"Are you serious?" Yu Lingze asked incredulously.
Pei Jin nodded with a cold, stern face and repeated, "Summon ten women for me."
Yu Lingze quickly stood up, raised her hand to touch his forehead, and exclaimed in surprise, "You don't have a fever?"
"Yu Lingze!" Pei Jin slapped Yu Lingze's hand away, repeated himself expressionlessly, and made his requirements: "She must have beautiful eyes, a small face, fair skin, and long hair."
Having made the request, this was for real. Yu Lingze's eyes gleamed with even more interest. He snapped his fingers, and the music in the private room immediately went off.
"Mr. Yu, is there anything you need me to do?" The manager immediately stepped forward and bowed.
"Call ten women up here," Yu Lingze repeated Pei Jin's request.
The manager immediately understood.
Three minutes later, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a dozen or so beautiful women walked in one by one.
Yu Ling slowly pulled off his black tie and placed it on the table. His fingers, gleaming with a white jade-like luster, pinched the gold-rimmed glasses and put them on.
She slightly raised her delicate chin, gesturing to Pei Jin. Her fox-like eyes, which bore a striking resemblance to Yu Qiao's, looked at him with curiosity: "Pei Jin, you choose."
This is Yu Lingze's property. The women who come here are all carefully selected top-quality women, guaranteed to be clean, and the pay is ridiculously high. As a result, beautiful women have been coming one after another to work as prostitutes.
As for the tricks of play, they have countless methods; there's nothing they can't do.
Of course, there are also all sorts of men for the wealthy wives and heiresses to choose from!
As long as you have money, anything can be delivered to you.
Pei Jin sat upright with his back straight. He glanced around casually, then his long, dark eyes fixed intently on Yu Lingze: "Close your eyes, don't look."
"Huh?" Yu Lingze wondered if he had misheard.
"Close your eyes." Pei Jin stared intently into Yu Lingze's eyes, his thin lips pressed tightly together, a hint of unnaturalness showing on his stiff face.
Yu Ling let out a cold sneer, leaning back as he showed off the smooth, beautiful lines of his long neck. He gently closed his eyes and said, "Pei Jin, we're brothers, for goodness' sake. What? Are you afraid I'll watch you pick out women?"
Pei Jin turned his face away, and without Yu Lingze's eyes staring at him, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
He glanced around casually and pointed to a woman in a red sundress: "You."
Then he pointed to a woman with long, straight black hair: "And you..."
His long fingers swept over the four women, finally stopping on a woman with upturned red lips: "And you, come here."
Yu Ling clicked his tongue.
"Brother Pei~" The woman in the red halter dress placed her soft, boneless fingers on Pei Jin's chest and breathed hot air into his earlobe: "Want me to peel some grapes for you?"
A very faint perfume scent wafted over, neither strong nor pungent.
Pei Jin felt nauseous. He forced himself to nod stiffly, a single "hmm" escaping from between his teeth.
"And what about others?" The woman with red lips lowered her eyelashes shyly, playing with her long fingers through her dark hair, and asked with a coy and timid air.
Pei Jin: ...
A strong nausea stimulated his cerebral cortex. Pei Jin bit his lip hard, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead: "Shoulder massage."
Yu Lingze's thin lips curled into a smile.
"Then, Brother Pei, shall I... feed you wine?" The black-haired woman sat gracefully beside Pei Jin, picked up a glass of wine, and looked at Pei Jin with a hesitant expression.
Her fox-like eyes flickered slightly, and her small hand reached out to caress Pei Jin's firm abdominal muscles.
"Enough!" Pei Jin could no longer bear it. His wheat-colored skin looked pale. He stood up unsteadily, pushed aside the women, and staggered into the bathroom.
"vomit--"
The three women looked at each other in bewilderment.
Yu Ling chuckled, took off his gold-rimmed glasses and placed them on the table, then waved his hand: "Go down and find the foreman to collect 100,000 from each person."
"Yes, Mr. Yu." The three women said in unison, and sensibly withdrew and closed the door to the private room.
The manager was sweating profusely, glancing left and right, secretly anxious. This Pei Jin was far too difficult to please; those women were top-tier beauties!
He not only looked down on it, but he also went to vomit. Wasn't that deliberately trying to embarrass him?
"Call another batch of men over," Pei Jin said, his lips pale, his long fingers pressed against his chest, his eyes bloodshot.
“President Yu…” the manager looked at Yu Lingze.
"What are your requirements?" Yu Lingze asked Pei Jin.
"..." Pei Jin frowned in thought, then said, "Fair skin, fox-like eyes, about 1.7 meters tall."
Five minutes later, a dozen or so eighteen-year-old men stood in three rows in front of Pei Jin.
These boys have different types and temperaments, but they all share some similarities in their eyes and brows.
Pei Jin frowned more and more deeply, staring at Yu Lingze with a probing gaze. He pointed to two boys with delicate and beautiful appearances but arrogant temperaments.
"President Pei~" The young man reached out from behind Pei Jin and hooked his arm around Pei Jin's slender neck. His clear voice was affected and pretentious: "You have such a great figure. Can you tell me how you got it?"
"President Pei, President Pei, would you like to have a drink with me?" Another young man's cool fingers lingered on Pei Jin's abdomen, finally settling on his waist, gently caressing it.
Pei Jin: ...
Pei Jin clenched his fists so tightly that his whole body trembled from the force, his face was frighteningly gloomy, and he pushed away the two teenagers beside him. In his dark eyes, there was a chilling aura.
He spat out the words slowly and deliberately, almost through gritted teeth: "Get out."
The two teenagers were caught off guard and pushed to the ground. Before they could react, the manager dragged them out of the private room.
Pei Jin's chest heaved violently, his breathing became disordered and rapid, and he picked up bottle after bottle of red wine and gulped it down.
I drank four bottles in a row before I could slightly suppress the urge to feel nauseous and vomit.
Yu Lingze had a cigarette dangling from his thin, crimson lips. He lit it with his long fingers, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring that blurred his excessively handsome face: "Pei Jin, thinking about women?"
Pei Jin's expression suddenly changed drastically. He stood up abruptly and paced back and forth.
No, impossible!
How could he possibly be thinking about women?!
Yu Qiao must have drugged him!
His dark eyes seemed to swirl with air currents, dark and oppressive, concealing anger and disbelief.
Then, with a "bang".
He punched the wall.
His fist was injured, and blood was seeping from between the bones.
It's shocking to look at.
"Pei Jin, are you crazy?!" Yu Lingze was shocked. She stood up, frowned, stared at Pei Jin's hand, and gasped.
Pei Jin lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression, but the deep, dark aura emanating from him was enough to send chills down one's spine.
Yu Lingze understood Pei Jin. Although Pei Jin was violent and ruthless, he had never lost control like this before.
He pondered deeply, wondering if Pei Jin had been played by a woman.
Yu Lingze suddenly realized what was going on and was about to speak when the door to the private room was pushed open, and a beautiful, bare face peeked out from outside: "Brother!"
"Ah Qiao, what brings you here?"
The next second, Pei Jin suddenly looked up, staring blankly at the door: "Yu, Yu, Yu Qiao?!"
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