Chapter 220: Treatment in Progress

"You came back really early. How was it? I stayed at the boss's place for another day today. I guess you've already won over the young boss. If you have, remember to tell me so I can also taste the young boss's strong body."

When Dinah Taylor returned to the villa, she found Aphra, who had changed her clothes, sitting on the sofa. She didn't pay it any mind at first. Covered in dust, she gently leaned over and smiled as she gestured.

"Dinah, do you want to talk?" This time, however, when she saw what Dinah was gesturing, Aphra didn't blush or shy away. Instead, she turned her head, looked at Dinah seriously, and gestured back.

"Who doesn't want to?" When Dinah saw Aphra's gesture for "talk," it was like being struck by lightning. She sat there for a few seconds, then smiled helplessly and threw herself down onto the sand to gesture.

"I can find a way to make you speak." Seeing her friend's distressed expression, Aphra seemed to have made up her mind and looked at her seriously. Dina looked back at Aphra, her expression puzzled as she watched her gestures.

"I can make you speak, but I want you to swear that you will never betray our boss in the future, never—never, not even think about it. What the boss says is everything to us. The boss's will is our will. Everything we do must be for the boss's benefit, including our bodies. Whether the boss needs it or not, we must be ready to sacrifice ourselves." Aphra's gestures flowed one after another. If Jiang Hai saw what she was saying, he'd probably be confused... Could it be that she had joined a pyramid scheme before?

"You're not sick, are you?" Seeing Aphra's brainwashed look, Dina was a bit confused.

"Promise me." Aphra said firmly, not caring about Dina's hesitation.

"Okay, okay, I promise. As long as I can speak, I don't mind if you treat me like a beautiful dog, let alone a slave. Is that okay?" Looking at Aphra's serious expression, Dinah smiled.

"I... I am... Ah, Aphra. I read books w-ww." Regardless of what Dinah thought, she had agreed, so Aphra was relieved. She then looked at her seriously and began singing the scales she had practiced all afternoon.

When Aphra's words reached Dinah's ears, she was stunned. What was going on?

The next morning, when Jiang Hai opened the door, he found that the number of people sitting on the stairs in front of his house had increased from one to two. Looking at these two eager smiles, Jiang Hai was also happy.

"What are you two doing sitting out here? Don't even know how to knock on the door? Come in. Let's have breakfast first, and then we'll talk." Jiang Hai said to the two girls in front of him and stepped aside, letting them walk into his villa.

While Jiang Hai was treating Dina, Qi Li was at a cocktail party in the capital city, sitting at the bar with a glass of Long Island iced tea in hand, stirring her drink with a straw...

Whether the wealthy in China or abroad, 90% of them enjoy cocktail parties.

For some young people, such parties are the perfect place to show off.

They're also a chance to flaunt their status in front of female friends. At the same time, it's an opportunity for playboys to network with socialites, who attend with impure intentions.

For those less wild among the rich, these parties are a way to exchange what they have.

It feels like they can discuss legitimate business here, and that's their goal.

Even if there's no business to discuss, it's still a good chance to get familiar with others and make new connections.

Having lived abroad for many years, Qi Li enjoyed such parties. Though she had never participated in anything too wild, she was still intrigued by these cocktail events upon returning home.

However, unknowingly, she had grown up. After experiencing great changes, Qi Li now attended such parties more for socializing. There was also another reason: she didn't know where else to go at night...

Going home felt too cold and boring, and her personality kept her from getting drunk at a bar.

So, apart from working overtime or killing time at cocktail parties, that had become the only thing she could do.

Logically, a beautiful woman sitting alone at the bar like this would attract a lot of men.

But unfortunately, despite many people eyeing Qi Li from a distance, no one dared approach. Her face clearly said, "Get lost." If it had been any other woman, some of the men might have tried their luck, but facing Qi Li? Ha, are you kidding? At least in their circle, no one dared to mess with her.

There had been some who didn't believe in this before, but now, they were no longer around.

But today, someone didn't seem to care.

"Miss, may I sit here?" A gentle voice interrupted her thoughts. Qi Li raised her head and saw the person sitting next to her. Her eyes flashed with cold light.

Because the person in front of her was none other than her biggest enemy, An Changwu.

"Uncle De's security is getting worse and worse. Even dogs are let in. I don't feel like hanging around anymore. Let's go home," Qi Li muttered to herself as she stood up with her handbag. Her words made An Changwu's face turn ugly. This woman really didn't give him any face.

If it weren't for his love for her, if his family didn't still need her, he would've...

"Miss Qi, maybe you don't want to see me, but I have something you might be interested in." Seeing Qi Li's back, An Changwu called out loudly.

"Unless the An family goes bankrupt," Qi Li replied, not even bothering to turn around. She really didn't want to look at him.

Seeing that Qi Li ignored him, An Changwu suppressed his anger and said loudly, "It's about your husband, Jiang Hai."

At his words, the previously noisy venue fell silent. Qi Li, whose steps had been firm, hesitated and stopped. Seeing her pause, An Changwu couldn't help but press on. His anger flared because Qi Li's actions showed how important Jiang Hai was to her.

"You may not know yet, but your husband, Jiang Hai, bought a manor in the suburbs of Boston with someone else's money. He has many beautiful women in the manor. He even hired eight women who used to work in the sex trade to entertain him, and adopted two fourteen-year-old girls in your name." An Changwu spoke slowly, as if sure his words would get a rise out of her.

Many in the room thought the same: Jiang Hai was a scumbag, but wouldn't most people dream of such a life?

Yet they were waiting to see Qi Li's reaction.

"Oh, that? I've known about it for a long time." Unfortunately, they were destined to be disappointed. Qi Li didn't turn around but spoke lazily.

"Don't disbelieve me. I have photos." Hearing her indifferent response, An Changwu's heart skipped a beat.

"I believe it. I've known all this for a while. He not only has many girlfriends abroad but also several in China. I've caught him multiple times having sex with internet celebrities at home. It's nothing." Qi Li shrugged, her tone casual as if she were commenting on something trivial.

Everyone was stunned by her response.

"Men have needs. I'm not with Jiang Hai, so naturally, he needs women to take care of those needs. It'd be boring to have just one, so what's wrong with preparing more?" Qi Li gently stroked her hair, half-turned, and gave An Changwu a playful smile.

(To be continued.)