No wonder the wealthy live in such luxury, even their bathrooms are so opulent.
Dong Enyu turned off the faucet and stood in front of the mirror, tidying her hair, but her thoughts drifted away.
Qi Ge wanted her to take over three Night Clubs, and they were all fully operational, not like the kind Han Ge gave her, which were bars ready to close down.
If she took them on, she would be valued more.
To climb higher, she needed to secure her footing.
Just running goods with Luo Ye wouldn’t get her in touch with the Wutang Boss.
Only by rising in rank could she have a greater chance to collaborate with the higher-ups…
Click!—Dong Enyu turned the door lock, and a strong force suddenly pushed her back into the bathroom.
Click!—The door was locked.
“Zhao Han?
What are you doing?”
Dong Enyu held onto the sink, puzzled as she looked at Zhao Han.
Zhao Han, in a dark purple evening gown, looked very elegant, enhancing her already graceful demeanor.
But the gaze beneath her glasses was so cold it sent a chill down Dong Enyu’s spine.
She knew Zhao Han had something to say.
The Plum Blossom Fragrance on her grew stronger as her fair arm reached out, unceremoniously pinching Dong Enyu’s cheek.
The two were very close, and Dong Enyu also reached out to hold her wrist, signaling her not to mess around.
“What did he say to you?”
Zhao Han looked down at Dong Enyu, demanding the truth.
“Qi Ge values me a lot and wants me to take over as manager of three Night Clubs,” Dong Enyu admitted.
Even if she wanted to lie, Zhao Han’s connections with those big shots would soon uncover the truth, so Dong Enyu was honest, hoping to avoid more trouble.
“You accepted?”
Zhao Han raised an eyebrow, seemingly a bit surprised.
“Of course, it’s a great opportunity to solidify my position,” a good chance to establish herself in Wutang.
Dong Enyu brushed off Zhao Han’s hand.
She didn’t think there was anything wrong with her decision.
Just as she was about to leave, Zhao Han pulled her back by the arm, wrapping an arm around her waist and pinching her chin from behind.
Their faces were close, bodies pressed tightly together, and they could clearly hear each other’s breathing.
Dong Enyu could even hear Zhao Han’s heartbeat.
“Despicable woman,” Zhao Han accused Dong Enyu harshly, without any emotion.
Dong Enyu just laughed.
Despicable?
She was just using any means necessary to achieve her goals.
“I just want better treatment, so I’m actively pursuing it,” she said, covering Zhao Han’s arm around her waist.
Those fair hands were cold, just like the icy feeling Zhao Han gave off, exuding a pressure devoid of warmth.
“Do you think you can climb up by flaunting yourself in bed?”
Clearly, Zhao Han assumed Dong Enyu had seduced Qi Ge.
In this world, unless a woman had a background, it was hard to stand out.
To gain trust or exposure, one had to rely on skills.
A vixen like Dong Enyu, who was always seducing people, must have used her body to gain opportunities.
Dong Enyu knew Zhao Han had misunderstood, but she couldn’t be bothered to explain or correct her.
Zhao Han wouldn’t understand…
“It’s my choice,” she shrugged, speaking lightly.
Whether misunderstood or insulted, she didn’t care.
Zhao Han snorted coldly at her words, leaning close to Dong Enyu’s ear, her warm breath brushing against it.
“You’ve been abandoned once, aren’t you afraid of failing again?”
Her tone carried a hint of amusement, making Dong Enyu lower her eyes slightly.
Abandoned?
Was she referring to Yong Le?
Yong Le and Han Ge treated her like a plaything, yes, she had stumbled, but it wasn’t in vain.
“Thanks for your concern,” Dong Enyu pulled away from Zhao Han’s hand and walked out of the bathroom with her head held high.
Her face showed no signs of disturbance, and she smiled lightly, as if nothing had happened.
The wounds from her falls would heal again.
She didn’t mind falling a few more times.
This way, she could remind herself that she was an undercover agent, not seriously playing a love game.
If it weren’t for Yong Le’s promotion, she wouldn’t have gotten so familiar with Han Ge and Qi Ge so quickly.
If she had truly fallen hard, it was in the pit that was Zhao Han, a troublesome person with no use but to obstruct her at every turn.
During the rest of the banquet, Zhao Han didn’t speak to her again, only glaring at her coldly, which annoyed Dong Enyu.
Until the event ended, Dong Enyu couldn’t wait to leave.
She grabbed Luo Ye’s arm and left in a hurry.
Once she sat in the passenger seat, she asked Luo Ye to drive home immediately.
…Despicable woman.
Outside the car window, neon lights flashed by.
Dong Enyu looked at her reflection in the glass.
The heavily made-up face was her armor.
She sniffed and turned down the air conditioning.
Lost in thought, she couldn’t help but recall Zhao Han’s words, like a spell circling in her mind.
At the same time, she glanced at Luo Ye in the driver’s seat through the window.
Still the same.
Silent.
“Qi Ge wants me to take over three places,” Dong Enyu hesitated for a moment but decided to speak up.
She was a bit anxious, wondering what Luo Ye would think.
She knew Luo Ye was Qi Ge’s trusted subordinate, yet she was running goods instead of managing places.
It felt a bit unfair.
“What do you think?”
…She wanted to hear Luo Ye’s opinion.
After asking, Dong Enyu felt quite foolish.
Even if Luo Ye said “no,” it wouldn’t shake her decision to take over the places.
“I will take it,” seeing Luo Ye remain silent, Dong Enyu stated her position first.
She said she would take it.
To solidify her position.
“Do you think I’m a power-hungry woman?”
Dong Enyu asked suddenly, without any particular reason.
Because Zhao Han called her lowly, she wanted to ask Luo Ye what she thought…
“Hmm.”
Luo Ye replied with a nonchalant affirmation.
Dong Enyu’s heart twinged slightly, and she forced a bitter smile.
Luo Ye didn’t have to respond to her.
By the time they got home, it was already past two in the morning.
From the moment they got out of the car to when they entered the elevator, Luo Ye was inexplicably pulling at Dong Enyu.
She resisted, pushing Luo Ye away, but Luo Ye forcefully kissed her neck.
Every time Luo Ye’s sharp teeth grazed her skin, Dong Enyu felt a jolt of electricity, making her body tingle and go numb.
After several attempts to resist, Dong Enyu broke free from Luo Ye and took out her keys from her bag.
“Enough, let me open the door first…”
Her hand shook, and the keys fell to the ground.
Dong Enyu glared helplessly at Luo Ye, who was clinging to her from behind.
Luo Ye picked up the keys and skillfully opened the door.
As soon as the door swung open, Luo Ye pushed Dong Enyu into the house with such force that she lost her balance and fell to the floor.
Luo Ye slammed the door shut and leaned over Dong Enyu, using her hands to tear the dress from the chest down to the navel with a ripping sound.
This reminded her of the time at Star Diamond when Luo Ye had also torn her sweater so roughly…
“What are you doing!
How am I supposed to return this dress now!”
Dong Enyu angrily tried to pull the dress back together, realizing she would have to buy it now.
Luo Ye ignored her, pinning Dong Enyu’s hands above her head with one hand and kissing and biting her exposed chest.
Her actions weren’t flirtatious but rather a strong display of possession.
Luo Ye bit into the dark skin, leaving a circle of teeth marks, prominent and enticing.
Dong Enyu couldn’t understand what was going on or what she had done to offend her, but she couldn’t tolerate Luo Ye’s domineering behavior.
The resistance from deep within made Dong Enyu feel sick.
“No!
I don’t want to do this!
I don’t want to!”
Dong Enyu struggled hard, trying to kick Luo Ye, but Luo Ye pinned her down first.
The two of them were entangled like wrestlers, fighting each other.
Dong Enyu’s physique wasn’t as strong as Luo Ye’s, and she was quickly subdued.
She lay on the floor, panting heavily, her dress already in tatters hanging off her body.
“Why did you take the job?”
Luo Ye asked, pressing against her lips, questioning why she took the gig.
Dong Enyu frowned.
Was everyone against her doing well?
“I don’t want to just be a hostess.
I want a higher position,” she said, looking directly at Luo Ye, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion.
A higher position, ideally high enough to reach Wutang Boss’s level.
Luo Ye tossed aside her cap, revealing her calm, flawless emerald eyes.
Dong Enyu was deeply captivated by those mesmerizing eyes, but at the same time, Luo Ye lifted her legs onto her shoulders.
Dong Enyu was startled by the bold and embarrassing position, feeling extremely flustered.
No matter how she tried to push Luo Ye away, it was useless.
Luo Ye pulled off her panties and buried her head between Dong Enyu’s legs.
Suddenly, Dong Enyu’s lower abdomen tightened, and she squinted her eyes.
Her entire lower body was lifted, her legs weakly resting on Luo Ye’s shoulders, her hands covering her face to hide her expression of ecstasy, not wanting to see Luo Ye’s actions or let her see her losing control.
The wet tongue moved skillfully, in and out, almost making Dong Enyu moan with satisfaction.
She was immersed in pleasure, hating the overwhelming sensations that kept coming, hot and breathless, the position pressing her to the point of suffocation.
“No…
don’t…
ah…
Luo Ye…
Luo Ye…”
Dong Enyu’s eyes were red, hearing the clear sounds of kissing in her ears, the wet noises creating an ambiguous and bold atmosphere.
Apart from Dong Enyu being completely naked, Luo Ye was still fully dressed.
She took Dong Enyu right there in the hallway, mercilessly leaving her on the hard, cold tile floor, taking her in such an embarrassing position.
“Ah!
No!
Almost…
ah!”
Her toes curled, and in an instant, all the pleasure concentrated in one point.
Dong Enyu bit her lower lip, reaching climax, her body trembling a few times before going limp, her legs still hanging on Luo Ye’s shoulders.
Luo Ye held Dong Enyu’s hips, moving back to gently lay her weakened body down.
When Dong Enyu opened her eyes to look at Luo Ye, she saw her licking her lips, as if savoring some delicious treat.
What should have been a teasing scene now seemed dangerous in Dong Enyu’s eyes.
She had to escape!
She tried to flee with all her might, but she had no strength below her waist, so she could only half-crawl, half-drag herself towards the bedroom.
Luo Ye began to undress, her movements unhurried, her eyes fixed on Dong Enyu’s panicked crawling.
She stripped off all her clothes, calmly walking to Dong Enyu’s side, grabbing her legs and dragging her back to the center of the living room.
Dong Enyu, naked, wanted to scream, an inexplicable fear gripping her heart.
At this moment, Luo Ye spread her legs, squeezing her body between Dong Enyu’s, their skin touching, the heat rising.
“Let’s go to the room…
mm!”
Dong Enyu’s words were cut off as Luo Ye silenced her with a kiss.
Their tongues intertwined, the rough kiss breaking Dong Enyu’s lips, the saliva mixed with the taste of blood.
…Wolf.
As Dong Enyu was about to be kissed to the point of suffocation, she realized Luo Ye was like a wolf, her silent emerald eyes deep and dark, like a beast lurking in the shadows.
She didn’t make a sound, but her gaze alone could intimidate her prey, and Dong Enyu was her prey, now caught in her claws, ready to be devoured by Luo Ye at any moment.
“If you want to climb higher,” Luo Ye released Dong Enyu’s lips, stained with dark red blood, making her look more dangerous than usual, “then cooperate.”
Dong Enyu was stunned.
Cooperate?
To climb higher, she had to cooperate with Luo Ye?
After a moment, Dong Enyu stopped struggling, lowering her eyes, willingly wrapping her arms around Luo Ye’s back.
At that moment, Dong Enyu really wanted to ask, what exactly was the relationship between the two of them?
