The man just stood there, saying nothing.
She looked down at the simple bathrobe wrapped around her body. It was fine that she had lost her handbag last night, but it meant that she had no money on her now to give to the man as payment. The only thing she had of value was a broken diamond bracelet on her left wrist.
Chen Ziyi had given this to her on her 18th birthday.
That day was the first time he had said that he wanted to marry her.
However, looking at it now, she realized that it had become meaningless.
"If I did something uncharacteristically...um...open last night, surely with your professional ethics, you wouldn't tell any of your other customers, right? Client confidentiality and all that? It's fine, you can keep my handbag, but since you've chased me all the way here, clearly that wasn't enough. Here, this bracelet's market price is more than six figures. No matter how expensive you are, it should cover the cost of a night with a prostitute, right?" She held the bracelet out toward him.
Although she couldn't recall whether she'd enjoyed the night or not, it seemed like it may have been a waste of money.
"Please, just take the thing and leave. Although I don't remember much, thank you for last night."
After all, it wasn't his fault that she was too drunk to remember what she'd paid for. She might as well be polite.
However...
The diamond bracelet stayed where it was, swaying in mid-air. The man put his hands in his pockets.
She stood there for a moment, puzzled. Finally, the man reached out one of his hands. She thought that he was finally going to take the prostitution money, which was a relief. However, he reached past the bracelet as if he hadn't seen it at all, grabbing her shoulder instead and pushing her back, hard.
The bed in the nurses' station was only half the size of a single bed, but Zuo Aiai was thin and small, so it was just the right size for her to lie on it.
He pressed her down into the mattress.
She struggled to kick her legs, but the man stood as firmly as a mountain, unmoving and looking down at her from above.
Her face flushed. Suddenly, she felt his hand gripping the belt of her loose bathrobe...
The bathrobe was designed to be easy to slip on and off. All somebody had to do was tug on the knot slightly, and the entire garment would fall off.
As she knew better than anyone, she wasn't wearing anything beneath it.
"Hey! What are you doing? I didn't ask you to continue serving me! Last night was enough, thank you! Now let me go, let me go!"
"Service?" The man carefully lifted up one end of her belt and pulled out the knot with maddening slowness, bit by bit...completely ignoring the expression on her face, panicked and on the verge of tears.
He smiled slightly. "Alright, since you want to use money to solve the problem, I don't object. How about this. My current official net worth is 1.08 billion. Since it's just one night, I'll give you a 50% discount and charge you 540 million. Moreover, I only accept cash payment, I don't accept installment credit cards. So, Miss Zuo...do you want to pay now or later?"
The belt was untied. She felt a chill, and when she responded, she couldn't help but shout.
"Liar! Don't think that I don't know your net worth. How could Binhai City have such an expensive duck without me knowing about it?"
The man smiled, amused. "Oh, so you know everyone's net worth in Binhai City?"
She blushed. "Don't you know who I am? Let me go or you'll pay!"
As she said this, she punched him in the chin.
She was surprised. She hadn't expected herself to punch this man in his handsome face.
"Woman, you are really brave," he said.
"The title of the number one socialite of Binhai City isn't given to just anyone. It would take more than the likes of you to scare me!"