20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3759 Looks Like Lin Xiaojie
Zhao Chang'an walked to the door of Qiao Yan's room and saw that one of the two women in bodycon dresses had come out and the other had disappeared through the doorway, knowing that they had finalized a deal.

The woman in the bodycon skirt, holding a piece of paper, turned her head and her eyes lit up when she heard Zhao Chang'an's footsteps. However, when she saw Zhao Chang'an standing in room 513 where Qiao Yan lived, she glanced down at the paper in her hand and lost interest. Instead, she walked forward in her high heels, swaying her hips, seemingly heading towards the door of her next target's room.

Zhao Chang'an could guess what was written on the paper; it was nothing more than a side job for some hotel staff members outside of their regular work—information brokers.

Looking at the woman's swaying waist and hip curves, she was quite good-looking, with a good figure, fair skin, a soft oval face, long hair draped over her shoulders, almond eyes, and peach-blossom cheeks. She was at least prettier and more charming than Qiao Yan.

Moreover, she is very good at dressing seductively, blending a worldly air with a pure and youthful vibe. With her long legs in black stockings, full breasts, and a soft, slender waist, she exudes a wanton charm while also giving off the impression of a virtuous woman who has just been forced into prostitution by a gambling addict who is in debt.

Zhao Chang'an felt that this woman looked a bit like Lin Xiaojie, but not quite. However, Lin Xiaojie in her cheongsam and this woman in her pencil skirt did have some similarities in terms of figure, height, and face shape.

If this one is already of such high quality, then the one that went in must be even better.

If Zhao Chang'an were alone in this foreign land tonight, he might actually be willing to spend money to have some fun with someone like this.

And no matter what the other one looks like, Zhao Chang'an will definitely choose this one because she looks like Lin Xiaojie. If the other one is also good, he can just spend a little more money to buy double the happiness.

He was a little surprised, though. Although the hotel He Cai booked for Xiang Yong and his wife wasn't exactly low-class, it was still pretty good, with a standard double room costing a little over a hundred yuan a night.

Given the spending standards of guests in this hotel, it's probably best not to price these two bodycon skirts too high.

For items like this, you could easily negotiate a price of seven or eight hundred yuan per visit at a high-end hotel like the Optics Valley Hotel.

The woman seemed to sense Zhao Chang'an's gaze, turned around and glanced at him, her eyes filled with disdain. This surprised Zhao Chang'an. "You've already come out to sell yourself, and you still look down on me?"

Zhao Chang'an didn't knock on the door. Instead, he took out his phone and dialed Qiao Yan's number, saying, "Open the door."

The woman at the end of the corridor turned into the stairwell. Without the cushioning of the carpet, her high heels clicked rhythmically on the floor before falling silent, presumably waiting for her colleague to finish.

As the door was opened a crack, Zhao Chang'an pushed it open and went inside. The curtains were drawn in the bright room, and Qiao Yan stood naked in front of Zhao Chang'an, her pretty face flushed red with shyness, her eyes lowered, her skin strikingly white.

One hand was stretched across her chest, pressed tightly and deformed to cover her, while the other hand was placed below. The back of her fair and delicate hand was like a fig leaf beneath an ancient Greek goddess statue, reserved yet containing a passionate and unrestrained desire.

This was also the way Zhao Chang'an had asked Qiao Yan to greet him when he stood in the room of the Optics Valley Hotel.

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Qiao Yan wanted to turn off the light, but Zhao Chang'an didn't tell her to. Instead, he made her lie on the bed with her upper body on the bed and her two long legs dangling in the air.

Zhao Chang'an smiled at her, because his keen hearing allowed him to hear several footsteps coming from the stairwell, followed by the sound of a door opening and angry shouts.

He then understood why the woman in the bodycon skirt looked back at him with such disdain; it turned out she wasn't a prostitute, but rather a performer of acrobatic honey traps.

Now that I'm full and satisfied, I can finally cuddle with my beautiful wife and go to sleep.

The child was sleeping soundly on the side, and Zhao Chang'an felt a special warmth watching him.

Qiao Yan still couldn't let go, burying her rosy face in his chest, listening to Zhao Chang'an's strong heartbeat. She wanted to synchronize her breathing with his, but Zhao Chang'an's breathing was steady and long, while she was panting heavily and a little rapid.

She felt like she was going crazy, utterly shameless. She had gone mad ever since Zhao Chang'an told her to take off her pajamas on the phone.

She couldn't say whether she had wronged or wronged Xiang Yong, but he was, after all, her husband, and she had cheated on him.

Qiao Yan felt guilty and decided to treat Xiang Yong a little better when she got back.

But it's only slightly better; don't even think about sleeping with her!

However, he can keep a mistress outside, and I won't interfere.

Suddenly, Qiao Yan's phone vibrated; it was Xiang Yong calling. "How annoying!"

Qiao Yan was startled by the vibration. Seeing that it was Xiang Yong calling, she was annoyed and wanted to hang up.

"You should answer the call. If you don't, he might come up and catch you cheating."

Zhao Chang'an suggested with a smile, which made Qiao Yan tense up. She could only frown and answer the phone.

"Why are you calling so late? Your daughter is already asleep."

Qiao Yan immediately launched into an impatient interrogation.

"Qiao Yan, do you have any money?"

Xiang Yong's voice sounded somewhat dejected, trembling and indistinct.

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Yan didn't understand.

"That's right, that's right—"

Are you Xiang Yong's lover?

Xiang Yong was interrupted by a loud and authoritative voice before he could finish speaking.

"Yes, you are?"

"This is the Xinqilu Police Station in Guanggu—"

With the concise explanation from the other end, Zhao Chang'an and Qiao Yan understood.

Just now, Xiang Yong was making a deal with a con artist posing as a prostitute. He was being tricked by the female con artist and her accomplice into a honey trap, when they received a tip from a concerned citizen and launched a swift and decisive operation, arresting them in one fell swoop.

According to a quick preliminary interrogation conducted at the scene, it was learned that Xiang Yong had forcibly pulled down the female swindler's pants and slapped her several times when she resisted.

If there hadn't been the incident of forcibly pulling down his pants and hitting him, it would have been enough to just criticize and educate him. But now, the nature of his actions has become twofold.

It should be handled either as soliciting prostitution, or as assault and attempted rape with the intent to rape.

However, since the other party set up a honey trap, the punishment can be lenient, and the offender can be punished for soliciting prostitution.

Considering that Qiao Yan had a child with her, they called instead of going upstairs to knock on the door and ask.

Qiao Yan, whose pretty face was flushed with anger, turned red and then pale.

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Zhao Chang'an and Qiao Yan parted ways at the door of the room. Qiao Yan took the elevator to the fourth floor with her sleeping daughter in her arms, while Zhao Chang'an prepared to take the stairs and quietly go over to listen to the commotion.

He really didn't want to go back to the hotel in the middle of the night in such cold weather. If things went smoothly, he would go upstairs to Qiao Yan's room to rest.

When he reached the bottom of the stairwell, he heard noises below and saw a fat man eavesdropping in the darkness.

There was also a suitcase next to it.