Kneel Down
"Let her in."
ăZong Wenă's leisurely voice sounded from behind the door.
The butler nodded slightly towards ăLiu Qingyană, then opened a corner of the door. ăLiu Qingyană walked lightly through that corner crack.
She just walked into the room, a sweet scent burrowed into her nasal cavity, like some kind of artificially blended floral essence, making people feel as if they were in a fragrant illusion, floating like an immortal.
Curling smoke rose from the burning incense in the center of the room. Behind this seemingly immortal mist, a completely naked white-haired Old Man was sitting on a soft sofa. His pale hair was tied into a braid, which, combined with the stubble on his chin, had quite the charm of a romantic old man.
At the same time, five fair-skinned young girls were wrapped around his body. Their milk-like skin was exposed to the air; just a glance would make one's blood boil...
If Chen Ling were here, he would recognize at a glance that these five were the "ăRose Idolsă" who had appeared at the banquet, which was currently the most popular girl group in the ăRed Dust Domaină.
And at this moment, these girls, who were revered as dream lovers by countless young men, some were hugging ăZong Wenă's hand, some were bending down at his feet, and some were standing behind the sofa, using a pair of jade hands to gently ăKneadă his temples, a wisp of black hair gently swaying with the movement, captivating people's souls.
Seeing this scene that resembled a rosy illusion, ăLiu Qingyană's face did not show the slightest surprise. She wore a black dress, just standing quietly at the door, looking down at the floor, like a silent ghost.
Seeing ăLiu Qingyană walk in, the several girls just casually glanced over, then single-mindedly did their own things, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed of what they were doing.
ăZong Wenă, who was surrounded by the girls, slowly opened his eyes, and a somewhat hoarse voice sounded:
"I heard, you went to find that ăSpecial Envoyă?"
"... Yes."
"Hmph, you are quite shrewd, thinking that climbing up the high branch of the ăSpecial Envoyă, you can transcend from the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă?" ăZong Wenă sneered, "Before I still thought, how difficult you, ăLiu Qingyană, are to deal with, but actually you are just a bitch who wants to be a whore and have a monument to her chastity too.
Pity... the ăSpecial Envoyă doesn't seem to appreciate your kindness, being kicked out a few minutes after entering the door, right? Don't tell me, that ăSpecial Envoyă is a softie who surrenders his gun in a few seconds."
As soon as ăZong Wenă's voice fell, the five "busy" girls around him chuckled. The gazes looking at ăLiu Qingyană were full of ăMockeryă and ridicule. Pairs of delicate palms roamed over ăZong Wenă's body, as if declaring their sovereignty.
"Can't say that, what if Sister Qingyan's skills are really incredible, making that ăSpecial Envoyă willingly surrender?"
"Yeah, Sister Qingyan just has a seductive look, she must have a lot of experience, right? When will you spar with your sisters?"
"Before Sister Qingyan debuted, wasn't she doing ăFabrică business herself in a small town? Could it be she had other part-time jobs?"
"Sister, don't even think about it, she was so young at the time, how could she do any business, still selling ăFabrică... It must be that people buy things and get free gifts~"
Facing the crowd's disdainful gazes and ăZong Wenă's mocking tone, ăLiu Qingyană did not refute, nor did she explain.
She looked quietly at the floor, motionless like a sculpture, letting the knife-like words and gazes fall on her body, piercing her all over with cuts and bruises, but just enduring it quietly, as if she had long been accustomed to all this.
ăZong Wenă narrowed his eyes at ăLiu Qingyană, and after a long while, slowly opened his mouth:
"Come here."
After a brief pause, ăLiu Qingyană took steps towards ăZong Wenă and the ăRose Idolsă on the sofa, finally stopping about a meter away from them.
"Come a little closer." ăZong Wenă said indifferently.
ăLiu Qingyană took another step forward.
The completely naked ăZong Wenă casually spread his legs to ăLiu Qingyană and raised his chin slightly:
"Kneel down."
ăLiu Qingyană stood there quietly, motionless.
Seeing this, ăZong Wenă's brows gradually frowned tightly, "I told you to kneel down!"
ăLiu Qingyană still made no movement. Her eyes reflected these six pale bodies, as if looking at meat pigs, without a trace of emotion.
"ăLiu Qingyană, do you really think that by showing your face in front of the ăSpecial Envoyă, you've become a golden phoenix?" ăZong Wenă's tone was somewhat grim, "Don't forget, who dug you out from ăWillow Townă, who gave you the opportunity to become a superstar! I can promote you to this point, and I can also smash you to pieces!"
As ăZong Wenă spoke, he pushed away a girl in his hand, like a vicious wolf with green light bursting from his eyes, his hands directly grabbing towards ăLiu Qingyană's black skirt...
Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Chairman, the ăSpecial Envoyă has agreed to attend the banquet."
ăZong Wenă's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"... What??"
"News just came from the auction house, saying the ăSpecial Envoyă will come over at noon." The butler repeated it once, ăZong Wenă still found it somewhat unbelievable.
Before, when inviting at the banquet, Chen Ling was clearly perfunctory. Whether towards Paradise or Flower Capital, he didn't show any intention of being willing to attend the banquet, and ăZong Wenă always thought he wouldn't come...
But now, the ăSpecial Envoyă unexpectedly changed his mind without any warning, completely beyond ăZong Wenă's expectations.
What made the ăSpecial Envoyă change his mind?
ăZong Wenă seemed to have thought of something, his gaze falling on ăLiu Qingyană in front of him. During this period, only ăLiu Qingyană went to find the ăSpecial Envoyă... The ăSpecial Envoyă being willing to come to the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă, is very likely related to her.
His gaze suddenly became unpredictable, but thinking of the current predicament of the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă and the intelligence of the ăSpecial Envoyă attending the Beidou Consortium's private banquet yesterday, he still spoke:
"Immediately have someone start arranging, we must welcome the ăSpecial Envoyă with a higher scale than the Beidou Consortium!"
"Yes, I'll go do it right away."
As the butler left in a hurry, ăZong Wenă's gaze towards ăLiu Qingyană became complex. He slowly stood up from the sofa, his wrinkled palms gently lifting ăLiu Qingyană's chin:
"You want to curry favor with the ăSpecial Envoyă, I'll give you this opportunity... If you can make the ăSpecial Envoyă enjoy himself, reversing the situation for our ăFlower Capital Consortiumă, I will return your freedom."
"Tidy up, later you will welcome the ăSpecial Envoyă with me."
He released ăLiu Qingyană, then turned to look at the five girls on the sofa, "You guys... forget it, you don't need to put on clothes, just welcome him like this later."
The girls of the ăRose Idolsă looked at each other, seeing the surprise and pleasant surprise in each other's eyes, but still immediately got up, touching up their makeup completely naked.
"Have someone prepare those best programs too, best if we can keep him here... I don't believe it, is he really a saint with no desires or demands?"