【001】Mistook the person

Nande City's one and only five-star bar, Mousse.

The luxurious decor, flickering lights exuding a decadent elegance, ever-changing illumination, and deafening music hit everyone's nerves.

Wen Xiangyang had quite a few drinks, swept her gaze around the dimly lit bar, walked straight to the counter, and plonked herself down on a stool.

"Hey, bartender, I got a question for you. Do you have something like a handsome, athletic, charming, and decent man among the gigolos here?"

"Money isn't an issue, the important thing is that he's good, especially in the sack, know?"

The bartender looked up at Wen Xiangyang. There were girls coming and going in the bar, but not many were so open about seeking a gigolo.

"Oi, oi, mate, wake up, wake up, I'm talking to you!" Wen Xiangyang shook her head, waving her hand in front of the bartender's face.

Due to his professional demeanor, the bartender still smiled and said, "Go up here, third floor, VIP area."

Wen Xiangyang looked up at the staircase, stood up, stepped on her high heels, walked towards the staircase, and before she left, she blew a kiss to the bartender, "Thanks! If I find one I'm satisfied with, I'll buy you a drink when I get back, bye~!"

Her jerk of a father wants to marry her off to a sixty-something-year-old man without her consent and has set the wedding date for next month. She came here today to take some pictures to show them a thing or two!

Wen Xiangyang followed a trendy-looking rich lady up to the third floor, where she saw lots of handsome and strong men being led into rooms by women, and some already beginning to do things she dared not look at.

Her eyes widened as if she had discovered a new world, she looked brightly everywhere, her gaze was suddenly attracted by the man on the poster on the wall.

The poster-man, who only wore a pair of tight-fitting trunks, had long limbs and a perfect six-pack. Looking up, his distinct facial features were like a masterpiece carved by a skilled craftsman, with no flaws to be found. Especially those eyes, sharp and cold, powerful to the extent that even via a poster could one feel the fear of being penetrated by his gaze, he was absolutely top-notch.

Wen Xiangyang immediately got excited, she grabbed a man who was passing by her and said, "Oi, oi, what's the name of this man, I want him, him!"

The man caught by Wen Xiangyang was stunned and followed Wen Xiangyang's gaze towards the poster. Just as he was about to say something in surprise, Wen Xiangyang's scream sounded in his ear.

"It's him, it's him!"

Wen Xiangyang let go of the man she had grabbed and ran towards the man who had appeared in her view, looking sharp and fierce in his suit.

Mu Lingqian had just come out of a room and was attracted by that scream. Looking up, he saw a woman with a red wig, scantily clad, and heavily made up, running excitedly towards him.

How is it her?

Mu Lingqian frowned subconsciously when he recognized that face.

As he was frowning, Wen Xiangyang had already clung to him like an octopus.

Wen Xiangyang had drunk quite a bit before she came, and now, bolstered by alcohol, she reached out and pressed on Mu Lingqian's chest, pressed it twice, and expressed her utter satisfaction with sounds of admiration, "Muscles, these are undoubtedly muscles! Hey, handsome, how much for an entire night? Are you good in bed? If you are, come with me!"