C8

I laughed self-deprecatingly and climbed up the steel pipe in the middle of the stage, swinging my long legs and rotating them.

His dark eyes were looking at me, and I happened to meet his gaze. He moved his lips, and I actually understood what he meant by "wait for you."

Halfway there, I ran into Xia Lan.

I didn't know what I was hiding, but I wanted to get out of the way.

Aunt An was still in the resting room, but the girl she scolded had already left. She was probably crying somewhere else.

"Why did you come down so quickly?" Aunt An was suspicious.

"I'm tired from jumping, so I got off." I don't mind.

Aunt An looked at me helplessly, "I really spoiled you too much. Forget it, I can't change my mind anyway, the boss doesn't care about you."

I sat down beside her and closed my eyes and dozed off.

"Don't fall asleep. You can go to 601 after a short rest." Aunt An continued.

601. I shuddered when I heard the room number. The last time was also 601, I unconsciously rejected this room.

"This time, it's not Hei Baozi. He hasn't come for a long time." Aunt An saw through my fear and said.

I opened my eyes and looked up at the ceiling. "Is there any difference between Hei Baozi and Ye Junli?" I closed my eyes again. My head hurt.

The air was quiet for a few minutes, Aunt An did not answer my question, she only sighed and said: "Go."

I took a deep breath and let it out in a long, calmer breath. He stood up and pushed the door open.

What should come will eventually come, and I can't stop it. Since I can't avoid it, I might as well face it.

When I got to the sixth floor, I stood far away. There were two bodyguards in front of the door of room 601, the same two I had seen in the afternoon.

I walked over on my high heels and the two of them saw that there wasn't much of an expression on my face. One of them knocked and opened the door, gesturing for me to come in.

The atmosphere was different from the last time. The lights were on in the room. Ye Junli was seated on the left side of the table, drinking wine.

He saw me come in and put down my glass and pointed to the chair opposite him.

Although it wasn't the first time we met, I still didn't know what to say. I obediently sat down.

In front of me was a glass of red wine. Ye Junli picked up his wine glass and clinked it against the one in front of me, then raised it to his face and took a sip.

"Don't you want to drink Miss Zhou? Afraid that I'll drug it? " That was the first thing he said.

I really did, but then I thought he didn't need to, and I figured he'd try to get into bed with any kind of woman he wanted to sleep with.

A handsome, rich young director.

I picked up my glass and took a sip.

"What did Mr. Ye need me for?"

Instead of answering me right away, he got up and came up behind me. I was about to stand up, but he pressed me back with both hands. He bent down and buried his head in my neck and sniffed.

"You smell good."

His words made me feel frivolous and a little disgusted.

"Mr. Ye, what are you trying to do?"

He smiled and said, "Accompany me in an act."

"What?" I don't know what he means, I blurted out.

"You don't need to know the specifics. I only need you to act out your role as a dancer and act along with me. I feel that you did quite well this afternoon." After a pause, he continued, "I will give you the appropriate reward."

I was silent, not sure whether to agree or not.

"Miss Zhou, I don't think you're stupid. It's just an act, and with a few drinks, you can get a lot of money.

Of course, I know it's a good deal, but I'm afraid the act will include the bedtime scene …

"You don't need me to accompany you …." "You don't need me to go to bed with you, do you?"

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."

Ye Junli suddenly laughed, causing me to feel afraid. Ye Zichen looked at him with a puzzled expression.

He suddenly stopped smiling. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. "No need, but if you want to stay with me, I don't mind."

"I do."

Flipping his face is faster than flipping a book, and he's a scoundrel. I scolded him in my heart.

"Follow me."

Ye Junli strode towards the door on two long legs, and I hastily followed him. He was standing in the doorway, and when he saw me coming, he bent an arm and I put it on naturally.

Acting wasn't so simple, although she hated interacting with him, she just needed to treat him as Xiao Nian.

Out of 601, I followed him down the stairs.

The Demon Area was a very comprehensive bar. The first two floors were a dance floor, while the third four floors had individual private rooms. Five or six rooms were for resting.

The fourth floor was a bit more noisy than the sixth floor, but it was also a bit quieter than the first or second floor.

As I carried Ye Junli on my back, I naturally attracted many gazes. All the girls and waitresses in the corridor looked over. I felt a little uncomfortable.

At last we stopped at 410, a large private room. The door was translucent, and I could faintly see that there were a lot of people sitting in the private room.

Ye Junli lightly patted my back. "Stop talking. Just sit next to me."

I nodded in understanding.

Ye Junli opened the door, and I followed him in. The lively room was silent for a moment, except for the music that was still playing.

A slightly plump middle-aged man came over and bowed to Ye Junli. "Young Master Li, come over and sit." As he spoke, he led Ye Junli to an empty seat and sat down.

This spot was located in the center of the private room. It seemed like they had specifically reserved this place for him. I need to get the information as soon as possible. I just need to nod and smile.

The middle-aged man brought Ye Junli a cup and poured him a cup of wine. His cup was filled to the brim with wine, and he drank it all in one gulp. Ignoring me all the time, but I'm also happy leisure.

To be honest, I'm even more convinced that Ye Junli didn't even have a smiley face despite that man's flattery. Even when the man had drunk a glass of wine, he didn't raise his glass. I felt some sympathy for him.

The man stood in front of Ye Junli for a moment, lifting his empty cup, but Ye Junli remained expressionless. He smiled coyly to hide his embarrassment, then took the cup back to his seat.