Ronggui Square was a well-known pleasure hotel in Jin City, a fact known to all in the city.
"You're really..." Xia Yiwan was so angry she couldn't even speak. She slapped the card out of Xia Min's hand.
The card fell on the ground, making a crisp sound.
Xia Min glanced at the card on the ground and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "Wanwan, don't you want to see your grandma?"
"Aunt! How could you do this?" Xia Yiwan's voice was somewhat choked.
"You forced me to this, I had no other choice." Xia Min spread her hands and looked at Aunt Li next to her.
"Bring the outfit that Miss bought yesterday for our little Miss to wear."
"Then let old Li take her to the beauty salon for a makeover. When it gets dark, take her to Ronggui Square."
Upon hearing this, Xia Yiwan turned and ran.
But before she could get to the gate, someone knocked her out from behind.
As the neon lights were just coming on, a groggy Xia Yiwan was helped out of the beauty salon by someone, and then Li Gui bundled her into a car heading straight for Ronggui Square.
Looking at the endless traffic flow, Xia Yiwan wished she could be involved in a fatal crash, so she could join her grandfather and escape this humiliation.
But thinking about leaving her grandma to Xia Min, her back went cold immediately.
When the car arrived at the entrance of Ronggui Square, Li Gui sighed slightly, "Madam has already called Manager Liu. Manager Liu will be here soon, Miss just go in and wait."
Xia Yiwan stood still, "Uncle Li, can you lend me your phone? Just for a minute."
If she could contact Grandpa Zhixin, he would definitely come to rescue her.
"I'll give it to you when Manager Liu comes." Li Gui said.
Despair crossed Xia Yiwan's eyes as she stared at the towering skyscraper numbered 5201, and she wished she could jump from it.
5201,
One of the most famous and mysterious places in Jin City, and also a favorite place of the city's high society.
At the moment, in a spacious, luxurious VIP private room, three men were casually sitting, drinking and chatting.
The three men each had distinct demeanors, but all were equally striking, particularly the man in black sitting in the middle.
Under the dim yellow light, the perfectly chiseled features of the man seemed mysterious, but the chilly aura enveloping him made people shudder with fear.
"Brother, who pissed you off? Just let us know!" The sun-kissed young man dressed in a white shirt frowned and asked.
"Nothing much." Si Mo coldly adjusted his tie, grabbed a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.
"Tang Jin!"
The man in a purple silk shirt, his demeanor casual and his face alluring yet wicked, suddenly sat up and beckoned the handsome, sunny young man.
"What?" Tang Jin asked, leaning in closer.
Feng Lang pointed at Si Mo, excitement flickering in his eyes.
Tang Jin, out of boredom, looked over, then acted like he had been struck by lightning.
"Brother!" Tang Jin called out dazedly.
Si Mo glanced at him with a furrowed brow, gesturing for him to speak.
Tang Jin, still dazed, pointed at Si Mo's neck, "Brother, your...your neck..."
Was that dark mark a kiss mark?
Si Mo's hand went to his own neck, and only then did he understand why Tang Jin was reacting this way.
Last night, the impassioned Xia Yiwan had left several "strawberries" on him, one of which was on his neck.
Thinking about the wild yet sweet encounters with Xia Yiwan last night, Si Mo felt a wave of heat surge through his body and he couldn't help readjusting his tie again.