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Yang Liu's dinner invitation was far from enjoyable. He had definitely made an enemy of Leng Xuanhe, but Bai Zhuo wouldn't back down just because he was from the Yin-Yang Family. Mr. Zhou Shuren once said: "Either erupt in silence or perish in silence." Bai Zhuo had no family to rely on, and if pushed too hard, he might just do something reckless.
As the commotion gradually subsided, the group hurriedly finished their meal and settled the bill before leaving the restaurant. Yang Liu insisted on dragging Bai Zhuo along for a shopping spree, and with a beautiful woman by his side, Bai Zhuo certainly wouldn't refuse.
Just as Bai Zhuo and the others stepped out of the restaurant, a woman he had been dreaming about walked into the Silver Tower Restaurant.
It was Ouyang Shirei! Dressed in a white dress, her smooth legs were perfectly aligned without a hint of gap. Her face, though not overly made up, drew everyone's attention. This woman was stunning, with shoulder-length wavy hair and an enchanting aura that made her resemble a ripe peach.
The moment Zhou Liang spotted Ouyang Shirei, his eyes lit up. He pushed past the waiter and approached her with a grin.
Ouyang Shirei shot him a disdainful look. "I've brought the money. This is the last time. After this meal, you keep your money, and I take back my things. We’ll be even from now on!"
Zhou Liang smirked. "Rui Rui, don’t worry; this really is the last time. But this time, I don’t want your money or your things back. The meal isn’t with me; it’s with my boss. My boss is a young man—wealthy, handsome, and a gentleman. Just one dinner with him, and I guarantee we’ll be even from then on. What do you think?"
Ouyang Shirei frowned for a moment but found his proposal acceptable enough to nod in agreement.
Zhou Liang led Ouyang Shirei to the third floor of the restaurant. She cautiously asked, "Aren't we just having dinner? Can't we do it downstairs?"
Zhou Liang explained with a smile, "Rui Rui, you might not know this yet, but this restaurant is actually co-owned by my boss and French Silver Tower. Only high-level executives can come up here!" He looked quite proud as if he owned the place himself. "Don’t worry; Tang just wants to treat you to the best dinner possible. You’ll see; we’re almost there."
Zhou Liang opened the door for Ouyang Shirei. Inside was an opulent room that far surpassed the decor downstairs, featuring a long dining table adorned with golden candlesticks. After pulling out a chair for Ouyang Shirei and inviting her to sit down, Zhou Liang bowed slightly and exited, gently closing the door behind him. At that moment, a handsome man dressed impeccably emerged from the bedroom. Upon seeing Ouyang Shirei, his eyes brightened, and a faintly wicked smile crept across his lips.
"Hello, my name is Tang Jie. You must be Ouyang Shirei," Tang Jie said as he took out a delicate zippo lighter and lit the candles on the table, turning off the lights. "I heard from Zhou Liang that you really enjoy French cuisine, so I prepared all of this for you."
Ouyang Shirei felt the atmosphere was rather unnatural and discreetly took out her phone.
As Zhou Liang had mentioned, Tang Jie exuded an air of superiority and wealth, and his demeanor was indeed that of a gentleman. However, Ouyang Shirei was no longer the naive girl of seventeen or eighteen. Having experienced what happened with Zhou Liang, she was even more convinced of the saying that you can know a person’s face but not their heart, especially since this man was Zhou Liang's boss.
The room was romantically lit, and the dining table was filled with Ouyang Shirei's favorite dishes. Yet, she found the food tasteless and engaged in a half-hearted conversation with Tang Jie. Noticing her lack of enthusiasm, Tang Jie’s expression soured. Ouyang Shirei saw this and kept her phone resting between her smooth thighs, ready to call for help at any moment.
As their conversation continued, Tang Jie suddenly shifted the topic and asked loudly, "Ouyang Shirei, are you a virgin?"
The question was sharp and repulsive. Ouyang Shirei fell silent and stood up to leave, but Tang Jie shouted again, "Ouyang Shirei, come back and sit down!"
Ouyang Shirei had no intention of responding to him, but to her horror, she realized that her body was no longer under her control! She wanted to resist, but an inexplicable force pulled her back down into her seat. Trembling, she managed to stammer, "What... what have you done to me?"
Tang Jie speared a piece of beautifully colored foie gras with his silver fork and put it into his mouth, chewing elegantly. After a moment, he sighed and said, "It's a pity you don't understand that those who know how to adapt are the true talents; I have no choice but to do this."
Fear gripped Ouyang Shirei as regret flooded her mind for trusting Zhou Liang, whom she now considered a beast. She could almost envision herself being violated by Tang Jie, tears streaming down her face in terror. Under the table, she tried to move her fingers slightly, igniting a glimmer of hope within her. The first thought that crossed her mind wasn’t to call for help but rather Bai Zhuo!
"What do you want?" Ouyang Shirei asked.
Tang Jie did not answer her; instead, he continued to enjoy his delicious candlelit dinner in silence. Under the flickering yellow light of the candles, Ouyang Shirei found Tang Jie's expression particularly terrifying.
The room fell silent as Ouyang Shirei stifled her sobs. After four or five minutes had passed, Tang Jie finally spoke again: "Are you a virgin?"
Ouyang Shirei did not want to answer him. Tang Jie, his face showing impatience, shouted loudly, "Answer me! Are you a virgin?" Ouyang Shirei gritted his teeth, but no matter how hard he tried to control himself, his throat and jaw betrayed him, and he managed to utter one word: "Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Jie finally broke into a grin. Ouyang Shirei glared at him in anger and demanded, "What have you done to me? Why am I at your mercy? You demon! Beast!"
Tang Jie paid no mind to these insults. The duck was nearly cooked; it just needed a few more pieces of clothing. He smiled as he took out a book from his pocket, wrapped in exquisite plastic. Inside were ancient texts. Tang Jie said, "The Great Joy of Yin and Yang Intercourse, from our Huaxia Dunhuang's Cave of Scriptures, was stolen by the French and is now preserved in Paris, France. I studied abroad and came across this book, so naturally, I paid a high price to bring it back. The additional cost was helping 'Silver Tower' enter the Chinese market. But that's beside the point; I just want you to know how precious this ancient book is. I've immersed myself in it for six years, and now I've finally made some progress."
Tang Jie caressed the ancient book as if it were his lover, closing his eyes and sighing, "Ah, what a wonderful scripture. Today, you will be my first furnace. If you do not resist and cooperate with me, I will grant you wealth that will allow you to squander for a lifetime!"
Ouyang Shirei felt both regret and fear in his heart and spat out angrily, "Bah! You beast, never!"
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