n, nodded vigorously and took a step back, placing the strawberry cake back on the table.And then, tilting her little head back, she asked Ho Ming-zheng: "Can I eat later Uncle, I want to eat the sesa..."I didn't expect Mr. Huo to speak French and German so well. I thought you were a native speaker." Kevin put down his glass and smiled.

Ho Mingzheng took a sip of wine, noncommittally, "Mr. Kevin speaks Chinese very well."

"That's because I really like China and it's an honor for me to cooperate with such an excellent Chinese businessman as you."

The woman sat up straight, bringing the cigar to Huo Mingzheng's lips and opening her mouth in a seductive tone: "I'll serve you."

The blonde beauty was alluringly provocative, one strap nearly slipped off her shoulder, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her ample bosom.

Huo Mingzheng turned his head slightly, and the cigar was taken by him as if by instinct. The woman lunged but missed, just about to make another move when she felt a chill in the air around the man. Frightened, she didn't dare come any closer.

Kevin, with a smirk, said: “You can all step back. Mr. Huo is a man of high moral standards, and you are out of his reach.”

Those several young women all went out of the private room.

Ho Mingzheng took a puff of cigar, the dense smoke dispersing, obscuring the expression in his cold and lonely eyes, "Mr. Kevin knows me well."

"Mr. Huo is my business partner, and I'm afraid that if anything is not done well enough, Mr. Huo won't feel at home, and your trip will be unpleasant. It would all be my fault."

Kevin's speech was very well-spoken.

Ho Mingzheng leaned against the back of the sofa, a cigar burning slowly between his fingers. He unbuttoned the top button of his collar with one hand, loosening his tie. From refined elegance to unrestrained flamboyance, every facet seemed to fit him perfectly.

"Since Mr. Kevin knows me so well, he must also be very clear about my temper."

Kevin narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of ruthlessness in them. A smile played on his lips as he said, "It's only a 15% discount. How could I make Mr. Huo uncomfortable Just consider it like I never mentioned it. If I upset Mr. Huo, I'll take the blame."

Kevin had learned the subtleties of Chinese drinking culture to a tee, raising his glass in a toast to Huo Mingzheng.

Ho Mingzheng raised his glass in a toast and finished the remaining wine.

Kevin glanced at Huo Mingzheng's glass of wine as he placed it back on the table. He leaned back against the sofa, took a puff of his cigar with a half-smile, and said, "Yesterday I specially kept the actors from Wild Horse Show to let Mr. Huo relax. Why don't we change locations"

In these European high societies, a show of wild horses is more than just striptease.

"Good." Huo Mingzheng smiled meaningfully, moving the cigar from his lips. The whole person fell into the light and shadow, depressed yet alluring.

As soon as he stepped out of the private room, Huo Mingzheng's foot wobbled slightly.

"Mr. Huo, you seem to be drunk," Kevin walked up and held onto Huo Mingzheng's arm, worriedly saying, "You need to rest like this."

Today, the bodyguards of both parties are outside the club.

Kevin was also the one who protected Huo Mingzheng and took him away. Now, this place is all his people.

He instructed the waiter, “Take this gentleman to the room upstairs.”

Even among this group of tall Europeans, Huo Mingzheng stood out with his impressive height. Two waiters helped him into the elevator.

Kevin watched as Huo Mingzheng was escorted away, a sneer curling his lips. "Huo Mingzheng, even with all your carefulness, you didn't expect the cigar paired with your drink to become a powerful aphrodisiac. By then, whether you agree or not, you'll have to agree with me."

The waiter left the room.

Huo Mingzheng got up single-handedly, supporting himself from the bed. Waves of heat surged through his body.

Suddenly, the door to the room was flung open and a blonde woman in a white bathrobe walked in.

She untied the sash of her bathrobe in front of Huo Mingzheng, opened it, and the robe lost its restraint, slipping to the floor in an instant....o Yuanshi's face, bent down to place Fu Yan in the car seat, adjusted the height of the pillow, then closed the car door before slowly turning back.His tall and long-legged figure stood in a patch of...