Hot Spring Mental Hospital

There were a lot of people at the banquet, which meant that Lian Mu had a lot of opportunities, but facing the malicious smiles of those disgusting middle-aged men with fat stomachs and brains, Lian Mu felt that his face was about to freeze.

Nausea.

He quickly calmed down—if Israel was in power, what would be the difference between surrendering to Senhai Records?

He became restless and hurried to the rest area.

At this time, the venue was brightly lit, the clothes were fragrant, and the party was at its climax. The director of Windsor held up the champagne, and everyone was flushed. Lian Mu felt bored.

He wanted to light a cigarette, but found that his pockets were empty, and he walked to the balcony a little bored.

He didn't expect that there was a person there.

A woman—no, not so much a woman as a girl.

Not of Chinese origin, the girl was dressed in a red bean paste green dress, she looked youthful, her long golden hair was coiled up, and her makeup and jewelry were all exquisite, showing her identity.

But her face revealed a kind of weariness and disgust.

Lian Mu had never seen her.

But on this occasion, and this kind of beautiful canary-like girl being raised, Lian Mu obviously regarded her as the same kind—being raised in captivity, or waiting to be raised in captivity.

As if to express his feelings, he stepped forward to chat with her.

"Hello," he said.

But as soon as the words came out, he might realize that the other party did not speak Chinese.

Unexpectedly, the other party raised his eyebrows and asked, "Huh?"

Her eyes are beautiful, green, and go well with her dress.

"You don't like this kind of occasion, don't you?" Lian Mu smiled and said, leaning against the railing - afterward, he thought that maybe he had drunk too much wine when he talked so much with the strange foreign girl that night.

The girl raised her eyebrows.

"Oh," Lian Mu sighed, "I don't like it either."

"Really?" The other party's tone was dull, "Sensuality, beauty and beauty, this is the life that many people pursue, isn't it?"

Lian Mu was taken aback.

The first thought in his mind was: This foreign girl can speak Chinese so fluently.

He can also say the idiom "sensual dog and horse".

"Maybe it's not for pursuit, but for life." Lian Mu said.

Like him, just to live.

The other party laughed.

"I'm sorry," Lian Mu said, "Maybe you think I'm a bit abrupt, but I...maybe I really drank a little too much, sorry, I didn't want to strike up a conversation with you."

"Really?" The other party's tone was still very flat, "Is there anyone you like?"

Lian Mu was taken aback, someone he likes?

The unorthodox head of Shamate appeared in front of his eyes.

Lian Mu's ears became hot: "Yes, there is someone I like."

"Oh," the girl raised her eyebrows, "Really, if you say you don't have anyone you like, I still want to invite you—" She blinked and said three letters vaguely. Red.

Foreign girls...are they all so enthusiastic and unrestrained!

And the age of the girl in front of her...is she an adult?

"Justajoker," the girl shrugged when she saw Lian Mu reacting too excitedly, "Livian Windsor, but now you can call me by my Chinese name—Shen Huailing."

Lian Mu had never heard of this name, he had no idea what this name represented, nor could he predict what this name would represent in the future—he hadn't heard the other party's English name clearly at all.

"My name is Lian Mu, and I'm a singer." Lian Mu said, and then laughed again, "It won't be anymore soon."

"You have encountered some trouble." The other party said.

"Yes," Lian Mu smiled wryly, "my friend and I offended my boss, and now we have nothing to eat, and my friend may be in some danger, I want to save him."

Shen Huailing is young, but it doesn't mean she is superficial. She smiled slightly, "Really? So you look very unhappy. In fact, I saw you again just now. You were trying to get close to those people."

Lian Mu understood what she meant, his face was a little red, but he said in his heart, aren't you and I the same?

Shen Huailing laughed, "How much?"

"what?"

"You need money," she said firmly, "how much?"

Lian Mu was taken aback, and said, "600 million."

He added: "Two people."

Shen Huailing laughed.

Lian Mu felt embarrassed.

"Six million," she said, "are you willing to sell yourself for six million?"

Lian Mu was taken aback.

Shen Huailing smiled again, her facial features were exquisite, and when she smiled, she looked like a poisonous snake that seduced Adam.

"Okay, instead of selling it to them, why don't you sell it to me."

Lian Mu: "..."

***

When Lian Mu was taken to a nearby hotel and stripped completely naked, he thought to himself: How much did he sacrifice for He Minglou? Pay yourself back double.

He looked at Shen Huai Ling in front of him and thought, what is he doing, to be taken care of by a girl who was taken care of in order to save the person he likes.

Lian Mu: "..."

I'm sorry, I'm really tired.

Shen Huailing carried a small bag of l, took out the checkbook from it, signed 600 million, and patted it on Lian Mu's face.

"Okay, you belong to me now." Shen Huailing said lightly.

Lian Mu, who was completely naked, was in a very complicated mood.

Unexpectedly, what was even more jaw-dropping was that after a while, Shen Huailing made a phone call and called two more women.

Lian Mu: "..."

Lian Mu felt that his three views had been challenged.

"I hope you don't think too much," one of the expressionless Asian women with short hair looked at Lian Mu, her tone was not very good, "Windsor Group has decided to open up the film market in Asia, congratulations, you are the first to be selected artist, as for us stripping you, we are carefully observing your figure so that we can accurately position you."

Lian Mu: "..."

Lian Mu's world view has been impacted.

He heard the other party say again: "We have already understood your matter, we will settle the contract between you and the previous record company, and even everything about your friend, we will arrange it."

Lian Mu was dumbfounded.

"You will be our first pathfinding stone. If you succeed, you will gain far more than this."

The voice of the other party is like a deadly poison full of temptation.

"The first person is always hard, but—" Shen Huailing stood up, her hands clasped together, her face innocent, "I believe you can do it, right?"

"For money's sake." She added with a slight smile.

"I agree." Lian Mu said seriously.

After thinking about it, he said, "But, I don't know how to act."

"That's not a problem." The woman with short hair had impatience written all over her body, "Someone will tell you what to do then."

Lian Mu nodded, and asked the last question: "So, who are you?"