In a noisy bar.
DJ was playing dynamic music. On the dancing floor were a group of men and women in fashionable revealing dress. They were enjoying their night life, the indulgence and freedom belonging to them.
Here, the lights were shining, extremely lively and noisy.
At the bar, bartenders were busy working, giving bottles of wine to men and women overindulged in drinking.
“Your wine, sir.” The bartender in his overall placed an opened bottle of super Lafiti in front of a man who seemed to be dead drunk.
The men was in a business suit, who didn’t look like a regular customer in bars. However, he was very generous. He had come here several time, and each time, he ordered the best and most expensive wine in the bar, some of which even cost hundreds of thousands one bottle.
Every time this man consumed in an amazing amount, without even blinking his eyes a little.
Later, they found out that he was Ye Hao, the young master of Ye family. Such a rich man was exactly the god of wealth in their bar. They had to serve him well to let him come here frequently.
There were already many empty bottles on the table, surrounded by a strong aroma of liquor.
Ye Hao picked up a bottle of wine that the waiter had just served. Without any hesitation, he poured the wine directly into his mouth, as if he were drinking water. Within a few seconds, he had finished a half bottle. After that, his eyes became more blurred, only able to see some dim lights and hear obscure sound. In a moment, he fell head-first down, unconscious.
“Mr. Ye, you are drunk.” The young waiter reminded. After confirming that the guest in front of him could not be awakened, he then rushed to the bar, ready to find a colleague to help this god of wealth rest upstairs.
But just as they were about to come, a man and a woman came out of the noisy dancing floor.
The woman ran over first, looking quite nervous. However, there was unspeakable excitement and thrill beyond that, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
“Ye Hao…” She tried to pat him on the shoulder and then patted him on the back after finding no response from him.
Then two waiters came.
“Are you her friend?” Asked the bartender.
Han Xue was stunned, but then immediately nodded after coming back to her mind and said, “I’m his girlfriend. Do you have any guest room in your hotel upstairs? He drinks too much and needs rest.”
“Yes, yes. I’ll go and prepare for it.” The waiter answered enthusiastically. He was their god of wealth after all, so they had to take good care of him.
Soon after, Ye Hao, who was already unconsciously drunk, was lifted into the elevator, then to the eighth floor and into a superior suite.
As soon as he got into the room, he fell directly in the bed, unconscious.
“Miss Han, we’ll go first. Take good care of him. If he feels uncomfortable, you can call our service desk. We have sobering soup and medicine here.”
The bartender said politely. After that, he turned around and left as to continue their work in the bar.
…
The room suddenly became quiet, with only man and woman’s breathing audible.
Han Xue’s face turned red, not only because of her makeup, but also because of great excitement. She bit her bright red lips. Her slender fingers gently held the long hair down to her waist and pinned it aside to reveal her snow white neck.
She cast a glance at the man lying in the bed, her eyes full of the long missing excitement. She went over and patted him again. After making sure that he was indeed in deep sleep, she then walked towards the window and drew the thick curtain up, leaving no gap.
