Yechen politely shook hands, a slight smile playing on his lips.Soon, he signed the $1 billion contract.Most of the credit goes to Ruoyu.He vaguely remembered meticulously marking up the data, never e...She sings well, she looks good, she can pull off any outfit, and with so many men willing to pay her tips, not to mention two big spenders who fought each other in "Night Maze" over her.

Wow, such a reputation, "Night Charm" has been in business for so many years and no one has ever put out such a grand prize before.

Tong Yimò paused at the threshold of the tea room, glancing inside.

Five female servers were inside, one holding a cup of tea and chatting merrily behind the counter.

The four women saw her and shouted in unison, "Little Xie Jie, hello!"

Tong Yimo politely smiled in return and was just about to leave when the girl who had called her earlier rushed out, carrying a cup of ginger tea in her hand.

"Little Xie, you just finished singing, come, have a cup of ginger tea I made myself!" The girl held out the cup with both hands and handed it to Tong Yimo.

Another four women also chimed in with praise, saying, “Xiao Mei’s ginger tea is indeed delicious!”

"Yeah!"

"Little Xie, why don't you try some too!"

"Mmm, that's really good!"

"Thank you!" Tong Yimo smiled shyly, took the cup, found the water was not hot, so she took a direct sip. After finding the taste good, she even praised Xiaomei, "This ginger tea is delicious. Can you tell me the recipe"

"Of course, just chop the freshest and tenderest ginger into pieces, mix it with sesame seeds, and store it in a bottle. If you want to drink it, just scoop out a spoonful and put it in a cup with some honey and brown sugar and warm water." Xiaomei patiently explained as she continued to persuade Tong Yimo to finish all the ginger tea, "Drink it quickly! Once you're done, I can wash the cup."

"Good." Tong Yimo held the cup and finished the ginger tea in one gulp.

Xiao Mei took the empty cup from Tong Yimo's hand, turned around and returned to the tea room, beginning to tidy up.

Tong Yimo didn't talk to them anymore, but went to her own dressing room by herself.

Back in the lounge, just as she was about to change her clothes, she felt a heavy dizziness. She leaned against a chair and sat down, shaking her head. As she looked up, everything spun around her.

Unbeknownst to her, Tong Yimo's strength failed, and she fainted on the dressing table.

When she woke up again, Tong Yimo was awakened by the heat.

She wasn't feeling that the room was hot, but rather that her own body felt feverish.

My vision was filled with billowing white steam. My eyes felt as if they were being burned by fire, both hot and painful.

Tong Yimo pushed herself up and sat, taking in her surroundings. This wasn't her rest room, but rather a single-room suite similar to those found in a hotel.

"You're awake." a familiar male voice drifted into his ear.

Tong Yi Mo followed the sound and looked over, only to see a man with his back to her by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The man sat on the single sofa, holding a glass of red wine and crossing his legs.

There was a lamp beside the floor-to-ceiling window, but because it was backlight, Tong Yimo couldn't see the man's face clearly. However, judging from his figure, Tong Yimo felt that this man looked like Ji Shao—Ji Yunheng.

As soon as she thought this, the man spoke again, confirming her suspicions.

"Xiao Xie, come to bed with me!" Ji Yunheng drained the red wine from his highball glass and placed the empty glass on the round glass table beside him. He stood up from the single sofa.

Tong Yimo immediately threw back the blankets, wanting to get out of bed when she felt a dizzy head and a burning heat that made her legs weak, unable to even stand up.

You can't escape, because I gave you double the dose of that kind of drug. Even a chaste girl will become a wanton woman." Ji Yunheng slowly walked towards this side.

In the warm, amber light, his voice was especially long and drawn out.

Tong Yi Mo leaned against the headboard, a bead of sweat on her forehead slid down her hairline to her collarbone.

“I… I… my boss… won’t let you get away with this! I, I sell art, but not myself!” Tong Yimo tried to bargain for a sliver of "life."

Ji Yuheng, however, just smiled nonchalantly, loosening his tie and said to Tong Yimo with a meaningful tone: "Xiao Xie, I rewarded you so much money, for you, I even went to jail. So, let me sleep with you for one night, shouldn't it be"

Tong Yimò exerted all her strength, her body just jumping off the bed, but she fell to the floor beside it because her limbs were weak.

Ji Yunyao had already walked to her face, and slowly squatted down, reaching out his hand to pinch her chin.

"I told you, I doubled your dose. Don't you feel weak and powerless now" Ji Yunheng smirked.

Tong Yimo glared at Ji Yunheng with fury, her voice trembling as she spat, "You're even more despicable than I imagined!"

"So what if I'm despicable Would I resort to such underhanded tactics if you were by my side" Ji Yuncheng's grip tightened.

Tong Yimo only felt her jaw being painfully pinched by him.

"Your face is getting hotter and hotter, it seems like you're just as eager inside as you are out!" Ji Yuheng said, releasing her hand then suddenly effortlessly scooped Tong Yimo into his arms.

Tong Yimo was so frightened that her face turned half red and half purple, weakly resisting: "Ji Yunheng, you, you let go of me! If you dare to touch me, I'll bite my tongue and commit suicide!"

“Yo! So Miss Xie knows my name! It seems you're not completely dismissing me.” Ji Yunheng put Tong Yimo on the bed, propping himself up with one hand on the pillow beside her head and the other hand caressingly stroking her face under the white feather false-eyeglass, “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you for now. I'll wait for your medicine to fully take effect so that you come to me willingly!”

His hand was icy cold, sliding from beneath her white feathery false lashes down to her burning red lips, as if teasing the hidden flames.

Tong Yimo's thoughts gradually became chaotic, and her rationality was slowly losing.

She looked at Ji Yunheng's face, from clear to blurry.

“Xiao Xie, hurry up and say it, say you want me!” Ji Yuheng’s lips curled into a slight smirk, squeezing out a suggestive phrase.

Tong Yimo's eyes were hazy and unfocused, her lips moving but not a word came out.

Ji Yunheng saw that Tong Yi had a glimmer of her own consciousness left, so he didn't rush or slow down as he helped her adjust the waist sash on her Liu Xian skirt.

"Xiao Xie, you're truly the only woman who makes my heart flutter!" Ji Yunheng unbuckled Tong Yimo's waist sash and gently removed her outer robe. He then realized that her white undergarment was soaked with sweat. "Are you feeling hot"

Tong Yimo's eyes rolled slowly, unable to find a focus.

15411/41884173 smiles: "Well, he is indeed a very cultured man!" She fully agreed with this!Leng Yanchen not only had culture, but also gave girls a full sense of security. 。Anyway, staying by Leng Yanchen's side,...