Half a Son-in-Law

Aaron looked at the bidding board and wrote a number beneath Saira's photo. Then, he wrote a number twice as high beneath Zuri's photo.

The bald man raised an eyebrow at the amount. "That's the highest price I've ever encountered. Aren't you worried no one will bid? If no one does, wouldn't such a beauty go to waste?"

"Good goods don't fear a high price," Aaron replied confidently, raising his glass and downing the drink in one gulp.

An hour later, the attendees were signaled to leave the banquet hall. Saira, seeing everyone departing, was puzzled.

"Why is everyone leaving?" she asked, stopping a beautiful woman.

The woman smiled coyly. "We go back to our rooms first. We'll come out later."

Though Saira found it strange, she followed the crowd out of the banquet hall.

Two hostesses approached Zuri and Saira, smiling as they said, "Miss Lin, Miss Lin, please follow us."

The two followed the hostesses to the top-floor suites, walking down the corridor until they reached the door at the end.

One of the hostesses turned to Saira and said, "Miss Lin, this is your room. The night's excitement is just about to begin. Enjoy yourself."

Saira was confused, wondering if some special event was planned. She wanted to ask, but feared it would make her seem unsophisticated, so she pretended to understand and nodded.

The other hostess led Zuri to the neighboring suite. "Miss Lin, this is your room. Enjoy your evening."

Hearing the suggestive tone, Zuri's lips curled into a smirk.

Once inside, the door automatically closed behind her.

It was an exceptionally luxurious room with panoramic windows offering an unbeatable ocean view. The living room and bedroom were spacious, especially the bedroom, where a large bed stood out—a soft, sensuous waterbed.

They sure know how to cater to their guests.

After thoroughly checking the room to ensure there were no hidden cameras or listening devices, Zuri leisurely sat on the sofa, waiting.

About an hour later, the door opened, and a chubby middle-aged man walked in.

Seeing Zuri, the man's face lit up with a smile. "Miss Lin."

"Hello!" Zuri smiled and waved at the man.

The man was taken aback by her lack of surprise at his appearance. Could it be that she already knew the rules here?

If so, it might take some of the fun out of it.

He had paid a high price for this woman, hoping for something pure and fresh. If she turned out to be second-hand, he wouldn't be pleased.

Despite his suspicions, he didn't rush to complain to the host. He wanted to inspect the goods first. If she wasn't what he wanted, he could complain later.

Eyeing the beauty in front of him, the man licked his lips and said with a smile, "Miss Lin, you are truly beautiful."

"May I ask how I should address you?" Zuri asked with a smile.

The greasy middle-aged man chuckled, "My surname is Jia, you can call me Brother Jia."

Brother Jia?

Zuri almost gagged.

"Oh, so it's Mr. Jia. Pardon me for not recognizing you. May I ask how much you bid?" Zuri asked with a smile.

Mr. Jia was taken aback. "Miss Lin, you know everything, yet you're still willing?"

Ladies of your status, when they come here for the first time, usually make a huge fuss. It's rare to meet someone who can chat and laugh so casually.

"If I wasn't willing, would you use force?" Zuri asked casually, without any hint of accusation or displeasure in her tone.

Mr. Jia laughed heartily. "It seems I won't need this tonight."

He tossed aside a remote-like device he had been holding.

Curious, Zuri picked it up and asked, "What is this?"

"If you press this, something to enhance the mood will fill the bedroom. I thought it might come in handy tonight, but I guess it's not needed."

Mr. Jia's eyes glinted as he leered at Zuri. "Sweetheart, every moment of the night is worth a thousand gold. Let's begin!"

"Not so fast!" Zuri dodged as the middle-aged man lunged at her.

Mr. Jia, missing his target, wasn't angry. Instead, he seemed even more excited, his gaze fixed on Zuri like a hungry wolf eyeing tender prey.

Suppressing her disgust, Zuri calmly said, "Mr. Jia, could you do me a favor and call my father? I have something to give him. Once he's here, we can enjoy a beautiful night together."

"Can't you give it to him tomorrow? Sweetheart, let's not waste any more time," Mr. Jia said, already starting to undress.

Zuri shook her head, her voice soft and slightly plaintive. "Mr. Jia, can't you grant me this one little wish?"

Her tone and expression melted Mr. Jia instantly. How could he refuse?

"Alright, alright, my sweet. Don't be sad. I'll call him over right now."

As a valued client tonight, his request was naturally fulfilled.

Not long after his call, the door was knocked, and Aaron stood at the entrance.

Mr. Jia greeted him with a smile, letting him in before closing the door.

Seeing Mr. Jia in the room, Aaron recognized him as a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong.

Mr. Jia half-jokingly said, "Mr. Lin, I guess I'm half your son-in-law now."

Aaron's smile stiffened, but he didn't dare offend him, so he quickly changed the subject. "I wonder, Mr. Jia, what you need me here for?"

Mr. Jia chuckled. "It's not me who needs you, but your daughter. She said she has something that must be handed to you."

Aaron was puzzled.

Zuri stepped out of the bedroom, smiling at Aaron.

Aaron felt a chill run through him.

That smile filled him with unease, a bad feeling creeping over him.

"Zuri, you—"

"My dear father, the game is officially starting," Zuri said with a smile.

What does she mean?

Both Mr. Jia and Aaron looked at Zuri in confusion.

Before they could react, Zuri darted forward, striking them both on the neck, knocking them unconscious.

Five minutes later, Mr. Jia and Aaron were lying side by side on the sensuous waterbed.

Zuri looked down at them. "Enjoy your lovely evening."

She picked up the remote and pressed a button. Pink smoke began to drift from the vents, quickly filling the bedroom with a hazy mist.