A few minutes before half an hour, Lingda came to the lounge, twisting her waist, to call Xue Lier.
"Boss An is here." Lingda said, "Hurry, follow me."
Xue Li'er checked her makeup in the mirror and took a small silver bag in her hand before leaving.
"Hey, sister." Lingda glanced at the small bag in Xue Li'er's hand and said, "Your small bag is quite exquisite. Can I see it?"
Xue Li'er hid the bag behind her back and held it tightly: "No, it's full of personal stuff and I can't show it to you."
Lingda snorted, muttered something stingy, and stopped talking to Xue Lier. She held her head high, chest puffed out, and walked in front of Xue Lier with a twist of her waist.
When the two of them arrived at the door of box 202, Lingda put away her dissatisfaction, put on a smile and pushed open the door of 202.
"Boss An~" Lingda's sweet voice sounded in front of Xue Li'er, "The new little sister Jasmine I told you about a few days ago is here."
"Really? Come in, come in."
An Jinli's voice came from the private room. Tonight's An Jinli was very different from the one Xue Lier knew. His voice was greasy and lascivious.
"Come in quickly." Lingda turned and went out to push Xue Li'er, who was standing at the door with her head lowered, into the box. "Behave well."
"Boss An, have fun." Lingda retreated to the door and said before closing it, "If you need anything, feel free to contact me. Have fun."
There were only An Jinli and Xue Lier in the box.
As the door of the box closed, the room suddenly became quiet.
A few days ago, Lingda mentioned to An Jinli that she wanted a new girl, young and inexperienced.
Hearing this, the old pervert An Jinli was so excited that he wanted to be Xue Lier's first customer.
"Your name is Jasmine?" An Jinli was already a little drunk when he came, and looked at Xue Lier with blurry eyes. "Come, come, come here."
Xue Lier curled her lips and sat down next to An Jinli.
"How old are you?" An Jinli hugged Xue Li'er in his arms, and the smell of alcohol in his mouth sprayed on Xue Li'er's face.
"22 years old." Xue Li'er answered while trying to suppress her nausea.
"22 years old... 22 years old..." An Jinli's eyes were slightly blurred, and he kept repeating Xue Li'er's age. "What a good age... Back then, I met my wife at this age."
Everyone in the capital knew that An Jinli and Yang Mowan had a terrible relationship. For years, An Jinli hadn't lived with Yang Mowan and her son, but had been living with his mistress and her illegitimate son.
I didn't expect that he still misses his past friendship with Yang Mowan. It's ridiculous.
"Mr. An." Xue Li'er filled the empty glass in front of her and said, "Let me toast you."
An Jinli was brought back to reality by Xue Lier's initiative and grinned.
"Okay, okay. Let's have a drink."
"Cheers!" Xue Li'er drank the wine in her hand and looked straight at An Jinli. "Mr. An, I'm done."
An Jinli raised his neck, drank the wine in his hand, and threw the glass aside.
"What's going on?" An Jinli's eyes were bloodshot, and he squinted to see the double image in front of him clearly. "Why do I feel...I feel that you look...somewhat familiar..."
Xue Lier smiled slightly: "Mr. An, you're joking. Could it be that you always approached girls like this before?"
An Jinli was amused by Xue Li'er's words and patted her shoulder hard.
"You...are so naughty..."
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