After finishing her words, the seductive woman left, and Wang Jie was bewildered as a woman dragged him onto a massage sofa.
As he looked at the woman pulling him along, Wang Jie panicked. This couldn't possibly be a brothel.
How could he, Wang Jie, ever do such a thing? It was utterly vulgar and practically criminal.
With that thought, Wang Jie hurriedly pushed away the lady in the low-cut dress in front of him. However, the girl, seeing Wang Jie's reluctance, couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth. She then moved to the door, blocking his way.
"Hey, boss, where do you think you're going?"
"We'll start by washing your feet, then give you a massage."
Hearing this, Wang Jie chuckled.
"Actually, I don't have that many requirements, and I don't want any special services. You don't offer those here, do you?"
After saying this, the lady in the low-cut dress stood there, completely stunned, mouth agape, looking utterly confused, not knowing what Wang Jie was talking about.
