Chapter 1 Begins



9:00 AM, in a large flat in the city center:

In front of the bathroom mirror, a woman wrapped in a bath towel applied lipstick to her lips. Her fox eyes glanced at the assistant holding a silk nightgown behind her: "Don't bring people like this to me in the future. It's a waste of time!"

The assistant agreed timidly. She was wearing a plain white waist-cinching dress that looked very simple, but anyone with knowledge could tell at a glance that this was a high-end custom made piece of the brand, of which there are only five in the world.

She answered with her head down, hidden in the dark and out of sight. Her face showed a mixture of apology and relief, which seemed a bit contradictory.

"Did you hear that?" The woman turned around and looked at the dazed assistant behind her, frowning.

"Okay, miss! I'll look for it again!" The assistant turned her head away and handed the nightgown over, a blush on her face.

Opening the hand she extended, the woman rolled her eyes and adjusted her wrapped hair: "What did the madam say?"

As she spoke, she walked towards the cloakroom. Out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally caught sight of the man lying on the bed. She said with some disgust, "Get him out of here!"

"I see. Madam told you to arrive at the group at 10 o'clock!" The assistant hurriedly took out his cell phone, looked at the schedule, and said to the woman.

The woman tried on clothes one by one, but was not satisfied with any of them. She threw the clothes everywhere and her face became worse and worse.

The assistant looked at her expression and hurried out of the cloakroom.

After shaking the man awake, the assistant blushed and said, "Leave quickly! Don't come here again!"

The man woke up in shock and looked at the woman who woke him up. Her face was flushed and she was at a loss!

"Hurry up! Before she comes out of the cloakroom!" the young assistant reminded him before entering the cloakroom.

Finally, she found a dress that suited her taste. When the assistant came in, she kept praising her. The woman looked at herself in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction:

"This one's pretty good! Your aesthetic taste is really... intermittent!"

"Miss, it's time for you to leave!" The young assistant said cautiously, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

The woman turned around and looked the assistant up and down. Her black shirt vaguely revealed her beautiful figure. She sneered, "What's the rush? Has she left?"

"Let's go, miss!" The assistant reminded the time and picked up the bag that the lady often carried.

The woman glanced at the assistant. She hated having others guess what she was thinking. "Change it! I don't like it!"

"Okay! Okay! I got it!" The assistant picked up another bag and gestured to the woman.

The woman nodded reluctantly, changed her clothes, and pointed behind her to the assistant: "You know what you can and cannot say, right?"

The woman's voice was full of threats. The assistant understood what she meant and stepped forward to help her adjust her clothes. On the tablet in her hand was her schedule for the day: "The master wants you to have dinner at his house tonight!"

The woman in the mirror was wearing a simple white shirt with the top two buttons open, revealing her delicate collarbone and a large area of ​​fair skin. She was wearing black trousers and a pair of nude low-heeled slippers.

The slender ankle is exposed, with an extremely thin anklet hanging on it. There is a fully bloomed Lycoris radiata in the area covered by the anklet!

The assistant pushed a chair over, helped the woman sit down, carefully untied the towel wrapped around her hair, and started blowing her hair carefully with a hair dryer.

Ten minutes later, the waist-length waves fell obediently, making the woman's face look even more delicate and petite.

Throughout this process, the woman lazily leaned on the chair, scrolling through the chat in the group chat yesterday:

CP Leader: How is it? This is good, right?

Below is a photo of a male model in a bar.

"Dandy Empress": You seem to be eating well lately!

"The First Affection": Can you women please stop posting nonsense in the group?

「CP leader」: Stop talking and mind your own business!

What followed was a long quarrel!

"Miss, it's time to go!" The assistant urged softly, the time on the tablet pointing to 9:40.

With an impatient click of the tongue, the woman stood up, frowned, and walked towards the cloakroom door.

The young assistant ran to open the door, holding his coat.

"Morning, Miss Lan!"

The man standing outside the door was the one who was supposed to leave. Judging from the clothes he was wearing, it was unknown how long he had been waiting at the door.

The young assistant immediately looked at her mistress with a sense of unease. Sure enough, her beautiful eyes narrowed, a smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, and a dangerous aura began to spread.

But the man seemed to be heartless and didn't feel anything at all.

"Didn't I tell you to leave?" Before she lost her temper, the assistant stepped forward and scolded her coldly, winking at the man.

pity!

The man ignored all of this. He looked at the gorgeous woman in front of him, thought about last night, and a blush crept up his face. "I think I should say goodbye to Miss Lan before I leave!"

"Puchi!" The Miss Lan mentioned by the man burst into laughter, her fox eyes raised. She leaned against the door frame and said, "You have a nice figure!"

The man scratched his head sheepishly and smiled foolishly: "Really?"

The assistant was so embarrassed. How could there be such a fool? This is saying you have no brains!

"Have you been drinking a lot of protein powder? You look great!" Miss Lan looked him up and down and pointed at his abdominal muscles.

The man was flattered by the compliment and was about to respond, but the woman's next words froze him:

"But it seems like she's not in the right mind. Did she just wake you up and ask you to leave?"

Taking two steps forward, the woman's face, which had been smiling just a second ago, instantly turned cold:

"What does it mean? It means I'm not happy with you, understand? It means I don't want to see you, understand?"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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