Chapter 801 - Are You Sure Your Wife isn’t the One Who is a Bad Influence on My Wife?
“Young Master, you didn’t hear wrong, Miss Lin is… buying their services and enjoying herself there right now. In fact, she has ordered two male hosts,” the Butler reported.
Fu Qinglun’s features turned cold instantly, the butler’s words searing deep into his mind. She was having fun at a host club… Having fun!
Those who bought services at host clubs were usually men, but she had gone to engage in their services. Ha, fine then.
Lin Shiyu, you’re truly one of a kind!
“Ha,” Fu Qinglun spat out a burst of laughter, then glared at the butler with a dark and sudden gaze. “Did she go alone?”
“No, she went with Miss Tang and is Miss Tang’s guest.”
“…”
Gu Mohan raised his long fingers to undo two buttons on his shirt, his handsome face dark and gloomy. This b*tch, Tang Mo’er, how dare she go to the host club and even buy two hosts? She really was getting more rebellious by the day!
Watch how he was going to kill her tonight!
Yan Dong who was sitting in front could already feel the cold murderous intent the President was exuding. Madam, you’d better take care.
…
XX Host Club.
The lady boss ran over hurriedly. At this moment, four elite Rolls-Royce cars pulled over. A group of black-clad bodyguards got out and rushed into the club, surrounding the area.
The lady boss had never seen such a huge scene before, and her legs were trembling in fear.
Which big shot had she offended?
At this instance, Yan Dong opened the door to the back seat, and a tall, handsome figure entered everyone’s field of vision. Gu Mohan had arrived.
The lady boss looked towards Gu Mohan. He was clad in a custom-made white shirt and black trousers, the expensive material was pressed to perfection such that there wasn’t a single wrinkle. One could deduce his superior status through his dressing. He walked over in his shiny leather shoes, every step exuding steadiness and glamor.
Oh my god, what a handsome man!
That face, that figure, he looked like a supermodel walking down the runway. He was a thousand times more handsome than her best looking host.
The lady boss ran up to him hurriedly, and asked eagerly, “Sir, good evening, are you here to have fun? I’ll ask our most beautiful ladies to come accompany you, and you are free to choose whoever you like.”
Gu Mohan looked at the lady boss lightly, then said in a low voice, “Destroy this entire place.”
“Yes, President.”
The black-clad bodyguards started raising the stools and smashing the area apart.
Ah!
Shrieks filled the air as the customers and hosts ran around afraid. The entire scene was chaotic.
The lady boss gasped and ran up to stop them. “Stop, stop! Stop smashing around, why are you destroying my club? Stop, everyone stop!”
A black-clad bodyguard pushed the lady boss straight onto the floor. The lady boss clutched her chest as her heart ached. Why? What had she done wrong?
Gu Mohan’s steps didn’t slow down. He turned straight around and walked into the corridor, as though the chaos behind had nothing to do with him.
“President, this is the room,” Yan Dong said.
Gu Mohan looked at the tightly-locked room in front of him. This was the most luxurious room in the entire club, and he heard that she had hired the two best male hosts. Ha, she really was treating herself like a rich little lady.
Yan Dong took out the room card and swiped to open the room. The door was pushed open and Gu Mohan entered, but he only stood at the entrance, and did not go further.
But he could already see the entire room clearly from where he was standing.
In the room, Tang Mo’er was holding a glass of wine in her delicate hands, and was playing drinking games with the two male hosts. As her alcohol tolerance was bad, she was already a little drunk.
“Come, let’s play the finger-guessing game again.”
Tang Mo’er refused to concede defeat and guessed again, but her luck was bad tonight, and she lost again.
“No, I can’t drink anymore. How about this, you two can ask me a question, and I’ll answer.” Tang Mo’er beautiful face was flushed red, her voice light and melodious.
One of the hosts asked, “Of all the people you’ve slept with, who had the worst skills?”
Tang Mo’er was drunk. Her thick lashes quivered, and she gave it some thought confusedly. “That’s definitely… this guy called Gu Mohan. He doesn’t have bad skills, he has no skills at all. I haven’t had any desire to sleep with him again after the first time.”
Yan Dong, who was standing outside the door frowned before he looked cautiously at his President’s expression.
Gu Mohan’s face was half hidden in the dark and he could not see him clearly, but his thin lips were arched in a frightening smile.
Like a cat that had caught a mouse.