The lighting was dim, the smoke curled up, cups were shuffled and replaced. Everywhere was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Looking at everything before her, Su Yan's beautiful brows furrowed, clearly somewhat repelled by this place.

"Miss Su, this way please, Mr. Lu is inside."

A flat male voice entered Su Yan's ears. She nodded slightly, then adjusted her steps to follow him inside.

Mr. Lu, the head of the Lu's family, a man whose every foot tap could cause tremors in the worlds of power and commerce.

Before this, she had never met him.

But now...

Su Yan bit her lip tightly, today, she must succeed.

"Miss Su, have you memorized Mr. Lu's temper and preferences?"

Looking at the man who suddenly stopped before her, Su Yan nodded, anxiously wringing her fingers, "The information you gave me, I've learned it all."

"Don't be nervous, relax. I can only help you up to this point." Finished saying this, the man raised his hand ready to open the door.

"Wei Ge, thank you." Her voice was filled with gratitude from Su Yan. She then adjusted her dress slightly, mustering the courage to walk into the private room.

Wei Yang looked at her retreating figure, unable to help but sigh.

This was just the way high society was. Yesterday she was still an enviable young lady from a wealthy family, today she was even worse off than an ant.

The lighting in the private room was even dimmer. The men's roars from playing dice, the women's forced drinking and moaning mixed together, making her very uncomfortable.

"Tsk, Mr. Lu, the fresh shipment is not bad!" A man's laughter rang out. In a short while, the room lit up a bit more.

"Come closer, let Mr. Lu have a good look." The man's voice became louder, with Su Yan's hands clenched tight, she had never felt such humiliation before.

Su Yan glanced around the room, inexplicably feeling a chill.

Following her instinct to search for the source of the chill, she saw a man with a cigar between his fingers, emitting a faint glow. Rings of smoke streamed out from his rosy lips.

His short, ear-length hair paired with his sharp facial features, and his hawk-like eyes slitted slightly, filled with a dangerous frost.

He was Lu Yunqin, a man revered as a god in the worlds of power and commerce.

Su Yan was very scared of this man, her hair raised in fear from head to toe, but she couldn't back down.

She paced forward a few steps, gently cooing, "Mr. Lu." Her voice was as delicate as a warbler's singing, just five steps away from him.

Before coming here, she had done her homework, and every action she made was extremely careful, all for one purpose.

To please him, to make him happy.

"Mr. Lu, this chick is good." The man who had laughed earlier couldn't resist butting in.

As soon as the words were out, he was pulled aside by a brother, "Lu Yang, the boss hasn't spoken yet, don't interrupt."

The atmosphere was extremely quiet, so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin drop.

Everyone's gaze shifted between Lu Yunqin and Su Yan, and the astute guests could tell at first glance that the girl was afraid, but she was forcing herself to calm down.

Lu Yunqin didn't speak. His profound eyes carried a hint of exploration, making Su Yan feel as if her clothes had been stripped off and she was being tormented by his gaze.

"Mr. Lu, let me serve you tonight." Su Yan lifted her head, her mouth curving into a small smile, perfectly timed.

At the same time, she raised her hand, brushing her hair back to reveal her delicate, dainty earlobes.

Lu Yunqin's mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, then returned to its normal state shortly after.