In the early morning, Jiang Yue'an woke up in a daze.
Looking at Bai Yun sitting by the bed, he saw that her face was ugly. She held her forehead and struggled to sit up: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"What happened to your face? Who hit you?"
Bai Yun stared at him, silent, and the whirlpool in her eyes strangled him several times.
Jiang Yue'an realized something was wrong, looked around and realized that this was not their room: "Where is this?"
Bai Yun sneered, took out her mobile phone and handed it to him. On it was a video of him and another woman entangled with their lips and teeth, all the way into the room.
"Young Master Jiang used the same methods he used to deal with me to deal with others? Also..." Bai Yun nodded slowly: "I should have known a long time ago that if Young Master Jiang can use these dirty methods on me, he can also use them on others."
"After all, this is your usual style."
"I don't know what happened at all." Jiang Yue'an turned off the phone and threw it on the sheets.
Bai Yun stood up with wide eyes and glared at him: "You don't know!"
"You said the same thing back then. In the face of everyone's doubts, you pushed me into a sea of knife and fire with just one sentence, completely ignoring my feelings as a victim. Do you think I will believe you if the story repeats itself now? Is this what you said?"
"Bai Yun..."
"Bai Yun..."
"Wife..."
After Bai Yun finished speaking, she turned around and left. Seeing this, Jiang Yue'an stood up and wanted to chase her out. Only when she got out of bed did she realize that she was naked without any shoes.
I picked up the clothes on the floor and tried to put them on, but found that I couldn't wear them at all.
Tuk-tuk-tuk... There was a knock on the door at the right time. Jiang Yue'an pulled on his bathrobe and pulled it open, only to see Huanong standing at the door.
She was holding a men's clothing brand belt in her hand. Perhaps it was late at night, and the woman was wearing an ink-colored shawl outside her dress.
"Master Jiang, I think you need help now."
Jiang Yue'an vaguely realized that the matter was not simple, and looked at Huanong with murderous intent: "Did you do it?"
Huanong shrugged: "I'm not that capable."
"Everyone in Beijing and Hong Kong knows my nature. I'm not a bad person. I just love watching movies and rescuing handsome young men who have fallen into disgrace."
"Young Master Jiang came all the way from the capital, I should show my kindness as a landlord."
Jiang Yue'an sneered, and his eyes fell on the bag in Huanong's hand. He didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he bent down to take the bag in her hand, and his movements were fast and without any sloppiness.
Huanong seemed to be frightened by the action.
He was so shocked that he took a few steps back and threw the bag in his hand.
He landed on the corridor of the cruise ship and was thrown a few meters away: "Young Master Jiang, I am not one of those casual women outside."
"You..." Jiang Yue'an looked at the clothes thrown far away by Huanong.
People were coming and going in the corridor.
If he goes out now, he will definitely attract everyone's attention. Seeing some people stopping to watch the show, you don't have to think about it to know that everyone probably knows about it.
He had no idea what happened during the few hours he was asleep.
But Huanong's behavior clearly showed that something had happened.
"Yeah!" The woman's clear eyes rolled around, as treacherously as a little fox that had just left its nest: "Young Master Jiang is so boring! You scared me."
"Pick it back." The man's face was filled with murderous intent.
"I'll pick it up if you beg me." Huanong gathered the shawl around him.
"I beg you if you don't pick it up."
"The less you beg me, the less I will pick it up." Morality kidnapped her! Just kidding, she lacks nothing but bad morals!
"Huanong..." The man gritted his teeth and looked at her.
Huanong clicked his tongue: "I don't want to see a handsome man withered, otherwise I will feel bad, so let's do it! Five hundred thousand! I will help you pick it up."
"Why don't you rob a bank?"
"What? It's too expensive? You don't even look at who gave you the clothes, the princess of Beijing and Hong Kong! Do you know my appearance fee? Mr. Jiang, if you don't decide, I will raise the price."
Huanong was here to humiliate him, and Jiang Yue'an finally found out.
The woman in front of her was far less showy than what was rumored to be. Huanong had done all kinds of immoral things with her pure and innocent face.
"I'll count to five. Young Master Jiang needs to think clearly. The fact that you went to bed with another woman at night has become known to everyone on board. Did you notice the group of people behind you? They are all waiting to see your good show." , I might be waiting for you to come out. If you send news to others, just pretend I didn’t say anything."
"With half a million, you can't buy it and suffer a loss, and you can't buy it and you can't be fooled."
"Young Master Jiang thinks that I'm not worthy of this price, so don't you think my face is worth this price?"
"Account number," Jiang Yue'an said through gritted teeth.
As he spoke, he took a step back into the room, avoiding the cameras outside.
Huanong was prepared in advance. When he heard what they asked, he handed over a card. In addition to his mobile phone number, the card also came with a series of account numbers.
Three to five minutes later, the transfer information came. Huanong looked at his phone and smiled like a flower, not to mention how adorable he was.
Walking over, he bent down to pick up the bag on the ground and handed it to Jiang Yue'an: "Even the underwear is Mr. Jiang's size."
"Have a nice night."
Huanong curled his lips and turned to leave.
There are stairs leading directly to the seventh floor below the eighth floor. Huanong did not choose to take the elevator. He had just tricked someone and went downstairs humming a little tune happily.
As soon as he reached the stairs, someone grabbed his shoulders and pressed him against the railing.
He turned upside down and leaned on the railing, his lower back hurting.
Huanong cursed in his heart.
"Master Jiang, are you going to burn the bridge by crossing the river?"
"The relationship between Miss Hua and I is not burning bridges. At most, we are just getting to know each other again after the sale is over."
Jiang Yue'an pressed Huanong's shoulders. Behind her was a six-meter-high elevated floor.
This scene suddenly made the people having fun downstairs exclaim.
"Wo Ri, isn't that Jiang Yue'an? He just slept with another woman and now he's here to provoke Princess Hua?"
"He doesn't want his life?"
"This man has no brains for clubbing!"
"Didn't you say that Mr. Lu has a close relationship with Princess Hua? If Jiang Yue'an touches Princess Hua now, isn't he afraid that Mr. Lu will twitch his muscles and peel off his skin?"
"Tonight is not in vain."
On the railing, Huanong, not to be outdone, reached out and grabbed Jiang Yue'an's tie: "Young Master Jiang, guess what will happen to you if I fall."
"If my guess is correct, everything tonight is Princess Hua's handiwork, right?"
"You guessed it right, so what can you do?"
"If I were you, I would definitely keep my head down and be a good person now, lest I feel bad and bring tonight's incident to the capital. Who do you want to make wedding clothes for then?"
"Then let's see if you have this chance tonight."
Jiang Yue'an loosened his grip on Huanong's shoulder...
