The room is a standard couple's room with a glass bathroom, a large round bed with beautiful rose petals scattered on it, and blue ambient lighting that sets off the whole room in a very stylish way.
Su Ran took a shower and sat on the sofa. After waiting for a while, Bai Bing changed Liu Piaopiao into pajamas and swiped her card to come in. Without taking off her high heels, she swayed her graceful figure and stepped on the floor with her high heels. She walked to Su Ran, put on a smile, and said, "I thought you took a shower."
Su Ran looked up and down at this perfect body, which was fully displayed under the dress. Finally, his eyes fell on Bai Bing's pretty face. Su Ran smiled and said, "Boss Bai, the Southeast Asian executive of Shumin Group, what are you trying to do by messing up the room like this?"
"The atmosphere is pretty good, isn't it?" She poured two glasses of red wine, handed one to Su Ran, clinked them together, then sat back on the bed, crossed her legs, and took a sip of the wine. She placed the glass on her thigh, shook it, and called out, "Su Ran..."
"What's wrong?"
"What do you think of me?" She looked into Su Ran's eyes with her beautiful eyes, wanting to get Su Ran's most honest evaluation of her. "You know, Aunt Luo raised me and my eleven sisters. She treated us very well. We did whatever she said. She gave us to you, and we are yours from now on. They all want to know what you think of us and what kind of women you think we are."
Aunt Luo's gift is too heavy. Twelve golden hairpins, twelve women, and twelve mouths. The living expenses are very high. Fortunately, Su Ran is a rich man in the system, otherwise he really can't support these twelve people.
"I'd like to hear your evaluation of yourselves?"
"We... well..." Bai Bing raised her tall glass and looked at the romantic burgundy wine under the ambient light. After thinking for a while, she said what she thought in her heart. After all, Su Ran was not an outsider, but the man he thought of her as. "We were raised by Aunt Luo since we were young. In the beginning, there were more than twelve of us. Only through continuous efforts and paying more than others could we finally be shortlisted as these twelve and become Aunt Luo's goddaughters. Of course, I think Aunt Luo is right. After all, she is choosing a business successor, and only outstanding talents will do. I graduated from Cambridge University. Before graduation, I only studied. In the two years since graduation, I have only had my career and I will be responsible for my Southeast Asian business. If I don't do well, I will disappoint Aunt Luo's expectations, so..."
She turned around and smiled at Su Ran: "I have never had a boyfriend. I am a virgin."
Su Ran: "All that talk, isn't it just for the last two words?"
Bai Bing: "Well, just for the last two words, so you can rest assured, my life is very simple, I am not the kind of woman with a messy private life, not only me, but also the eleven of them, so are you happy?"
Su Ran: "From a man's perspective, I'm really happy that you're all pure and innocent, but... to be honest, without any hypocrisy, although I've only met you, I've heard of you Twelve Golden Hairpins. I respect you very much, and you can tell your eleven good sisters that I won't look down on you. Don't be afraid of me. As for you being responsible for my private life, you can tell me responsibly that I'm not a playboy. I have a regular schedule and go to bed on time, but I don't sleep around everywhere, and I don't sleep with random women. So I really don't need the twelve of you to be responsible for my private life all around the clock. I'm a celibate person."
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"Hahaha..." Bai Bing laughed when she heard Su Ran say he was abstinent. "Abstinence is good, abstinence is second to none. You're abstinent, you've been abstinent for five or six girlfriends so far, you're really abstinent. I heard you often take Yin Ren and the others out to sea on a yacht, and you've slept in your big bed several times, right? And you're still pretending to be abstinent, tsk."
Su Ran laughed awkwardly, "But I only have these few girlfriends. I really don't mess around outside. I don't want the twelve of you to be in charge of my private life. It's really disgusting. It feels like... uh... Aunt Luo gave me 12 women to play with. I don't like this feeling."
Bai Bing nodded, it was indeed a gift to him, "So you don't like us and despise us?"
Su Ran: "No, no, of course I like beautiful women. There is no man who doesn't like beautiful women. It's just that I don't want to disappoint you. After all, there is no point in rushing into a fire. You have your own life and future. You can pursue the life you like and the person you like. I am not your future."
Bai Bing tilted her head, watching Su Ran speak these words, but her heart trembled. This man really has no ambition? If Aunt Luo said to give the Twelve Golden Hairpins to Wei Lin, I guess that mean man would wake up laughing and rush to return the Twelve Golden Hairpins to serve him that night.
However, Su Ran in front of him does have desires, as everyone has desires. He may have that kind of idea in his heart, but his style of dealing with things is to compromise with the word "love". He doesn't want to make his private life a mess, nor does he want to play with women. Uh... he is a person who is sincere and will only act physically after there is love between them.
He doesn't like just doing it without loving it.
"You are right. With your words, I know that you are a man of affection and righteousness. I feel relieved."
She stood up and walked to Su Ran, then turned around, facing away from Su Ran, and said, "Help me zip up. I'm going to take a shower. You can help me with this."
"Oh." Su Ran stood up and carefully unzipped her dress little by little, revealing her perfect back.
"Thank you." She walked into the glass bathroom under Su Ran's gaze. "Would you like to shower together?"
"No."
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