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Chapter 1
At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the neon lights of the city are flickering endlessly, the traffic is busy, and it is extremely prosperous.
The train station is like dumpling, inside and outside the waiting hall, three floors inside and three floors outside, there are all moving heads as far as the eye can see.
Where dragons and snakes mingle, pickpockets are indispensable. A few shirtless men were squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette. Under the night light, their arms were dark and strong, and their eyes were sneakily aiming at the passing passengers, looking for targets.
Soon, several pairs of eyes looked towards the exit and noticed a woman, a young woman.
At night, the woman was still wearing a pair of sunglasses, covering most of her face. Under the light, there was only a sharp chin and lips without lipstick. The shape was thin, sexy and beautiful. She is single, dragging a suitcase in her hands, and is immersed in the phone. She wears a simple gray suit, with graceful curves, knee-length trousers, and long, slender, soft and white calves.
Several men swallowed their saliva and gave each other a look, tacit understanding.
After a few seconds, the cigarettes ran out, and several people dropped their cigarette butts and stood up, looked around, and followed the young woman out of the train station. However, the world is impermanent, and the plan can't change quickly. The lead pickpocket frowned, and saw the woman stop a taxi at the traffic light, throw the suitcase close to the trunk, open the door and get in.
"It's a pity, that figure is like a model, but I can't see the face clearly." The bald head spat on the ground, rubbing his shiny forehead and said.
Soon, the red light jumped for a moment, like a ghost's eye in the night. After it turned green, the taxi engine started, and the woman who made a few strong men think about it went away.
Outside the car window, the lights of thousands of houses in the entire city flashed across the city, and the air conditioner in the car was turned on very low, which cut off the scorching heat.
I didn't realize that there was an air conditioner on the train, but when I got off the train, I realized that City B in summer was indeed no different from a steamer. Shang Mengmeng took off her sunglasses, and tied her beautiful long black hair into a ponytail with the black hair band on her wrist. Her tender white and slender neck was completely exposed to the air, making her feel refreshed.
The taxi driver was a young man in his thirties. He glanced at the rearview mirror. The woman in the mirror had excellent facial features. She had no make-up, was beautiful and clean, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were all delicate like those of a southern woman. She looked twenty-two or three at most. The neckline is neither high nor low, the skin is snow-white, and the shape of the two collarbones is attractive. The scenery below is really intriguing.
"Go to the Evernight Palace." There was fatigue in the voice.
Nightclub, the nightclub with the highest consumption in City B, most of the people who come and go are either dignitaries or dignitaries.
Only then did the driver come back to his senses, looked away, and coughed twice as if to cover up something, obviously a little embarrassed. Nodding while turning the steering wheel, "Okay, I got it."
Shang Mengmeng didn't bother to answer, leaned her neck slightly, and collapsed on the back seat with her eyes closed.
There was a text message lying on the phone, which was received ten minutes ago. It was also this news that directly disrupted her plan to go home and sleep like a pig. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, but her brows were twisted into a "Chuan".
The sender was Rong Yi, her best friend, an undergraduate student at the Film Academy, graduated for one year, and has been waiting for the opportunity to act. The content of the text message is as follows: Mengmeng, I am in the Evernight Palace with several producers, and something is wrong. They wouldn't let me go, and kept pouring me alcohol. I'm a little dizzy now, or you'll pick me up? The room number is C07.
After receiving the text message, the first thing Shang Mengmeng did was to call Rong Yi back. Called four times in a row, but no one answered. She sensed that something might have happened.
Shang Mengmeng gritted her teeth, clenched her fist with her left hand and slammed the seat down hard. The driver was suspicious, looked back at her, hesitated again and again, handed over a cigarette, and asked in a probing tone, "Miss, do you smoke?
" .
However, the other party didn't even look at him, "I don't smoke."
The driver was resentful, and of course he was too embarrassed to talk, so he could only put back his cigarette and drive silently. Fortunately, the Evernight Palace and the train station are in the same direction of City B, not too far apart. Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the Evernight Palace, "Miss, we have arrived."
Shang Mengmeng opened her eyes, glanced at the meter quickly, took out her wallet and handed over a hundred-yuan bill, and then got out of the car. He opened the trunk, picked up the suitcase and ran towards the Palace of Evernight.
In the night, the building resembles a mansion in the Ming Dynasty, but it is five stories high. The animal head gate, red lacquer, nine-fold nails, and two five-linked palace lanterns hang on both sides of the gate plaque. A stone tablet stands impressively, with big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes, inlaid with lights: The palace of eternal bliss on earth.
The taxi driver looked around and saw the slender figure running in a hurry, with two long, slender legs straight and carved like jade, "Beauty, I haven't asked you for money yet!" In City B, there are many rich people who like to have fun
. There are also many rich people. Most high-end nightclubs are membership-based, and VIP cards are required to enter and exit. In this regard, the Evernight Palace is different. It is the only fully open high-end nightclub in City B. There are no thresholds, no restrictions on social status and identity , as long as you can afford the money, who cares whether you are an emperor or a beggar.
There were two strong men in suits in front of the door. They opened the door without stopping after seeing Shang Mengmeng.
The first floor is the area with the lowest consumption, just like ordinary nightclubs, with a dance floor in the middle, a stylishly dressed male DJ plays, and a female DJ with plump breasts and slender waist leads the dance.
Shang Mengmeng didn't even look at it, and walked directly to the service desk. After leaving the suitcase, she grabbed a waiter wearing rabbit ears, "I'm looking for someone. Take me to C07." The waiter was only ten years old
. Eight or nine years old, with heavy makeup still can't hide his good looks. After looking Shang Mengmeng up and down, the little girl nodded and led her into the elevator.
The red number jumped from 1 to 3. The waiter walked out of the elevator door and was about to speak when Shang Mengmeng walked out in a daze.
Her face was very pale, her hands were clenched into fists by her side, ignoring the shouts from the waiter behind her, she strode forward, searching one by one. Finally, the number C07 appeared above the door of a private room. She took a deep breath and slammed on the door, "Bang bang bang".
No one cares.
She continued, almost slamming, "Bang bang bang bang bang—"
Several waiters gathered around, both men and women. One of the tall young men said with a smile, "Miss, I'm very sorry, the guests in this private room have ordered not to be disturbed." "
Really?" Shang Mengmeng gritted her teeth and sneered, kicking the door directly, " What are you doing so shady?"
At this moment, the door lock slammed softly, and someone opened it from the inside. A middle-aged man with alcoholic cheeks opened the door and glanced at Shang Mengmeng, "You Who is the mother?"
The door opened, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked behind the man. When she caught a glimpse of the familiar figure on the sofa, her suppressed anger was finally completely ignited, and the blood all over her body rushed to her forehead.
"Damn, you uncle!"
Shang Mengmeng cursed, picked up the wine bottle from the waiter's tray, and threw it at the man. The middle-aged man was not too drunk, so he quickly took a step back in fright, the wine bottle was empty, and the door was completely opened.
Her eyes were getting redder, and she entered the room holding the bottle neck. The light was dim, empty wine bottles were scattered all over the table, and the air was full of the smell of alcohol. In addition to the one who opened the door, there were two other producers in the private room, one of them was wearing glasses and his trousers were half-cut, and he was holding an unpacked condom in his hand.
The white and tender female body lay horizontally on the sofa, the button of the shirt was torn, exposing large areas of snow-white skin.
"You are an immortal."
Shang Mengmeng laughed back angrily, and smashed the wine bottle on the top of the eye-eyed man's head.
The man was unprepared, and suddenly screamed, covered his head and rolled to the ground bleeding. She ignored it, threw the broken wine bottle casually, and slapped Roy in the face.
His cheeks were hot and full of tears, he was conscious, but his whole body was weak.
Shang Mengmeng's lips were about to be bitten off, so she stabilized her hands to help Rong Yi put on her shirt and panties, put her arms on her shoulders, and tried her best, "Can I go?"
Rong Yi couldn't speak. I was struggling, and cried even more when I saw her, "I'm afraid I've been drugged, I don't have the strength..."
The two uninjured producers came back to their senses, and quickly called 120 with trembling hands. The head with glasses was bleeding like Note, fell to the ground, only half life left.
The waiters looked calm and composed, as if they were used to this kind of scene. The foreman was a tall, thin man, in his thirties. After looking at the situation in C07, he frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Notify 120 to get the person away. Several bosses are here today. Hold on, don't be disturbed.
" As soon as the words were finished, a mellow voice came, teasingly, like a joke: "Yo, it's rare to meet someone who dares to make trouble here. Brother and nobleman, it's rare to come, and there will be a show when you come."
The waiters were startled, and turned their heads to look at the end of the corridor. After greeting each of them, they respectfully retreated to the side.
The man's voice was very loud, and Shang Mengmeng in the room heard it too. Immediately afterwards, she heard footsteps coming towards the door of their private room.
A pair of brown men's leather shoes kicked the empty wine bottle on the ground, making a crisp and piercing sound. She was very vigilant and subconsciously stood in front of the disheveled Rong Yi.
Without knowing the identities and intentions of these people, Shang Mengmeng did not dare to be careless.
Soon, the footsteps stopped, and several figures behind the back of the light slowly appeared at the door of the room. Their faces were not clear for a while, but their figures were all strong and tall.
The man walking in the front was wearing an orange-red suit, about twenty-five years old, with a handsome and delicate appearance, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. He glanced roughly at the private room, his expression exaggeratedly surprised, and slightly bent over to examine her, "Okay, little girl, you're ruthless enough."
Shang Mengmeng didn't speak.
Her attention was not on him. Among the several figures, a man stood at the back and could not see his face clearly, but his silhouette was tall and straight. He obviously didn't say a word, but he had an indescribable aura that was so strong that it could not be ignored.
Another voice sounded, as soft and smooth as running water, "Third brother, you are a guest, don't offend me. Ask what's going on first." Yi Jiangnan raised the corners of his lips and picked up the condom
box on the table to play with, with a foolish expression on his face. "Second brother, it's clear at a glance what's going on."
Afterwards, both of them stopped talking, and the black figure took two steps forward.
He is tall and muscular, and through a layer of straight black suit, you can almost feel the muscles that are about to emerge under the fabric. The lines on the arms are bulging, quite strong.
Shang Mengmeng looked up.
It was an absolutely memorable face.
The facial features are extremely clear and distinct, and the contour lines are as sharp as a knife. Bronze complexion, with a sense of primitive wildness. The most eye-catching thing is the pair of eyes, very deep, sharp like an eagle's eyes, pitch black and invisible, unexpectedly very handsome.
She was looking at him, and he was looking at her.
In two or three seconds, Shang Mengmeng looked away. The man's gaze was full of oppression and aggression, making him uncomfortable.
At this time, the drunken producer from before woke up and stammered: "Misunderstanding, we..."
Yi Jiangnan kicked over and sneered, "It's very courageous to play adultery on the Mu family's territory Grandson." After speaking, he looked at Mu Cheng, "Brother, what can we do?"
Mu Cheng looked at the blood on the ground and the man who had almost lost his life, and then at the seemingly weak woman, suddenly felt a little interesting.
"Send them to the hospital first." The voice was low and deep, slightly hoarse, with a playful tone.
Hearing these words, Shang Mengmeng knew they could get away. After helping Rong Yi, the effect of the medicine has almost passed, and she can barely walk around.
From the sofa to the door, a few steps away, the two women walked tremblingly. Shang Mengmeng lowered her head and did not speak from the beginning to the end. She tried her best to support Rong Yi and walked out. When he walked to the door, he didn't pay attention to the blood on the ground, his foot slipped, but his arm was suddenly held by a hand.
Her fingertips trembled, and she lowered her head subconsciously.
That hand was also bronze in color, with even color and luster. The nails were neatly trimmed and clearly slender, but the touch felt unbearably rough. The palm is very thick, like the pulp of the finger, it is full of calluses. Touching her slender white and smooth arm, it was like burning.
"Little girl," Mu Cheng said next to her white and tender earlobe. There was a red stud on it, and after careful inspection, she found that it was a bunch of delicate cherries. The voice was deep and sexy, with a fermented smoky voice, "Look at the road."
Shang Mengmeng immediately withdrew her hand, "Thank you." The voice was not loud, and she didn't care if the other party could hear her. After speaking, he supported Rong Yi and walked out quickly.
Not a few steps away from the private room, Rong Yi turned to look at her, glanced at the blood on her hands and pants, and said worriedly: "Mengmeng... are you not injured?"
She shrugged and smiled nonchalantly, " It's good."
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Chapter 2
is actually not good at all.
The previous wine bottle smashed the producer's head, and the shards of glass scratched her hand. She didn't feel it before, but after walking out of the gate, the cold wind blew, and then she felt a dull pain in the tiger's mouth. Glancing down, he found that the blood had dried and congealed, turning into a very dark, very dark red.
Shang Mengmeng looked up to the sky with a long sigh, hailed a taxi, and helped Rong Yi in.
Rong Yi had no more tears, wiped her face, and pulled off the thick false eyelashes, her voice was hoarse and trembling, "I'm causing you trouble again. It's just such a fuss today, I guess..." Shang Mengmeng
vomited He pinched his brows angrily, "Come on, sister, go back and take a shower and get a good night's sleep.
Let's talk about tomorrow's business tomorrow." There was an inexplicable desolation in her eyes.
He closed his eyes and planned to take a nap, but a pair of black eyes appeared in the darkness, staring at her, their gazes were arrogant and full of wildness, as elite as wolves.
Shang Mengmeng's heart tightened, she opened her eyes suddenly and supported her forehead - it's better to forget such an unpleasant memory as soon as possible.
It was nearly three o'clock in the morning when I returned to my apartment on Huanan Road.
Hardcover set four, the subway station is just outside the door, the transportation is convenient, and the surrounding facilities are also considered complete. In City B, the price of such a house is an astronomical figure for a third-rate model like Shang Mengmeng, so she rented this apartment together, and apart from Rong Yi, she has two other roommates.
Too many things happened in one night, Shang Mengmeng was already exhausted, entered the elevator and pressed "24", leaning her back against the mirror wall, exhaled heavily through her nose. Taking a look at Rong Yi, her clothes were disheveled and her make-up was dirty, she was looking down at her mobile phone, her beautiful eyebrows were twisted into a knot.
"What's wrong?"
"..." Rong Yi raised her head, and said with some embarrassment, "Ji Ruyan has brought someone back again."
Hearing this, Shang Mengmeng rolled her eyes and gritted her back teeth the moment the elevator door opened Say a dirty word.
Opening the door, the room was pitch black with no lights on. She stopped at the entrance and saw a pair of men's leather shoes besides a pair of red high heels on the ground. She was silent for a while, then threw her luggage and bag on the sofa, and walked towards one of the four bedrooms.
The door was closed tightly, but it couldn't hide the heat inside. The door panel was banged loudly, every time it was heavy and powerful.
Shang Mengmeng's face was full of disgust, and before she could speak, another door opened wide, and a young woman in pajamas came out aggressively, kicked the door fiercely, and was furious: "I said big sister, can you keep quiet?" How about?"
The girl who spoke was only one year old Shang Mengmeng, with delicate features, her surname was Qin and her name was Jinghan, and she was one of the tenants of 2403. When the voice fell to the ground, the bedroom really stopped.
Shang Mengmeng's face felt hot, she turned around and turned on the headlight in the living room, and sat down on the sofa.
Not long after, the door opened, and a tall man with a
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