Begonia sleepless tonight

"No, no!" The boss waved his hand, and the corner of his mouth almost fell to the ground, "Are you stupid, if this goes up, it won't end well."

He went upstairs with his hands behind his back, followed by the woman: "But if we can't find this little loser, we won't be able to explain to the orphanage."

Every year, the orphanage will pay a return visit to the children sent out, and the return visit is approaching. If they are told that they have lost the child, they will have no way to explain it, and maybe they will have to sue.

When the proprietress thought of this, she refused to go upstairs: "Let's go now! Even if we can't find it, let others know that we didn't want it on purpose."

Having said that, the man's footsteps gradually stopped.

The two looked at each other and set off to the east side of the street.

In the dark.

A tall figure walked in through the metal gate, causing quite a stir.

The flaming red lips paired with the charming eyes of a woman attracted the hearts and sights of many men on the dance floor.

The women who danced their waists lost sight of following and all came down from the stage one after another, their eyes full of jealousy and envy.

The red suspender skirt outlines the woman's figure gracefully.

"I always thought it was a pure one before, but I didn't expect it to be a relaxed one."

"Maybe the previous news is true."

The long-awaited theme has a direction.

The woman didn't pay attention to these people at all, and those annoying words were left behind with the music.

She walked towards the deepest corridor inside, with eyes from all sides in the hall.

It gets darker as you go in, but the woman's footsteps have never hesitated, as if she has been familiar with it for a long time.

"Miss Zhao, this way please." The bartender led the woman around a few turns and stopped in front of a high gate.

Pushing open the door, the sound of singing could be heard inside, and the air was filled with the greasy smell of a middle-aged man, which made the woman flinch a little.

"If you don't come in, get out." In the dark depths, Lu Mian's voice was like a ghost from hell.

There is something unreal in the private room of this KTV, so that people can't tell the truth from the fake for a while.

The woman took a deep breath, regained that confident and charming smile on her face, and walked in with high heels.

The room is facing the hall, with a huge glass window, one-way.

You can see every move of the idiots and resentful women outside, but you can only see blackness outside.

The singer didn't stop singing disgustingly, only one person nestled in the innermost place, and the woman sat next to the man calmly: "Mr. Lu."

The tail tune rises just right, and a man will be moved when he hears it.

But in the darkness, Lu Mian didn't move his eyebrows, the goblet between his fingers was shaking slightly, and the aroma of red wine was overflowing.

Zhao Haofei boldly leaned on Lu Mian's body, twirled his index finger on his chest several times, and moved her lips between his neck.

The wet touch, but Lu Mian sat upright, looking like a gentleman.

"Mr. Lu." Zhao Haofei called out again, she was so charming to the bone, her whole body was attached to Lu Mian's body, "The last press conference, those people poured dirty water on me, you don't care about it."

Since what happened last time, Zhao Haofei approached Lu Mian more than once, and was blocked no matter whether it was at the company or at the event site.

If it hadn't been found out by some young reporters that Lu Mian was at the Yese Bar, she would not have been able to see this Buddha until now.

She wouldn't be so stupid as to ask Lu Mian to help her solve this matter in person, she just wanted to test this man's attitude.

"You also know about those things before, but I don't." The more I said, the more I felt wronged, and I actually shed a few of these crystal tears, which can be regarded as worthy of the status of an actor.

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing? You made us actors cry like weepers." Those greasy middle-aged uncles finally got tired of singing, and slumped on their seats.

Restless hands stroked the woman's better body.

That laughter was mixed with bad breath, which made Zhao Haofei feel nauseous for a while.

The silent Lu Mian finally stood up and went to the door.

Zhao Haofei also hurriedly followed, and shook off the man's fat hand: "Boss Lu!"

"Snapped!"

Softly.

The dazzling incandescent light illuminated the whole room, Zhao Haofei subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes, before she realized what happened, she was pinched by a pair of big hands.

With a heavy fall, she was thrown among the men.

Countless hands wandered over her body, and the man's obscene laughter was heard beside her ears.

"Debut is the last appearance, and maybe it's only you." There was no trace of sympathy or pity in Lu Mian's tone, announcing that a person's career would be ruined and over, it seemed to him that he had trampled an ant to death, " What value have you created for me? Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me here?"

Zhao Haofei's expression changed suddenly.

The man's kisses spread all over her body, but she didn't have any strength to struggle: "You, what do you mean?"

"Since you came here by yourself, then tell me what your final value is." A cold and bloodthirsty smile crept onto the corner of Lu Mian's mouth.

He stared at Zhao Haofei who was desperate on the man: "People always have thousands of ways to live. We all know in our hearts which one you want. The same thing is for me, regardless of the other way."

Only then did Zhao Haofei see several documents on the table.

The door was pushed open at this time, Zhao Haofei used all her strength to avoid her face.

"This..." Three or five coquettishly dressed women were stunned when they saw this scene.

"Go out, one person is enough here." Lu Mian closed the door unceremoniously.

At this moment, she realized what it meant to say that she delivered it to her door.

He just sat there, enjoying the beautiful MV screen on the big screen, the sounds of joy and crying seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Through the gap, Zhao Haofei saw that carved, handsome face.

But this face has no warmth.

They laughed and left, writing their signatures in large strokes on the document, as if to show off their chicness.

Lu Mian accepted the contract with satisfaction and approached Zhao Haofei.

Her body was covered with bruises and hickey marks, and she looked very creepy. The messy and tattered clothes on the ground were like her at this moment.

Lu Mian took off his coat and threw it on her: "Put it on when you go out."

A warmth clung to her skin, in sharp contrast to the coldness of the floor beneath her.

She watched the man turn around, and there was a tender longing for him in her frightened eyes.

"Anyway, you're still one of my subordinates now, don't let people outside see you like this." The door opened, and the strong wind from the corridor broke in wantonly, blowing away her hopes in the air.