Chapter 6

"How long before the drug takes effect?" Tang Wanxin squinted her eyes and asked the bartender.

"About five minutes."

"Good, very good. Once she shows symptoms of the drug, send her straight to the stage. I want to give those men of high society a free striptease show like never before. Ha-ha."

"But if the boss finds out, I'll be fired."

"What are you scared of? If this place doesn't want you, the Tang Family does."

"Then... thank you very much, Miss."

Five minutes later, Qianxue indeed started to feel her body gradually heating up, accompanied by weakness in her legs and a faster heartbeat.

She whimpered, feeling as if her whole body was about to burn up, with her cheeks intensely hot and combined with dry mouth and irritation, she was in great pain.

"Time's up, take her up." The curly-haired woman sneered coldly, her eyes glittering with the anticipation of the upcoming spectacle.

Two men ripped the tape from Qianxue's mouth and dragged her body quickly towards the backstage of the stage.

At that moment, Qianxue, under the influence of the aphrodisiac and the added effects of the cocktail, was in a state of dazed consciousness, her vision blurred. She only knew she was very hot and desired to cool down, to be freed.

So when the two men pushed her onto the stage, she couldn't see the shocked gazes from below; she just kept tearing at her own clothes, staggering forward.

The audience below was silent, each man curiously watching the performance onstage, wondering when A&H had prepared such a thrilling show.

And Tang Wanxin, who had already walked to the front of the stage, was smiling with the corners of her mouth lifted, her eyes gleaming with the pleasure of revenge.

At this very moment, let's see who comes to save this woman!

Su Lingyu was always in the way before, making her attempts to torment this woman fall short of thoroughly satisfying.

Today, that meddlesome Su Lingyu had gone home early, and she finally had the chance to ruthlessly torment this eyesore of a woman!

This time, she was determined to make this woman unable to ever hold her head up again!

At that thought, her almond eyes narrowed, delighted as she watched the woman on stage with flushed cheeks and eyes filled with a seductive mist, about to remove her white T-shirt...

The business negotiation had been going on for nearly an hour, and Leng Chenxuan loosened his tie at his throat, casting a cold glance around, his patience wearing thin: "Do you have any more questions? If there are still things unclear, then we can sign later."

He truly was running out of patience. He preferred coming to this place to drink leisurely, rather than having the woman beside him continuously pressing him to drink.

The strong smell of perfume made him feel rather repulsed, and the sycophantic faces of the representatives from G Company were utterly off-putting.

He originally intended to sign the contract with them, but their desperate attempts to please him were entirely unnecessary and had instead caused him to feel averse.

"No problem, no problem, President Leng, we'll sign now, right now," the two representatives said upon hearing his words, quickly nodding and bowing, eagerly handing over the contract and pen. They were afraid that if they hesitated another minute, the internationally-renowned CEO Leng would walk away.

Leng Chenxuan took out his gold pen and, with just a few brisk strokes, signed his name on the contract before leaving the private room.

It wasn't until he stepped out that he realized the silence outside.

Glancing around coldly, he noticed that every pair of eyes in the bar was curiously fixed upon the stage, not blinking.

How boring!

He snorted dismissively, planning to ignore the spectacle and hurry back to his company. However, his eyebrows furrowed after a brief glance towards the stage.

The woman...dancing a seductive striptease on stage...

She was actually taking off her shirt, revealing an expanse of enticingly pale skin and a slender waist!

Initially, he watched with a cold curiosity in his eyes. Almost immediately after noticing the abnormal flush on her face, he strode forward, scooped up the woman who was in the midst of removing her T-shirt, and headed toward his car.

By the time he carried Qianxue out of the bar, the bar's manager hurriedly showed up, and the crowd below began to stir, with whispers and expressions of surprise. A curly-haired woman looked at Leng Chenxuan's tall figure with frustration, nearly grinding her silver teeth in anger.

After placing Qianxue in the car, Leng Chenxuan discovered that her body temperature was so scorching that it could burn his fingers. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes misted, and a delicate little mouth slightly agape. His heart tightened, and he quickly adjusted the oversized T-shirt that had slipped off her shoulder. Then he started the car, heading for the seaside.

She continued to whimper and groan, each breath carrying a hint of alcohol amidst the scent of orchids. A few strands of her glossy, long hair had fallen onto her lovely cheeks, adding a playful sexiness. Her ears and neck were also tinted with a sexy red hue, tempting one to explore her fragrance. Her small hands helplessly tugged at the neckline of the T-shirt, exposing smooth, fair shoulders...

Such innocence, yet intertwined with fatal sensuality, was disarming.

"Damn it!" he growled lowly, annoyed with his own reaction.

He was a man of strong self-control; otherwise, for the past four years, he would not have managed to never touch her.

He had said, between him and this woman, there was only a transaction, no love, not even a matter of lust.

Because the woman he wanted most in his life was Yun Muyin, the bad woman who had abandoned him and left him scarred!

He had brought this woman back because on that rainy night, he too was hurt. He had carried her in his arms as she cried in the rain...

If it was all out of sympathy, and if he had not touched her for four years, why did he feel such a reaction towards her tonight?

Was it because he had drunk too much? Or was it because this was the first time she had not worn that black hollow-out nightgown, naturally charming?

Black, only Yun Muyin liked black, only Yun Muyin considered the black hollow-out her favorite.

He sneered coldly, rolled down the car window to let the cold wind pour in, propped his left hand on the window, supporting his forehead, while his right hand firmly gripped the steering wheel.

The car continued to race along the secluded road to the seaside apartment.

But Qianxue could not hold on any longer; she felt as if thousands of ants were biting inside her, or as if she were being consumed by roaring flames, causing her unbearable discomfort. She writhed in her burning body, her sobs gradually becoming hoarse.

Finally, with slightly open misty eyes, she stretched out her arm and finally removed the oversized T-shirt, revealing a pink bra and her creamy skin blushing with the fever...