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"Yali, where is the male model you called me?"

Lin Jiujiu leaned forward and pushed open the door of a private room.

The lights in the box were dim, and there was a man sitting on the sofa in the middle. He was against the light, and the shadows outlined his outline in a particularly three-dimensional way.

Today is Lin Jiujiu’s 21st birthday. At this time, she tilted her head, her cheeks were red, and she was holding an empty goblet in her hand. She slowly approached the sofa, a drunken smile appearing on her lips.

"Stunning!"

Lin Jiujiu slowly approached the man on the sofa. The man was wearing a white shirt, and his collar was casually loosened a few times, revealing just the right muscle lines and sexy collarbones. He was holding a glass of wine in his well-jointed hands, which was inexplicably sultry.

"At this level, it seems that a lot of money has been spent."

Lin Jiujiu's eyes were slightly drunk, and she moved closer to the man. The man's lips floated in front of her eyes, as if they were far away. Lin Jiujiu reached out to touch it, but the next second, the man stood up suddenly.

"Little sister, I am a man you cannot afford to offend."

The woman fell down on the sofa, feeling raw pain.

An hour later, Lin Jiujiu woke up. At this time, she had changed to a private room, and her best friend Yali handed her a glass of water.

"Wake up, wake up, I'm really embarrassed by you."

Lin Jiujiu shook his head that was about to explode: "Didn't you spend money to find a male model for me?"

"You're thinking too much. We're a male model. We prepared a birthday cake truck as a surprise for you. Who would have thought that when you went out to use the toilet, you would end up pestering someone else." Yali wetted a soft cotton towel with warm water and pressed it on it. On Lin Jiujiu’s forehead.

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A few days later, K City.

Hei Junche picked up the glass ashtray on the coffee table and suddenly threw it at the little man kneeling on the ground.

Splattered blood was scattered on the man's proud face. At this time, his eyes were deep and there was no emotion at all.

"It's because you overestimate your capabilities..." Hei Junche waved his slender hand, and then four or five men in black stepped forward and put the little man who was kneeling on the ground with his face completely changed into a sack. The man struggled. After a few blows, he lost his resistance.

Next to the little man, a voluptuous girl in black stockings with heavy makeup crawled over. She was probably his mistress.

"Young Master Hei, please spare his life. If you don't mind it, I can give you everything I have." The woman's makeup and hair were exquisite, and she was already in tears, looking very delicate. With tears in his eyes, he was about to put his hand on Hei Junche's leg, but while his hand was still hanging in the air, he was kicked away.

"Get out. I think it's dirty..." Several of his men immediately ran up to her and lifted the woman up and carried her out.

Hei Junche stood up. As the director of the largest "Jingwu Sect" in K city, this man was feared and avoided. Anyone who offends him will only end up with one word: death.

"Jingwu Sect" is an underground sect in K City, which is both black and white. Controls most of the funds for some export processing trade in K City. But the little man who was "taught" just now heard that he was doing it for selfish reasons, and he tried to trick the "Jingwu Sect", but he was discovered.

Seeing that the little man was motionless, Hei Junche stood up, ordered his men to deal with the scene, put on a well-tailored black suit, walked into the elevator, and pressed the button for the second floor.

In the underground garage on the second floor, Lin Jiujiu had been waiting in front of a top-of-the-line Maybach for nearly an hour.

An hour ago, when she was driving and preparing to reverse into the garage, she was frightened and distracted by the sudden ringing of the phone. She turned the steering wheel and directly scratched the Maybach that was originally parked in the parking space.

According to the Maybach license plate, Lin Jiujiu found the car owner's phone number, but she called several times but no one answered. In desperation, she had to use the most primitive method to "wait and wait" in the garage.

Hei Junche walked towards the Maybach. His tall figure and cool and impeccable face distracted Lin Jiujiu beside the car. Not only was the man handsome, but he also looked familiar. How could she be like that day when she was drunk and flirting with someone.

The man's eyelashes are thick and upturned, his nose is so straight and enviable, and the diamond buttons on the cuffs of his suit glow with a cool light. It wasn't until the man reached out and opened the car door that Lin Jiujiu suddenly regained consciousness.

"I'm sorry, I just reversed and hit your car. No one answered the phone, so I'm waiting for you here." Lin Jiujiu was not prepared to mention the embarrassing incident that day.

"Chasing me all the way here? Are you so greedy for my body?" The man seemed to be in a good mood and joked, but his voice was inherently cool.

After throwing down a business card, Hei Junche started the vehicle and drove away, leaving only a confused Lin Jiujiu standing there.

"Damn it, what kind of arrogance is this?" Lin Jiujiu felt like she was being silenced. She felt as if she was being blocked before her retort could be uttered.

She never expected that the chance encounter that day would actually lead to her meeting again.

Lin Jiujiu dialed the number on the business card. It sounded like it belonged to the man's driver. She explained the situation and agreed on relevant insurance compensation matters with the other party.

The scratches on the vehicle were not very serious, and she continued her original trip after parking the car.

The 17th floor of this building is Yali's studio. Because of her sweet appearance and curvy figure, Yali is considered a well-known graphic model in K-city. When Lin Jiujiu walked into the studio, Yali greeted her and continued shooting.

The woman in front of her is shy and cute, posing in various sweet poses in front of the camera.

Lin Jiujiu and Yali met in an extracurricular tutoring class. Later, by some mistake, Yali transferred to Lin Jiujiu's class.

In high school, they were considered to be influential figures on campus. Probably every beautiful woman’s best friend was also a beautiful woman. One of them was playful and lively, and the other was a cold and charming lady. They had completely different personalities, but they were both attracted by their beautiful skin. came together.

"Jiujiu, I miss you so much. I'm off work. Let's go. We won't come back until we get drunk." Before she finished speaking, Yali hung on Lin Jiujiu's shoulder like a koala.

Although they were best friends, Lin Jiujiu was still not used to being in close physical contact with others for so many years, so she slapped Yali's half-hanging arm off her shoulder.

"Let's go, I've been waiting for a long time, and I've also 'compensated my wife and lost my soldiers', and hit a car. That person is the "male model" I made a mistake with last time. You have to make it up to me."

"Why don't you take advantage of this incredible fate?" Yali joked.

At Poh Bar, Yali and Lin Jiujiu ordered a table full of snacks and drinks. The best way for women to get closer is to gossip.

"I'm getting married!"

"What? With whom? You want to get married young? It's so unthinkable, sister!!!" Faced with Lin Jiujiu's sudden "explosive" news, Yalila raised her voice several times. She and Jiujiu are only 21 years old this year. In this big city, it is indeed a bit too early to get married at this age.

"I have never met him. There is a problem in the family business. The marriage between our two families, whether true or false, can temporarily retain my father's company. Moreover, they also agreed that this marriage only needs to last for one year. I want to live under the same roof with him this year to avoid gangs. After one year, this marriage certificate can be revoked." Lin Jiujiu picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

"No matter what, I wish you happiness, a happy wedding, and a happy wedding," Yali joked.

In this way, after chatting 38 gossips and scolding 46 "green tea" and "white lotus", the two people left the bar.

The driver parked the car in the villa garage and left.

Lin Jiujiu took out the key and opened the door of the villa. Here, for the next year, she will live with a stranger but a man she legally calls her husband. If this is not crazy, then Lin Jiujiu can't think of anything more "outrageous".

After opening the door, there was no one in the villa.

Lin Jiujiu came to the second floor and opened the door of a minimalist-style room. Everything in the room is in black, white and gray tones, clean and tidy, and the air is filled with the fragrance of male hormones.

It seems that this may be the room where Lin Jiujiu's "husband" whom he has never met lives in. Lin Jiujiu scanned the room, trying to find some "clues" on every object that could help people understand the man better.

However, the room was extremely clean, as if no one had ever lived in it, and there were no photos or other decorations.

However, there was an invitation card on the table with the name of the owner: Hei Junche.