Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 49 - 049. A person who took her to sell, yet she had to say thank you to him.

Chapter 49: 049. A person who took her to sell, yet she had to say thank you to him.

Nan Wan listened quietly, keeping her gaze lowered, so she didn’t notice the meaningful look in the man’s eyes. "I think, Mr. Mu, this is rather pointless. Not only does it waste your time, but it also troubles me."

However, he didn’t seem to be listening to what she said.

Mu Jin Huan raised his hand to bring the cigarette to his lips, taking a drag. The flame flared brightly for a moment before dimming again.

The bluish-white smoke rose slowly, shrouding his face, misty and indistinct.

Then, he stubbed it out and rolled up the car window. "Opportunity used up, don’t regret it."

He restarted the car and turned around.

The whole process took only a few seconds.

Nan Wan was a bit dazed, lifting her head to stare blankly at the man’s profile, asking in confusion, "Where are we going now?"

In the depths of Mu Jin Huan’s eyes, there was an emotion that others could not understand. His thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke two faint words, "Home."

Nan Wan kept looking at him, and after a while, realized that when he said home, it might really mean going home, and to his home at that.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn’t help raising her voice, "Stop the car."

After turning the corner, the car sped up significantly.

Mu Jin Huan’s thin lips curved into a barely noticeable smile, as he leisurely spoke two words, "Too late."

He freed one hand to turn on the music. An elegant piano piece flowed out, creating a very serene atmosphere.

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Charming Night Bar.

The manager walked at the front, followed by five or six young women dressed in revealing and glamorous outfits, instructing them as he walked, "Give it your all when we get inside. If any of them take a liking to you, you won’t have to worry about the rest of your lives, got it?"

Light sparkled in the young women’s eyes, showing either excitement or agitation, and they all responded in unison, "Got it, we will."

Bai Ruoshu was the last in the line, keeping her head down and not joining in.

Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, fingers gripping so hard that her knuckles turned white.

Stopping at the entrance of a VIP room, the manager walked up to Bai Ruoshu, gently patting her arm, and smiled, "Everyone gets nervous their first time, relax."

Honestly, such heavy makeup and revealing clothes contrasted sharply with her aura.

Bai Ruoshu pinched the back of her hand hard, needing the pain to stay conscious, conscious of her situation.

Money, she needed money.

Forcing a difficult smile on her face, she whispered, "Thank you, Manager."

It’s ironic that she had to thank the person who was taking her to sell herself.

The manager had seen many girls like her, whether due to life’s hardships or being forced by circumstances, all with the same goal – money.

With a top-notch face and figure, but for someone from a scholarly family to fall into such a life, it was somewhat regrettable.

"Keep your head up, try to stand at the front, and smile more; you’ll look better that way."

After saying this, the manager pushed open the door to the room.

The pungent smell of tobacco and alcohol filled the entire private room.