"Alright, let's go with this woman. She looks quite pleasing."
On the table, several tablets displayed the profiles and appearances of nine women.
These nine women not only needed to be healthy and free of hereditary issues, but they also shared a common trait: beauty, yet they were all obscure and had no relatives around them.
Only such women could be discarded without the risk of causing trouble, as they lacked the ability to do so.
Ye Zixun only wanted a woman who could bear his child to deal with his father's entanglements.
However, since it was his offspring, it couldn't be too bad; basic intelligence and quality were still required.
"Young Master, don't worry. We'll take care of it right away! We'll bring her here immediately!"
That's right; it was indeed about bringing her here. Ye Zixun's approach had always been ruthless, and after all, she was just a woman. He wasn't unwilling to pay!
On a summer night, the bar street became increasingly lively, filled with bright lights and various men and women indulging in madness.
Lan Baobao sat alone in an inconspicuous bar, downing bottles of Martell. When approached by anyone trying to flirt, she had only one word: "Get lost!"
"Sister Lan, please come with us for a moment!"
Lan Baobao looked up and saw a group of men in suits. She sneered, "Pan Xinzi's people? Let me tell you, I would rather die than marry Pan Xinzi! That bastard will only use me! He will only use me!"
"Sister Lan, I apologize!"
In the next moment, someone covered her mouth, and she fell into a deep sleep.
"Hurry up, Young Master is still waiting at the hotel!" The leader said while blocking Lan Baobao's mouth and tying her hands to prevent her from going wild in the car.
Another person sighed, "This woman is indeed quite attractive, but unfortunately, she's caught the Young Master's eye and can't be taken home; she can only go to the hotel!"
"There's nothing we can do; the Young Master has a cleanliness obsession and won't bring women back to the villa."
The leading man carried the dazed Lan Baobao and stuffed her into the car.
Ye Zixun looked at the sleeping Lan Baobao, his eyes narrowing slightly as he smiled, "Not bad, better looking than in the photos. Just leave her there; notify me when she wakes up!"
Ye Zixun had no interest in a woman who showed no resistance. Women were only interesting when they were a little reluctant; if they acted like a dead fish, he might as well buy an inflatable doll.
Just as he was about to turn away, a shy "Hmm..." escaped from Lan Baobao's throat. "Bastard..."
Bastard? Was he the one?
Ye Zixun suddenly turned around, and Lan Baobao slapped him across the face without hesitation.
He was stunned, and everyone else was stunned as well.
Did this woman just hit Ye Zixun?
No one could believe what had just happened.
Ye Zixun covered his face, seething with anger, while Lan Baobao was completely drunk. With the alcohol kicking in, she cried out, "Bastard! You big idiot, men are really the most annoying!"
"Oh... you slapped me and you're still so arrogant. You will pay for this, you dead woman!"
Lan Baobao hazily opened her eyes, only able to see a shadow in front of her moving around, unable to make out the person's features.
"Am I cursing you?"
Did I curse someone? Ah, right, I was cursing. I was cursing that pervert Pan Xinzi, that bastard!
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