her with a smile.

Su Wanbai was slightly taken aback. This man was truly crazy, he had just fiercely thrown her out of the villa this morning. However, she didn't care that much. She didn't believe that her uncle would give away the villa that she treasured the most. He must have taken it for himself, but her uncle just didn't dare to say anything. Was it great to have money? She was ungrateful.

She left, leaving behind a cold, proud figure.

There was actually a trace of reluctance in Murong Aotian's eyes, but when the girl turned around, he accidentally saw a sneaky figure moving behind a big tree and disappearing.

His face darkened. Although it was only for a few seconds, he was acutely aware of the thick murderous aura radiating from that person's body.

"Send someone to follow this woman and let me know if there's any news."

"Yes, young master!"

Murong Aotian got on the carriage, and the carriage went in the direction they came from.

Manager Li, who was sitting beside Murong Aotian, was very puzzled. According to Young Master's previous attitude, if a stranger barged in on such an important day, he would definitely punish them severely. What happened today? Su Wanbai almost let him drown. Not only did he not get angry, she even sent her a coat.

Her master was becoming more and more unfathomable to her. Or perhaps, she had never been able to figure it out.

With a wry smile, he climbed up the corner of her mouth.

Murong Aotian turned his head and stared out of the window, unmoving.

On this special day, he only had one thing to do, and that was to reminisce.

As dusk fell, Murong Aotian sat on the bed in his bedroom and flipped through an old album. Because of the passage of time, the cover of the album had been worn in several places, and some of the photos had even been redone to keep the colors bright.

There was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and even his eyes had become calm and serene. Most of the albums were photos of his childhood, each of him and a girl together. The girl was beautiful and noble, fresh and refined, like an angel that had descended into the mortal world. As she grew older, she became more beautiful.

Finally, the girl took his arm and smiled sweetly.

At that time, although he was solemn and stiff, there was happiness in his eyes …

He took a small blade from a drawer, unbuttoned his shirt sleeve, and slashed at it. Blood slowly seeped out from the texture of the skin, dripping onto the pure white wool carpet. It was a shocking sight.

He found a handkerchief and wrapped it around his arm. This was the seventh wound. That is to say, she had been gone for seven full years. It had actually been so long, so long that even her appearance began to fade in his mind. No, no, he was going through the albums more and more frequently, just to carve her image into his mind and never forget it.

While he was immersed in his memories, a knock on the door sounded out.

"Young Master!" It was the voice of the Housekeeper Li.

Housekeeper Li had followed him for many years, so he was naturally very clear about his temperament. At this moment, he didn't want to be disturbed the most. However, she had encountered a very troublesome matter and needed to immediately ask for his permission.

"Come in." Murong Aotian frowned, his face gloomy.

"What is it?" "Speak!" Murong Aotian pulled down his sleeves.

"Su Wanbai's father was kidnapped, and the kidnapper asked for a million as ransom. She asked her uncle for help, but he had just gone bankrupt, so she suggested that she sell her first night for ransom. As for the killer who was tailing Su Wanbai, he had never found the right time to make a move, so the cat was still waiting in the dark for the right time. " The Housekeeper Li said.

Murong Aotian sat up straight, a cold smile sweeping across his lips once again. The strange kidnapping, the weird pursuit, it was obvious that they were not the same group of people. This woman seemed calm and collected, but he didn't expect his to be so extraordinary. He was suddenly filled with a strong curiosity to know who had kidnapped her and who had tried to kill her.

"Now go find out who the kidnappers are and who that hitman is. Capture him immediately, but leave him alive."

Murong Aotian lifted his lips, revealing an evil smile.

Su Hua Tian's efficiency was really high, but he managed to find a man willing to buy Su Wanbai's first night in a few hours.

Crown Hotel, a magnificent hall.

Su Wanbai was wearing a dark blue dress that had cut across her chest, revealing her beautiful collarbone and thin, white thighs. Su Huageng intentionally made people put on some light makeup on her, making her already exquisite facial features seem even more charming.

Just as she walked into the hall, Su Wanbai attracted everyone's attention. The men were stunned as they looked at him, all of them salivating. Even the women couldn't help but want to look at her a few more times. She was truly the beloved child of God. Her impeccable appearance and tall and sexy figure really made people jealous and jealous.

The one who came in behind Su Wanbai was Su Hua Tian, he saw the Owner Zhang at the resting area with a single glance.

Boss Zhang was a bald man who was in his fifties, with a fierce-looking face and gold teeth. When he saw Su Yun's vulgar eyes, Su Wan Bai wanted to puke. Su Hua Tian then exchanged a few words with Boss Zhang before placing a room card into Su Wan Bai's hand. Those who didn't know this would have never expected that the pimp standing next to Su Wubai was her own uncle. He had personally pushed his niece into the arms of this old man, yet he was still able to talk and laugh so easily.

Su Wanbai turned her head and did not look at them. Her precious first time was about to be dedicated to this ugly old man. Then in the future, how could she continue to live with such a shadow? Even if there was a man willing to take her, how could she live with herself?

Owner Zhang swallowed his saliva. The monkey was anxious to hug Su Wanbai's shoulder.

He was a man with a virginity. He used to be a thief, but once he had money, he became lawless. The news of him brazenly strolling through the circle to buy a virgin's first night had been set at a very high price. He felt that his life was a perfect place for him to live, with all the fresh meat in his mouth.

Su Wanbai was different from all the girls he had seen in the past. She had an exceptionally beautiful face. Before he even touched her, he was already on the verge of falling in love with her.

Just as the Owner Zhang's hand was less than a centimeter away from Su Wanbai's shoulder, an arrogant voice sounded by his ear.

"Miss Su, how about you sell your First Night to me?"

Su Wanbai suddenly turned her head around. Unknowingly, Murong Aotian had already appeared behind her back. The aura of a king radiating from his body made her feel stifled, and even his heartbeat quickened. She felt ashamed, and a blush crept up her face. She knew that he wasn't infatuated with the man, but when she saw his incomparably handsome face, she was still a bit moved.

Such a dirty deal was actually presented in front of him.

She bit her lip and looked away.

"You talk about everything first come first served, you're obviously here to find fault." "He's still a wet behind the ears, yet he dares to fight with me for a woman …" Just as he was spitting, a pistol was pressed against his waist, and he turned pale with fright, unable to utter another word.

Su Huageng had long recognized Murong Aotian, but he didn't know what to say, so he remained silent.

"In public, Young Master Murong better not be like this …" Su Huageng pointed to the location of the spear, and said to Murong Aotian with a smile.

Murong Aotian walked to Su Wanbai's side and picked her up, carried her on his back and walked towards the elevator.

"What are you doing?" Put me down! " Su Wanbai angrily punched Murong Aotian's chest.

He originally thought that he was here to save her, but he didn't expect that he would be the same as the old man.

"Otherwise, why would I return you to him?" Murong Aotian raised his eyebrows, and his cold gaze swept across her face.

When Su Wanbai thought about that fat old man, she immediately quietened down.

She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth in pain.

For her father, she could even give up her life, let alone accompany an unfamiliar man for a night of sleep.

Murong Aotian walked into the presidential suite on the top floor and put her down.

Several servants rushed her to the bathroom. The hot water was already in the tub and there were still many rose petals floating in the air. The servants stripped her of her clothes, put her in the bathtub, and began to scrub. For the first time, her pure white body appeared in front of an outsider. Although they were both women, she still felt extremely awkward.

"I can wash myself. Can you guys go out?" Su Wanbai pleaded.

"This is Young Master's order, we don't dare to disobey." said one of the servants.

"You guys turn around. Can I tell you when I'm done?" Su Wanbai still held onto a trace of her fantasy.

"I'm afraid not." "Yes," the servant replied.

At this time, Murong Aotian was in the study taking care of his official business. His expression was cold and serious, and he would occasionally frown.

"Young Master, Miss Su is already waiting for you on the bed." Housekeeper Li walked in and whispered.

"Yes." Murong Aotian closed the folder and walked into the bedroom.

Su Wanbai was only wearing a silver silk nightgown with the collar opened too low. She couldn't help but raise her clothes, but this nightgown was too short. If she lifted it slightly, its length could only barely cover a critical area. She was a little discouraged and was considering asking the maid for another one.

Who knew when the door to the bedroom had opened, but Murong Aotian leaned on the doorframe, watching her every move with interest. The corners of his mouth raised into an evil smile.