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When a person reaches a certain level of shamelessness, they no longer feel ashamed of their own lack of shame. As a classic line goes: "Four words for you, not ashamed but proud!" Clearly, Josen has reached, or even surpassed, this level. After enduring various hardships and countless indifferent glances, he finally managed to coax Shen Shanshan into his car with the strong support of Mother Shen, claiming he wanted to take her to taste the E-style Feast. Shen Shanshan had no interest in tasting any E-style Feast; the food from those red-haired folks did not suit her dietary habits—greasy, heavy, and simply worse than Lusan fast food. However, going there could resolve Josen and his mother's incessant chatter, so she figured sacrificing a bit of time for some peace and quiet was worth it.
Throughout the journey, Josen kept trying to engage Shen Shanshan in conversation, but she remained aloof. Josen was not angry; in fact, the colder she was, the stronger his desire to conquer her became. What was she pretending to be so high and mighty for? Maybe soon she'd strip off her clothes and kneel before him begging for his attention. The thought of such a soul-stirring scene gave Josen a strong sense of vindictive pleasure.
Josen had booked a table at Lingxiao Pavilion, choosing this place because it was his own property—a fact few knew. More importantly, the design of the private rooms on the third floor had been improved by him. The rooms were quite spacious; they served not only for dining but also included a bedroom for some guests to rest or engage in other activities after their meals. This design quickly became a hallmark of Lingxiao Pavilion, leading to high demand for the third-floor private rooms and skyrocketing prices, yet many wealthy patrons still couldn't secure a reservation. Of course, these patrons were just as shameless as Josen; their purpose in booking such rooms was not merely to eat and rest but to facilitate their activities. Thus, it was evident that there were many shameless individuals like Josen around—shamelessness had even become a trend!
The manager of Lingxiao Pavilion had already received Josen's notification and arranged for him the top private room on the third floor. This room had originally been booked by a leader from some bureau days earlier, but when Boss came, they had to accommodate him. The manager didn't know how many good words he had to say and how many apologies he had to offer to placate that bureau leader. The price paid was arranging an event specifically for that leader and providing a so-called original service staff member who would undoubtedly undergo a significant life change after the event.
After arranging everything, the manager waited in the lobby to greet Boss's arrival. The manager's name was Su Chaohui, in his thirties, who originally worked as a pimp at one of Josen's establishments. He brought several girls from his hometown and relied on their earnings to get by. Josen appreciated Su Chaohui because he was very capable. Initially, when Josen sought to please a high-ranking official with peculiar tastes—who preferred married women over virgins or professional prostitutes—he found himself at a loss until Su Chaohui offered an impressive suggestion: he decided to contribute his own wife. As expected, the high-ranking official was very satisfied and praised Josen for being resourceful. Consequently, Su Chaohui began receiving more responsibilities from Josen because anyone willing to offer up their own wife must be shameless enough! In Josen's eyes, this man was shameless enough! I like him!
Seeing Josen's car pull up in the parking lot outside, Su Chaohui dashed over with incredible speed that left even the security guard at the entrance dumbfounded—what talent! This kid would be a tremendous loss if he didn't turn to robbery!
Su Chaohui eagerly opened the car door for Josen and gave him an "all good" hand gesture. Josen smiled modestly at Su Chaohui and patted him on the shoulder saying, "Good job!"
On the opposite road, an inconspicuous Pulsar parked by the roadside. Two people emerged from the car, glanced toward Lingxiao Pavilion, and walked into a nearby café.
Su Chaohui personally led Josen and Shen Shanshan up to the top private room on the third floor. The decor of this room was indeed impressive; upon entering, an unusual fragrance enveloped them, stirring something within. The room's color scheme featured soft pink tones—walls, curtains, carpets—all reflecting warm shades under dim lighting. Thick curtains blocked out natural light while soft lighting illuminated rounded furniture throughout the room. The overall ambiance conveyed two words: ambiguity. In such an atmosphere, it felt almost shameful not to engage in something ambiguous; one would feel guilty for not doing anything suggestive in this room!
Shen Shanshan looked around curiously but suddenly felt reluctant to step inside; the room felt like a fierce beast cloaked in warmth or perhaps a pink trap that had already opened its jaws wide waiting for her to step in.
"Please come in, my princess," Josen said with an elegantly nauseating pose.
"Uh... I think I need to use the restroom," Shen Shanshan suddenly felt anxious without knowing why; she just wanted any opportunity—even temporarily—to escape for a moment.
"Ha ha, there is a restroom inside, please go ahead." Josen once again struck his self-proclaimed elegant and gentlemanly pose.
Shen Shanshan had no choice but to brace herself and step into the room filled with ambiguity and decadence. By the time Shen Shanshan came out of the restroom, the dishes on the table were already served, and two glasses were filled with red wine. Josen attentively pulled out a chair for Shen Shanshan to sit down, then returned to his own seat, raised his glass, and said, "Come on, Shanshan, it’s my honor to have lunch with you today. Let’s toast!"
Shen Shanshan looked at the red wine in front of her. Although she usually could drink a little, today she didn’t want to drink, or rather, she didn’t dare to drink. The atmosphere made her anxious, so she didn’t even want to touch anything with alcohol in it. "I don’t want to drink wine; let’s switch to a soft drink," Shen Shanshan said with a frown.
"Alright, as you wish. Let’s switch to a soft drink then." A barely noticeable smile flashed in the corner of Josen's eye as he casually picked up a can of soda from the table and opened it for Shen Shanshan, thinking to himself: "Fortunately, I was prepared; I knew you wouldn’t drink."
"Is this okay now? Come on, Shanshan, let’s toast to having lunch together today!" Josen raised his glass once more.
"Okay, thank you for your hospitality." Shen Shanshan lifted her drink and lightly clinked it against Josen's glass. She took a small sip through the straw. Josen kept glancing at Shen Shanshan from the corner of his eye and smiled when he saw her drink; he then put down his glass and picked up his chopsticks to serve her a piece of greasy beef slathered in butter. Seeing such greasy food made Shen Shanshan lose her appetite. It was beef already; why add butter? This Russian cuisine is really strange; no wonder they all have round bellies. With food like this, it’s no surprise that thick layers of fat accumulate in their bodies.
Shen Shanshan frowned and thanked him but reached for the plate of Mimosa Salad on the table instead. It seemed that this salad was the only thing edible on the table... The smile in Josen's eyes grew wider; he had anticipated that she would like that salad.
Since Shen Shanshan didn’t like the food on the table, she could only have some drinks and eat salad. Josen didn’t mind her; after all, his goal had been achieved. As long as she consumed either of those two items, soon enough the lady would turn into a wild woman. Josen simply ignored Shen Shanshan and indulged himself in eating and drinking; he needed to eat more so he would have more energy later for what he loved to do.
Gradually, Shen Shanshan felt her body starting to heat up; a strange sensation began to grow within her. She felt dry in her mouth and throat, so she picked up her drink and gulped it down. However, for some reason, it seemed that the drink couldn’t quench her thirst at all; instead, the more she drank, the drier her mouth felt. It was as if there was a fire burning in her chest, making Shen Shanshan feel hot all over...
Josen continued eating while secretly observing Shen Shanshan's reactions. When he saw her fidgeting and blushing deeply, he deliberately asked, "What’s wrong, Shanshan? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?"
"Um..." Shen Shanshan was startled by the sound that came out of her own mouth; it sounded ambiguous and seductive.
"Are you alright?" Josen moved his chair back and stood up, walking around behind Shen Shanshan. He placed his hands on her delicate shoulders and gently kneaded them before leaning down closer to her ear and softly saying, "If you're not feeling well, I can give you a massage."
"Um..." Shen Shanshan's voice was already breathless, her lips dry as she constantly licked them with her pink tongue. Her originally beautiful and clear eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, filled with unquenchable desire.
As Josen's hands kneaded her fragrant shoulders, Shen Shanshan's body began to twist. Her legs rubbed against each other incessantly. Josen's hands seemed to be enchanted, awakening the devil hidden deep within Shen Shanshan's heart. His hands gently moved upward along her snow-white, slender neck, earlobes, cheeks, chin, and lips. Shen Shanshan couldn't help but tremble repeatedly, instinctively reaching out her small hand to grasp Josen's hand, pulling it forcefully toward her chest.
Little did she know that Josen did not follow her lead downward; he wanted to torment Shen Shanshan. He wanted to see this usually cold and proud woman bow her head to him, how she would plead with him to show her some pity, to take her. After all, she was the woman his rival adored—what a satisfying revenge! What a delightful retribution!
"Hahaha..." Josen laughed wildly. "Xin Yi, how heartbreaking it would be for you to witness this spectacle!"
Hearing Josen's maniacal laughter and insane words, Shen Shanshan momentarily froze, her movements pausing. At that moment, Josen bent down and picked up Shen Shanshan from the chair, kicking open the bedroom door as he walked inside...
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