Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 39, check it out, as long as you can bear the consequences.

When the cool, gentle hand slowly moved to Chi Yige's Adam's apple, he unconsciously rolled his head up and down with the movement.

He coughed lightly, trying to cover up his momentary unease, but did not reach out to stop her.

He lowered his eyes, gazing intently at the bold woman before him. The cool touch felt like an electric current, spreading from his Adam's apple throughout his body.

His breath hitched slightly.

The woman slowly leaned into his arms, her movements carrying a touch of gentleness and allure.

Just then, she suddenly reached out and ripped off the hair tie from her head.

His long, flowing hair cascaded down in the dim light, gently brushing against his arms and falling onto his chest.

Immediately afterwards, she leaned down slightly, close to his ear, and breathed softly, "Young Master Chi is always generous, so I'm sure he won't be stingy with a little tip!"

Chi Yige was taken aback, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, she dared to present herself as a bar model and openly solicit tips from him.

Ha, interesting.

very good!
He suddenly grabbed the woman's "misbehaving" hand, so forcefully that she couldn't help but gasp.

They locked eyes, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, as if trying to see through her thoughts: "Would you have reacted the same way if it were another man today?"

His voice was deep and cold, with a hint of barely perceptible jealousy.

Wen Jinian was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to ask such a question.

She looked at the spot on her wrist where he had gripped her, and couldn't help but hiss. Her eyes instantly reddened, and she cried out softly, "It hurts..."

Chi Yige then realized that he had hurt her by gripping her hand, and abruptly let go.

The woman said with a hint of coquettishness, "Well, it depends on who it is. With a figure like Prince Chi, handsome and dashing, I don't think any woman wouldn't be moved by him, right?"

"You have quite the sweet tongue."

The suffocating pressure from before was gone.

Wen Jinian had a strange feeling that Chi Yige recognized her.

"So, are you tempted? Hmm?"

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and the words "Are you moved?" lingered in Wen Jinian's ears like a bewitching melody.

Was she tempted?
Wen Jinian was somewhat confused and dared not think about it too much.

Lost in thought, she bit her lower lip, avoiding his gaze that seemed to see right through her, and gave a soft hum, trying to appear calm.

"Young Master Chi is quite the joker."

But the slight redness at the base of her ears betrayed the panic in her heart at that moment.

She subconsciously raised her hand to smooth her loose hair, trying to hide her unease.

A moment.

Seeing the oppressive feeling dissipate, Wen Jinnian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She reached out and picked up the two glasses of wine on the coffee table, handed one to him, and forced a cheerful expression: "Young Master Chi, have a drink."

Chi Yige raised an eyebrow, his eyes still filled with inquiry, but he still reached out and took the wine glass.

The two gently clinked their glasses together.

Wen Jinian raised her fingertips and gently lifted a corner of her veil, revealing her delicate chin and glossy lips.

She tilted her head slightly and took a small sip of wine.

The spiciness of the liquor spread across her tongue, helping to dispel some of the panic in her heart.

"Why don't you take off your veil? I'll give you ten times the tip, how about that?"

Chi Yige stared intently at Wen Jinnian with a half-smile.

Her body stiffened abruptly, and the panic she had just managed to calm down surged up again.

Wen Jinian's mind raced as she tried to find an excuse to escape.

Just then, the door to the private room creaked open.

The two instinctively glanced towards the door. Inside the private room, the others were all indulging in their own pleasures; some were touching and groping the mannequins, while others merely glanced at the door before continuing their own activities. Duan Jiayan walked in, his gaze sweeping over the person in Chi Yige's arms, and he paused slightly in surprise.

They hugged so quickly?

He didn't ask any further questions, but his expression was somewhat unnatural as he spoke: "The next private room..."

Hesitant to speak.

"Just say what you want to say. What is it?"

Duan Jiayan looked nervous and quickly said, "It's over in the next private room. A few people have diarrhea, and it's gotten a bit out of hand. They're insisting on getting the CCTV footage from the boss, saying that the person who opened the bottles was a female waitress, and some people even seem to have been drugged."

Wen Jinnian's heart skipped a beat, and she knew something was wrong.

She was so focused on revenge that she forgot there were likely security cameras installed outside the bar's corridor.

Chi Yige scoffed, "As expected, he's vindictive."

They have absolutely nothing to do with being innocent and pure.

He keenly sensed that the person in his arms stiffened instantly. He subtly pulled her closer to him, his face still showing his nonchalant expression, and said in a cold tone.

"You can handle it."

Duan Jiayan looked troubled, hesitated for a moment before continuing, "But there are several of them outside who want to search this private room, this..."

Chi Yige snorted coldly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes: "You've got some nerve."

The words had barely left his mouth when the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

She turned around instinctively and saw Fu Yanjie, Zhou Shiyi and others walking in aggressively.

In that instant, Wen Jinnian felt the weight that had been resting on her legs suddenly disappear, followed by a warm feeling all over her body.

She looked down and saw that Chi Yige had subtly wrapped his suit jacket around her body, his movements fluid and natural.

In the blink of an eye, she was completely covered by a suit, with only her head showing.

She instinctively snuggled closer to him, her heart pounding.

It looks like they're about to be caught cheating.

"Oh, Young Master Duan is actually in this private room! Perfect!"

Fan Tong's eyes lit up, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Something just happened in our private room. A female server is missing. We need to search this place!"

"You think you can take me on?" Chi Yige sneered.

"With my abilities..."

Before he could finish speaking, the moment Chi Yige turned his face, Fan Tong and Zhou Shiyi froze on the spot.

"Young Master Chi, what brings you here?"

The faces of the men turned deathly pale.

Chi Yige toyed with a few strands of the woman's long hair in his arms, without even lifting his eyelids: "So you're the only ones allowed to seek pleasure?"

"No, no!" Fu Yanjie's forehead was sweating, and he hurriedly waved his hands. "Someone has been drinking and acting strangely, I suspect..."

"Where's the evidence?"

Chi Yige kept his head down, seemingly very interested, repeatedly wrapping and releasing a strand of Wen Jinnian's long hair with his index finger, the strands curling between his fingers.

After a long pause, Zhu Yiqun spoke first, "We checked the surveillance footage, and a waiter entered your private room."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the private room froze instantly.

Seeing the woman in his arms snuggle closer to him, he chuckled and pulled her even tighter.

Now they know fear.

Chi Yige spoke casually, but his tone was cold at the end.

"Check it out, as long as you can bear the consequences."

(End of this chapter)