Chapter 37: How Much For One Night? I
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Five beautiful women with attractive bodies stood across the sofa in a line, stealing glances at Leng Sicheng as he drank alone.
They had heard tales about this man, about him being generous with his women. Once they caught his eye, those women never lacked money, status, and fame. One of his women had come from Star. Even though she did not manage to break the ‘three-month-replacement’ curse, her short relationship with Leng Sicheng led her to become the illustrious show host she was today.
However, they also heard that while Leng Sicheng treated his woman well, he would not bother looking at anyone else. Once, a Star princess tried to seduce him, waiting for him to have his fill of booze before slipping into his private room naked. Despite her best efforts, Leng Sicheng ordered her to be taken away, having the security throw her out while she was still undressed! From then on, no one ever saw the woman again.
His smile was poisoned. Even the opportunities given by him were poisonous.
Leng Sicheng looked up and spotted a woman with eyes curved upwards like a crescent moon whenever she smiled. He pointed at her and said, “You.”
The woman was both surprised and delighted. She walked up to him, blushing and carefully seated herself beside him. “Director Leng,” she called in a sultry tone.
Her voice was as soft and sweet as gumdrops.
“You’re so mean! You picked the best one once the moment you entered the door. Why didn’t you bring that Ms. Chen with you today? Are you afraid she might be jealous?”
Leng Sicheng’s eyes narrowed slightly at the comment. He swiftly swallowed another glass of whiskey.
Earlier today, he had participated in an activity with Chen Wenjie, but due to time constraints, he told her to come to Qin Cheng Apartment sharp at six-thirty. He did not expect Chen Wenjie to be so audacious that she appeared right at his door!
On top of that, she was the one who had called…
In his anger, Leng Sicheng had Chen Wenjie dragged out of the mansion; all of her work engagements were canceled, and her activities suspended!
When he returned the call, the line was busy.
So, he instructed his secretary to make covert inquiries only to find out that there another problem had cropped up in her family again. Her brother had best someone up and had him hospitalized, and the other party was threatening to report to the authorities.
His lips curled into a frigid smile. His suspicions were confirmed! Unless her family was involved in some sort of trouble, she would never dream of calling him or seeking him.
Leng Sicheng gulped down another shot of whiskey. The cold of the ice prickled in his mouth before sliding down to his stomach through his esophagus. It was as if a flame had been ignited, burning up the wasteland that was his heart.
The woman with crescent eyes poured him another glass.
“Director Leng, have some more,” she cooed.
Drooling over his angular jawline, the cold, sharp eyes, and the nobility oozing from Leng Sicheng, the woman could not help but be infatuated by him.
This was Leng Sicheng! The son of the chairman of Leng Group, chairman of Royal Strike Entertainment! If she could win his favor, even if it was just for a one-night-stand, whatever she would gain later would be priceless!
The woman smiled flirtatiously, her body purposefully sliding up to his. Just as her fingers were this close to touching Leng Sicheng’s thigh, secretary Cheng walked in and whispered in his ears, “I think I saw madam outside…”