Oath of Love - Chapter 35
Chapter 35: Enjoy Last Night’s Gift (1)
Translator: Larbre Studio
Editor: Larbre Studio
Even! One job! An Ran’s eyes brightened. It was quite tempting.
She didn’t want to be here at all. Even one minute was torture. If one job could wipe out all the debt, it would be a great salvation.
But from his questions, An Ran seemed to understand what this job was!
Someone liked a complete girl! If she took the job, she would be giving up her completeness.
“I am,” An Ran said after a deep breath.
Some things had to be lost sooner or later. The method didn’t matter, she comforted herself.
“I can finally give Zheng something.” Zhao was relieved.
Zheng was the biggest stockholder of Royal Nightclub. He suddenly sent down the order that he wanted a complete woman for a VIP tonight. Zhao had been stumped.
Now, he could finally complete the order. It was good for him too.
He patted Wei Na’s pretty face and said, “Baby, dress her up in a purer style. Young Master Ye likes it.”
“Young Master Ye!” Wei Na’s eyes brightened, involuntarily getting excited. “Is he coming tonight?”
Zhao scoffed and pushed Wei Na’s hands aside. “Don’t dream about him liking you.” His voice was a bit disdainful.
“Teach her…the skills,” Zhao said at the door. His smile was disgusting.
Skills! An Ran’s heart twisted. What a subtle word.
“Come.” Wei Na hooked her finger at An Ran with a cold face and led her away.
“How nice,” someone behind them said enviously. “She gets 100,000 as soon as she gets here.”
“Your fault for not being a virgin…”
The virginity that she’d kept for 23 years was going to end tonight. It should’ve been given to that man eight years ago, but because of his temporary kindness, she kept it until now.
An Ran laughed out loud. She was pulled aside to get new makeup. Her hair was straightened and she changed into a long blue dress.
Gems sparkled glamorously on the dress.
The eye makeup was done well, making her eyes seem even bigger and prettier. They were pure and mesmerizing.
An Ran could barely recognize herself.
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Wei Na personally led An Ran to the eighth floor of the club.
Wei Na’s eyes had an adulating color, but she spoke sourly. “This floor is Young Master Ye’s personal space. No princess has ever come before. You’re lucky. If you’re even luckier and could become Young Master Ye’s lover, you’ll rise up in status. But he doesn’t seem to like princesses, so…”
Her voice was insulting. She seemed to have forgotten that she was the leader of these princesses.
An Ran was expressionless. Was being a lover lucky?
The elevator door slid open and she followed Wei Na out.
There was only one VIP room on the huge eighth floor. Apparently, it was even more luxurious than the president suite of a five-star hotel.
Just how powerful was this Young Master Ye?
Two guards in clean work clothes stood outside the room.
“Is Young Master Ye here?” Wei Na asked with anticipation.
“Not yet,” one replied.
Wei Na was clearly disappointed. Even though Young Master Ye wasn’t interested in people like her, she might leave an impression if he saw her. After all, she was pretty enough.
“Go in, wash up, and wait,” Wei Na said coolly. Then she turned and left.
An Ran: …
Why did she have to say it so directly?
The guard opened the door softly and a fragrance wafted out.
The room had a European style and was as ornament as a palace. An Ran didn’t dare step foot inside.