Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 183 - 132. ¥30,000 to buy my life?_4

The gaze was calm, "Compared to your senior brother, am I more important?"

Nan Wan’s answer was almost instantaneous, "Of course."

As soon as she spoke, her wrist was firmly grasped, and with a pull and a tug, her body lost balance, falling entirely into the man’s embrace.

A faint scent of tobacco mingled with a hint of cool mint wafted into her nose.

The man’s movements were not gentle but carried a wild roughness. Strangely, Nan Wan did not find it repulsive.

A potent allure of hormones.

Mu Jin Huan gripped the woman’s waist with one hand, and lifted her chin with the other, his gaze deep and his voice as low and pleasant as ever, "Won’t you reconsider?"

With such a gesture, Nan Wan had no choice but to meet his gaze. His warm breath brushed against her skin, seemingly permeating her pores, and her nostrils were filled with his scent.

A slight smile curled on her lips, "If I reconsider, what I say might not be the same as before."

The warning in the man’s eyes was unmistakable, "Planning to trick me again?"

His movements were slow and deliberate, causing a shiver. Nan Wan pulled away from the hand on her chin and looked around, "As for what I say, whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Mu Jin Huan’s eyes were profoundly deep, "As long as you say it, I’ll believe it."

Nan Wan’s heart hesitated, some uncontrollable emotions seeped out, and she changed the topic, "I heard there’s a little wild cat in Qing City waiting for you, can you take me to see it?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of warmth gradually arose in Mu Jin Huan’s deep, calm eyes, and his handsome face bore a faint smile.

His thin lips bit her chin, the force exquisitely controlled, his voice hoarse, "Is Mrs. Mu very interested?"

Nan Wan’s breath caught, a rosy hue rising on her fair skin, and her voice softened, "Not particularly, it’s fine to see, but also fine not to."

The next second, her lips were pried open, and her body was pressed backwards, yet for every inch she retreated, he advanced slightly more.

Under the warm yellow light, their shadows overlapped, the heat of their breath rising, the atmosphere gradually fermenting.

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Charming Night Bar.

Bai Ruoshu changed into a red ultra-short skirt, let down her ponytail, and began to apply makeup in front of the mirror.

That pure face gradually became something even she couldn’t recognize.

A voice urging her sounded in her ear, "Ruobai, hurry up, the client who requested you is already urging."

Ruobai, that’s her name here.

The person who requested her is Tang Chengmo, the sole heir of Tang Group.

For a week, she sold drinks here for three evenings each week, and he was there every night.

Putting away the lipstick, she pulled up the extremely low neckline of the dress slightly, "Coming."

Bai Ruoshu pushed open the door of the private room, the smell of alcohol and smoke hit her nose, very unpleasant, but she still had to put on her best smile.

However, upon seeing the person sitting in the corner, the curve of her lips seemed to freeze.

Despite him not looking at her.

A few seconds later, she shifted her gaze, walked to the table, her face breaking into a smile again, "Mr. Tang, here’s the wine you ordered."

Tang Chengmo cast a glance at the man in the corner, his thin lips curled into a wicked smile, and he nodded towards the bottles, "Open them all."

There were two bottles of wine in total, though not the most expensive in the bar, once opened, Bai Ruoshu could earn five hundred for each.

No place brought money faster than here, nor could reveal human nature more starkly than here.

She opened the bottles, added ice to the glasses, and poured the amber liquid inside.

After finishing this, she gently asked, "Anything else you need, Mr. Tang?"

Tang Chengmo picked up the glass of wine, lazily leaning back on the sofa, carelessly swirling the glass as his gaze moved from her round ankles upward.

Sleek long legs, slender waist, delicate collarbones, finally landing on those red lips.

He asked slowly, "In dire need of money?"

The gaze was so blatant, Bai Ruoshu felt that the thin dress on her body had seemingly vanished. Her hand hanging by her side clenched tightly, but her smile remained unchanged, "If I weren’t in need of money, it can’t possibly be for interest, can it?"

Tang Chengmo seemed pleased with her answer, laughed heartily a few times, and then drank the drink in one gulp.

He took a card from his wallet and tossed it on the table, his tone as lazy and wicked as his gaze, "There’s thirty thousand yuan on this card, drink these two bottles and the money is yours."

The young gentlemen around started to jeer, whistles and mocking laughter never ceased, some even clapped, except for that quiet man in the corner.

A bottle of vodka and a bottle of tequila, both among the world’s top ten strongest spirits.

Forget two bottles, just one would send her straight to her parents.

Bai Ruoshu still smiled, "Is thirty thousand yuan worth my life, Mr. Tang? That’s a bit too stingy."

"True," Tang Chengmo raised an eyebrow, changed his mind lightly, "Then make it for the dress you’re wearing."

At these words, those malicious gazes turned even more lewd, and the accompanying voices grew louder.

It seemed like everyone was waiting for her to strip.

Watching her smile on that pretty face gradually stiffen, Tang Chengmo curled his lips, "What, unwilling?"

Bai Ruoshu’s hand by her side clenched tighter and tighter, even in a warm private room, she felt like she had fallen into a lake, the cold seeped into her bones.

Previously, he had never made things difficult for her.

Seeing the woman standing in the center of the private room not moving for a long time, Tang Chengmo lowered his crossed legs.

Getting up, he walked to her, his fingers teasing those slender straps, speaking slowly, "Since you’re selling yourself, pride and dignity can’t be exchanged for money, you have to put them all away, look at the girls here, aren’t they all more sensible than you, hmm?"