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Chimu Jiu playfully patted his waist, a meaningful smile on her face. Behind her, several subordinates lowered their heads, pretending not to notice anything.
Du Hengyan's body stiffened slightly; after clearing his throat twice, he feigned calmness and walked towards the meeting floor.
After Du Hengyan left with his entourage, Chimu Jiu didn’t linger on the deck. The ship's hall was brightly lit, with dazzling lights cascading from the ornate chandelier on the ceiling, illuminating the entire space with a brilliant glow. She settled onto the large sofa in the center, where an exquisitely crafted marble coffee table stood before her. The smooth surface reflected the light like a mirror.
The coffee table was laden with an array of fruits and snacks. There were many kinds of fruit and a variety of snacks, but after rummaging through for quite some time, Chimu Jiu couldn’t find the spicy strips she had been craving—not even a single bag of chips!
“Damn it! Du Hengyan is so stingy! Zero stars!” she pouted and plopped back down onto the sofa.
A large screen in the hall caught her eye; it occupied an entire wall and was currently playing the latest movie. The clear visuals and stunning sound effects seemed to transport one into another world. Several subordinates stood at various points around her, their postures straight, ready to attend to her every need.
By the way, what happened to those sex slaves? Chimu Jiu remained undeterred and continued to sift through the pile of snacks while casually asking.
“The boss instructed us to ensure they are well-fed and well-watered. They will be released once we finish here,” one subordinate replied respectfully.
Chimu Jiu nodded. “You don’t have to stand so close; it’s a bit awkward.”
She felt somewhat self-conscious; with so many people standing around her, even lying down felt uncomfortable. The subordinates understood her unspoken words.
“Madam Bai, we’ll stand back a bit. If you need anything, just let us know.”
After all, the boss had given strict orders to take good care of the lady before leaving. One by one, the others left the lounge, waiting outside.
Only then did Chi Mu Jiu relax and sink into the sofa, recalling her visit to the casino in the early hours of the morning. It was only now that she finally had a moment to unwind after the excitement of the night.
Although the film on the big screen was thrilling, she gradually felt herself becoming drowsy. In her hazy state, she heard voices coming from the corridor outside, growing louder and more distinct. The noise was somewhat bothersome, and the language spoken was obscure and hard to understand. Frowning slightly, she turned over in an attempt to find a more comfortable position to continue her sleep.
However, the voices from above only grew louder, accompanied by footsteps approaching from afar. There were both male and female voices, speaking in neither Chinese nor English, but rather some unique dialect or minor language.
Irritated, she sat up from the sofa to see what was happening. Just as her gaze turned toward the spiral staircase leading into the building, she locked eyes with a pair of bright, piercing eyes.
It was the man who had been caged.
At that moment, he also noticed Chi Mu Jiu lounging on the sofa. The dark red dress she wore was uniquely designed; it not only showcased a luxurious style but also maintained an understated elegance while perfectly accentuating her slender waist.
Her fair face was dignified and elegant, yet it revealed an obvious weariness. When he first saw her, she had been wearing a mask that added an air of mystery. He had imagined that beneath that mask lay a stunning visage, but even after countless fantasies about her appearance over the past two days, nothing could compare to this moment of genuine connection.
In that instant when their eyes met, his gaze revealed a complex emotion that was difficult to articulate. This look stirred Chi Mu Jiu's senses back to life, filling her with a sense of confusion and unease.
The atmosphere in the lounge shifted subtly; the opulent surroundings contrasted sharply with the current tension. Beside him stood several women, each bearing visible scars on their faces yet possessing striking figures and features.
These women noticed that the man who had been conversing with them moments ago was now staring intently in one direction. Their gazes followed his focus and landed on Chi Mu Jiu.
"Master!"
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