Chapter 121: The Room

Liu Meiyun was a woman with great determination and boldness.

She was born into poverty and was originally just a bar hostess.

Later, she was noticed by Fu Ye, a powerful figure whose influence spanned multiple provinces; after being forced to drink over a dozen glasses of alcohol, she was raped and lost her virginity.

Because she was one of the rare bar hostesses Fu Ye had slept with who was still a virgin.

Fu Ye found it intriguing.

So he took her as his mistress.

She was indeed an extremely intelligent woman; though she harbored deep hatred for Fu Ye, she showed not the slightest sign of it on her face.

Unlike her earlier stubborn resistance after being slapped over a dozen times in a row, Liu Meiyun's later behavior was as if she had become an entirely different person.

It was as if she was psychologically manipulating herself.

What Liu Meiyun truly thought at that time, perhaps even she did not know—she merely instinctively observed expressions and reactions, acting in whatever way best served her.

Until one night, after Fu Ye had drunk too much, he decided to take several major figures to have an intimate exchange with Liu Meiyun; this time, her resistance was even fiercer than before.

Undoubtedly, the only effect of her resistance was one.

It greatly stimulated the man's interest.

They became even more excited.

Afterward, Liu Meiyun's heart turned to ashes.

She once wanted to kill herself, but could not bring herself to give up.

She became even more submissive.

Because she was so obedient, Fu Ye, among all the women he had slept with, still found her the most considerate.

Gradually, she gained Fu Ye's trust.

In the absence of a wife, she was unquestionably the "Big Sister" in the eyes of Fu Ye's subordinates.

After every violent clash, Fu Ye would rest at Liu Meiyun's place, and gradually entrusted her with more power.

She always performed excellently; under multiple tests from Fu Ye, she revealed her loyalty, as if she had truly devoted herself to him with no second thoughts.

Later, many more years passed.

The former bar hostess.

Had become a mature, beautiful serpent.

A ruthless black widow.

Because a year ago, she personally orchestrated her own rise to widowhood.

Fu Ye was killed by Liu Meiyun.

There was no prolonged torture, for fear of unforeseen complications.

She simply threw him into a pond to be fed to the crocodiles.

Fu Ye was Fu Ye—he carried himself with grandeur even as a boss, and even as feed, he was valuable, satisfying half the hunger of the dozen or so crocodiles in the pond.

In one year's time.

Liu Meiyun had fully absorbed Fu Ye's entire power structure.

After becoming familiar with the operations.

She was even bolder than Fu Ye had been.

And more generous than Fu Ye.

She never believed human loyalty could be bought with emotion.

Money was more tangible.

She had once believed in Buddha, but later realized it was useless, so she stopped believing.

She believed in whatever worked.

Money worked, so she believed in money.

…

The hotel room.

Two burly bodyguards stood guard outside the room.

Liu Meiyun lounged lazily on the edge of the bed.

A stack of cash she had pulled from her bag.

Bright red, emitting the distinct odor of ink and paper money.

She flicked the thick wad of bills in her hand.

Her gaze was seductive, dripping with allure.

"Little Brother Xi, if you listen to your sister, I'll support you from now on, okay?"

She had just bathed, wearing a black lacey deep-V evening gown.

Very slutty.

Chen Xi sat nervously on the edge of the bed, inhaling a rich, intoxicating scent that felt almost aphrodisiac.

He lifted his gaze slightly.

And saw the majestic slope of her cleavage, as deep as the Mariana Trench.

Chen Xi, who had long since become impotent due to psychological trauma, now felt a heat surge in his lower abdomen.

In such an alluring scene.

His twisted mind.

Generated a perverse hatred.

He felt that the Liu Meiyun before him.

That ugly face is really disgusting.

Utterly unchaste.

Shameless.

Just like that cheap woman An Yinuo!

He had clearly been so caring and attentive toward her at the start—why was it that just because of a few words from Song Mo, she began to distance herself from him?

If only An Yinuo had kept clinging to him!

How else would he have fallen to such a state!

Hatred churned in Chen Xi's heart.

So much so that, faced with Liu Meiyun's seduction, he still held himself back.

Liu Meiyun had already pressed her body against Chen Xi.

Corroded by money, over the years she had done plenty of dirty deeds and served plenty of men.

She was hardly some pure maiden.

Right now she only wanted to play with a little puppy-boy.

"Xiao Xi, why aren't you looking at your sister here?"

Chen Xi suddenly raised his head.

"Sister, I don't want to do this!"

Liu Meiyun giggled:

"You don't want to do what?"

Chen Xi said firmly:

"I can't do it with you!"

Seeing he wasn't joking or flirting, the look on Liu Meiyun's face gradually cooled.

"The meal's been eaten, the room's been booked, I've already showered and changed—now you're telling me no? You really think I'm dying for your little thing? I just thought you were decent-looking, that's all."

"Do you think I look like an easy pushover?"

Liu Meiyun's face was expressionless.

In her eyes, stripped of any emotion, there was a faint, cold indifference.

Chen Xi felt a chill run down his spine.

But he gritted his teeth.

He said:

"Sister! I know you're in the mob!"

"I want you to do me a favor!"

"Someone's bullying me—help me teach him a lesson!"

Liu Meiyun stared at Chen Xi, making his hair stand on end.

Suddenly, she burst into coquettish laughter.

Then she simply spread her legs and lay back on the bed.

"Come on, tell sister slowly."

Chen Xi was now in an impossible position.

He simply couldn't get it up!

But the arrow was already on the bowstring—he clearly had no room to retreat—and finally, with a vicious resolve in his heart,

Chen Xi lowered his head.

Ducking under the blanket as if crawling into a dog hole.

Even Liu Meiyun was startled.

She had thought he was a pure little virgin.

Who would have thought he was this cheap?

But she quickly stopped thinking about it.

She closed her eyes and began humming a tune.

……

"Sister Yun, slurp~ slurp~ the guy bullying me is called Song Mo, he's a young master of the Song Family of Modu… the family's got assets of a few billion or so…"

"Mm… a small family…"

"Sister Yun, I'm not asking you to do anything to him—it's just that this Song Mo is really good-looking. You know that Piano Prince who's been going viral online?"

"He was super popular recently, the so-called moonlight of the whole internet! That's Song Mo!"

"Him? Now that I do know. I even follow him—I just didn't expect he's actually your enemy too. So what do you want me to do?"

"Sister Yun, I just want you to make him end up just like me."

"Just like you—with nothing to your name, or an orphan? Heh heh, that's asking me to get into the murder-and-arson business…"

"No, Sister Yun, you just need to sleep with him."

Liu Meiyun gave a start, an instinctive twitch.

Chen Xi nearly couldn't catch his breath.

Panting, she took out her phone and pulled up a video of Song Mo.

Looking at the radiant young man on the screen.

Elegant, noble, cool and aloof.

Truly the very embodiment of the moonlight of her dreams.

Chen Xi couldn't hold a candle to him at all.

Liu Meiyun licked her lips.

"This little hunk really is clean."

"This old lady really does like this kind…"

(End of this chapter)