The hotel rooms were furnished with luxurious and exquisite carpets that were soft and comfortable to walk on.
When Hua Ci lowered her eyes, she saw the girl's bare feet. Her small, bare feet were delicate and exquisite, with rounded toenails painted with red nail polish.
The alluring red nail polish exuded a seductive charm, making her feet appear even whiter than snow.
Knowing full well that she shouldn't look too much, as it would be impolite, Hua Ci couldn't help but glance at the girl's feet a few more times.
Everyone has something beautiful about them; some people have beautiful hands, and some people have supermodel-like long legs.
The beautiful girl was perfectly proportioned in every way, but her fair little feet were exceptionally beautiful, like a work of art meticulously sculpted by an artist.
Fu Sang, unaware of his scrutiny, gestured to the sofa and said, "Please sit down."
Hua Ci withdrew her gaze and walked to the sofa to sit down.
This presidential suite is luxuriously decorated, and even popular celebrities may not be able to afford to stay here or come here.
Fu Sang walked into the bathroom, picked up a towel and wrapped it around his cold body. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.
Actually, she was a little uneasy.
If I ask him to be my sugar daddy, will he agree? Will he get angry and just walk away?
[Host, don't worry, my little darling will definitely agree.]
"..."
Fu Sang was somewhat skeptical and said, "How can you be so sure?"
Anyone would feel humiliated to be kept by someone, let alone a celebrity like Hua Ci.
Hearing this, she even suspected that her little darling would start cursing at her.
[Oh dear, host, you trust the system's detection now? Hurry up and get out of here, don't keep your little darling waiting.]
Fu Sang secretly cheered himself on, "Go, Little Sang Sang!"
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Hua Ci, who looked like a handsome young man, sitting on the sofa. His beautiful profile made people want to swallow hard.
This person's looks are absolutely stunning.
No wonder she was pulled aside to block out big stars when she was walking down the street.
“That…” Fu Sang said.
Hua Ci turned her head upon hearing the girl's voice and looked at her with a detached expression.
Fu Sang clutched the white bath towel wrapped around his body and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"
Hua Ci was slightly taken aback, then said in a calm tone, "No need."
Fu Sang was surprised to be rejected, and became even more nervous.
Ugh, why do I feel so scared of my little darling?
Moreover, after he finished speaking, his gaze didn't linger on her for even a second longer before he turned back and continued sitting there expressionless.
Fu Sang had no choice but to pour two glasses of water and walk to the sofa, placing the glass on the coffee table.
Then, she walked over to the small sofa next to her and sat down.
"Flower Farewell".
Hua Ci raised his dark eyes and looked at her with a calm expression.
"Mr. Yan, what brings you here?"
Fu Sang felt a bit strange being addressed as "President Yan" so formally, and there was no respect in his tone.
"My name is Yan Sang, you can call me Sang Sang."
Hua Ci's long, raven-feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, and her thin, beautiful lips pursed slightly as she said, "I am not friends with President Yan, so it is inappropriate to address him like that."
"..."
Fu Sang felt very tired. What a cold and indifferent little darling.
She picked up the documents that were lying to the side, opened them, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of him.
Hua Ci glanced around a few times, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her gaze became deep, revealing a strong sense of displeasure.
The document details how he was discovered by a talent scout, stood out from the trainees, and was packaged by the company to become a popular celebrity.
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