He Nan wiped the sweat from his brow, awkwardly laughing as he placed a hand on Mr. He's shoulder. "Mr. He, I heard before coming here that the Monarch Hotel has a stunning beauty who's quite close to you. Well? Aren't you going to introduce her to us tonight?"
"Ah, I almost forgot!" Mr. He immediately seized the opportunity to change the subject, not daring to look at Huo Yan again. "I'll call her over right away. Mr. Huo, please wait a moment. She'll be here soon!"
He hurriedly made a call. "Manager, where's Meiling? Why hasn't she arrived yet?"
With this commotion, the atmosphere in the private room livened up again, but no one dared to approach Huo Yan.
He Nan and Zhang Yuanzhi exchanged a glance, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes, feeling as though they had narrowly escaped death.
Not long after, the door to the private room opened, and a row of women with stunning figures and seductive outfits walked in with alluring grace.
"Here they are, the beauties have arrived! Mr. He, no need to rush." The leader of the group, dressed in a flamboyant manner, playfully scolded Mr. He before winking at the room. "Gentlemen, you should make money, but don't overwork yourselves. It's time to relax and enjoy."
The women quickly dispersed, using all their charms to please the VIP guests in the room.
Only Huo Yan remained alone, his intimidating aura keeping everyone at bay.
He had no interest in the women before him. His long fingers idly played with a deck of cards, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the smoke curling around his cold, sharp features.
The last woman to enter wore a veil over her face. She walked onto the stage, her figure flawless, her every movement exuding sensuality.
The stage lights dimmed.
As the music began, the lights brightened again, illuminating the woman. Her fair skin seemed to glow, drawing gasps of admiration from the men.
"Mr. Huo, this is Meiling. She's an absolute stunner." Mr. He chuckled obsequiously, his chubby face creased with a smile, his eyes squinting in a comical manner.
Following the rhythm of the music, the woman on stage began to move, each simple gesture igniting a fire in the audience.
This "Meiling" was indeed a captivating beauty.
Her figure was voluptuous, her movements graceful. Even the most provocative poses were executed with natural elegance, showcasing her assets perfectly.
Huo Yan watched the woman on stage. Even with just a glance, he could instantly recognize her.
Jiang Wanqing!
He was certain!
Having learned dance from a young age, Wanqing had a solid foundation. This sultry, provocative dance was infused with a completely different style by her, yet it made the audience even more enthralled.
Soon, Jiang Wanqing became the center of attention.
Huo Yan, who had just regained his composure, darkened once more. He slammed the cards onto the table. "Everyone, out! That woman, come here!"
The women in the room froze, looking at Huo Yan in terror.
"No need."
Jiang Wanqing lifted her veil, her radiant face wearing a disdainful smile.
Having just finished dancing, the straps of her dress slipped slightly, revealing her snow-white shoulders, causing the men to inhale sharply.
But they quickly recognized her—she was Huo Yan's ex-wife, the heiress of the Jiang Group, Jiang Wanqing!
He Nan and Zhang Yuanzhi felt their scalps tingle, never expecting Jiang Wanqing to appear here.
And she had performed such a seductive dance in front of so many VIPs. Wasn't this a direct slap to Huo Yan's face?
They didn't dare to look at Huo Yan's expression anymore.
Seeing that her goal was nearly achieved, Jiang Wanqing began to move to the rhythm of the music again, slowly lifting her skirt, teasing inch by inch.
Huo Yan abruptly stood up, strode over, and yanked her off the stage. His eyes were darker than ever. "Have you lost your mind!?"
Veins bulged on his forehead as he gripped Wanqing tightly. "Even if the Jiang Group is bankrupt, you don't have to sell yourself like this! Jiang Wanqing, who are you trying to humiliate?"
Wanqing sneered, "Isn't this what you wanted to see, Mr. Huo? I'm just fulfilling your wishes."
With that, she shook off Huo Yan's hand and returned to the stage.
"I'm watching you right here. Dare to dance again, and you'll regret it." Huo Yan's aura turned icy, his sharp gaze fixed on Wanqing.
At this moment, the person in charge of the music finally reacted. The music stopped, and the room fell into a suffocating silence.
"She… she's not Meiling!" someone exclaimed.
Several of the VIPs were trembling, unsure why the night had taken such a turn.
Who could tell them why the heiress of the Jiang Group would come here to dance for them and directly confront Huo Yan? Wasn't this asking for trouble?
Meanwhile, the real Meiling was finally found. She burst into the room with several bodyguards, pointing at Jiang Wanqing and crying out, "Madam, it's this woman! She locked me in the restroom, preventing me from coming to see Mr. He!"
The madam was furious, calling for security to apprehend Jiang Wanqing.
Wanqing stood on the stage. Despite her revealing outfit, her noble aura was unmistakable.
Her cold expression only made her more breathtakingly beautiful. "Indeed, I'm not Meiling. I am the wife of Huo Yan, CEO of the Huo Corporation. Though that's in the past. Tonight, I'm divorcing him!"
"Huo Yan, listen carefully. I'm divorcing you, not the other way around!"
Even if she had to divorce, she wouldn't let Huo Yan win again.
The pain and torment he had inflicted on her, she would return it all!
This was her.
The sole heiress of the Jiang Group!
Zhang Yuanzhi was so startled he nearly dropped his glass. "Mr. Huo is being divorced!?"
"Shut up, you idiot!" He Nan quickly elbowed him.
Huo Yan narrowed his eyes, his voice icy. "Do you even know what you're saying?"
"Of course, I do."
Jiang Wanqing wasn't afraid of his anger. She took out the documents she had prepared earlier and flung them in his face. "Huo Yan, thank you for driving me to the edge. I have nothing left to fear from you because I've already lost everything—all thanks to you!"
Seeing his increasingly grim expression, Wanqing felt a surge of satisfaction.
"This is what I've wanted to do most in the past three years. Huo Yan, from now on, I have nothing to do with you! We'll go our separate ways, and my affairs are no longer any of your business!"
As the documents fell to the ground, Wanqing's clear, cold voice echoed through the room.
"From now on, your life and death have nothing to do with me! Huo Yan, I wish you a happy marriage and a house full of children—but none of them will be yours!"
Someone gasped, and the sound of bottles falling to the ground echoed through the room.
The VIPs in the room wished they could disappear on the spot. Why did such a dramatic scene have to involve them?
They didn't dare to pry into Huo Yan's private affairs!
"Jiang Wanqing, what's the point of saying all this?"
Huo Yan coldly stared at her. "Do you believe that with just one word from me, you, Jiang Wanqing, could vanish completely?"
"I believe it. How could I not?" Wanqing laughed mockingly. "But so what? Do you think I still care about your methods now?"
With that, she walked past Huo Yan.
Seeing everyone in the room looking at her as if she were a ghost, Wanqing smiled gracefully. "My apologies, everyone, for ruining your evening. I'll take my leave now."
As she walked away without looking back, the people in the room remained stunned for a long time.