The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 477 - 476: Speaking With Money_1

Chapter 477: Chapter 476: Speaking With Money_1

Before she could digest it, Chu Ji’s call came in.

"Ye Ranran!"

Listening to Chu Ji grinding his teeth, Ye Ranran laughing heartily: "Mayor Chu, what do you need this poor girl for? Oh, I almost forgot to ask you, how does it feel to sleep with another man’s wife?"

Without waiting for Chu Ji to answer, she continued: "And, I want to interview you, was the police station’s floor comfortable to sleep on?"

"Sleeping with another man’s wife feels really good. Incidentally, you’re also someone else’s wife. Why don’t we give it a try?" After getting a hold of himself, Chu Ji returned the favor, turning the tables on Ye Ranran.

"Sure, if you have the guts." Ye Ranran took the challenge head-on.

"I’m looking forward to it." Chu Ji’s tone no longer held the previous rushed frustration, instead containing a hint of seduction.

"I’ll give you my room number, why don’t you swing by tonight?" Ye Ranran extended an invitation.

Chu Ji didn’t immediately answer, instead pondering what tricks she was up to this time.

"What? Scared now? Chickening out?"

Faced with Ye Ranran’s provocation, Chu Ji accepted the challenge: "I’m in."

Just as expected, Ye Ranran composed a text message, giving Che Hao’s room number to Chu Ji.

"What did you say?" Che Hao asked, word by word.

"I’m hosting a party in your room tonight. If you’re interested, you can join, otherwise find yourself another room." Ye Ranran swiped through a web page with her fingers non-stop.

This one’s too skinny, no good, she shook her head.

"Why my room?" Che Hao got a bit frantic.

"What, you’d rather I use my own room?" Ye Ranran raised her eyebrows.

Che Hao was momentarily at a loss for words.

Lowering his head, he saw the photographs in Ye Ranran’s hand and asked inquisitively, "What are you up to?"

"Oh, these people’s sexual orientations are a bit different from us normal people, I’m planning to host a gay party tonight, hehehe..." Ye Ranran replied.

Listening to Ye Ranran’s series of sinister laughter, Che Hao felt goosebumps on his skin.

"This one looks very sturdy, muscular. Likely to be good in action, don’t you think?" Ye Ranran laid a photograph in front of Che Hao.

Che Hao pushed her hand away. "I don’t know, you check them out at your own pace."

"By the way, does Jun Mochan know?" Che Hao took a few steps, looked back and asked.

Ye Ranran nodded, "Of course, he does. He’s the one who picked these guys."

Che Hao’s mouth twitched, and without uttering another word, he left.

That night, by the time Chu Ji arrived, Ye Ranran was already waiting at the door. She stood there quietly, a gentle smile on her face.

The dim hallway light shone on her, elegant and serene, appearing like a wife waiting for her husband’s return.

"You’re here? Come in?" Ye Ranran gave Chu Ji a faint smile and took the initiative to open the door and go in.

Inside, five men were already waiting. Ye Ranran gave them a signal.

They nodded in agreement.

Chu Ji followed Ye Ranran inside and as he was about to close the door behind him, a pair of big hands grabbed his waist, while another pair covered his mouth and nose.

The sweet scent filled his nostrils, and very soon, his body went limp.

He felt a heat rush throughout his body, like a parched fish, desperately yearning for nourishment.

The burly man holding him carried Chu Ji to the bed.

Ye Ranran made space for them and turned to the guy with the camera, "Remember, shoot from every single angle."

The guy gave an ’ok’ sign, "Don’t worry, you’re paying for it."