Ye Chen was completely stupefied.
But Zhong Qin, Ma Baojia, and the others had no intention of letting Ye Chen off the hook.
Young Master Bai had just said he wanted to see Ye Chen crawl under a crotch!
“Ye Chen, you brought this on yourself. You can’t blame anyone else!”
“Yeah, there’s a limit to pretending. Why go this far? Accept your loss fair and square!”
“Knows Manager Wang? Staying in the presidential suite? I think you slept in the hallway outside last night!”
At this moment, Ma Baojia directly stood up and spread his legs!
“Ye Chen, you lost. Come on, crawl through!”
The veins on Ye Chen’s forehead bulged, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Seeing Ye Chen not moving, the others grew impatient.
“You can’t handle losing? You were the one who proposed the bet! Weren’t you all about showing off? Now we’re not asking you to crawl into a pussy, just crawl under a dick!”
“Crawl through!”
“Do it!”
“Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!”
The people on site began to jeer in unison!
Bai Jinghong propped his chin on his hand, watching with great interest.
Ye Chen’s face darkened so much it could drip water.
His fist slammed violently onto the dining table.
It instantly silenced the room.
“Don’t push it too far! Leave some leeway in your actions!” Ye Chen’s teeth were grinding audibly.
Everyone in the room looked at him like he was an idiot. “Weren’t you the one who demanded the bet? Now you can’t handle losing, and you’re blaming us?”
Ye Chen was at a loss for words.
He had been so sure of victory when he threw out the bet. Who could have imagined things would turn out like this?
Ye Chen didn’t plan to argue further. He simply stood up, preparing to leave.
To this, Bai Jinghong also said nothing, just silently watching.
If Ye Chen wanted to leave, they couldn’t stop him. Today’s goal was simply to humiliate him and slap his face—nothing more!
“Trash. A worthless piece of trash who can’t handle losing!”
“Sharing a room with you is a goddamn disgrace!”
“If you can’t handle it, then scram! We’re waiting to eat!”
Ye Chen felt deeply humiliated, memorizing each of these faces in his heart.
If he didn’t avenge this humiliation later, he would be unworthy of the title Dragon Lord.
Only after Ye Chen had left did the room return to quiet.
Those people began to flatter and curry favor with Bai Jinghong.
But Bai Jinghong had absolutely no interest in befriending any of them.
His objective had been achieved. He got up and left directly.
Leaving behind a room full of bewildered people like Zhong Qin.
They felt disappointed, but even more so, worried and afraid.
“Damn it, it’s all because of that Ye Chen! If it weren’t for him, Young Master Bai wouldn’t have been displeased!”
“Exactly! It’s him! That bastard! We have to arrange for someone to teach him a lesson!”
“I’ll contact my buddies later, put a sack over his head, and beat him up!”
The people in the room unanimously shifted the blame onto Ye Chen’s head. Though from their perspective, it really was Ye Chen’s fault.
[Ding, caused protagonist Ye Chen to feel deep humiliation. Exchange Points +400.]
[Bonus reward: “I’m Handsome, So I’m Right” Aura]
Hearing the system’s voice, Bai Jinghong felt immensely pleased. “System, what’s the deal with this aura?”
[Ding, responding to Host. The aura only triggers when targeting the protagonist. Bystander NPCs will perceive the Host as the righteous party, and the villain as the protagonist.]
“Fuck, that’s sweet!” Bai Jinghong rejoiced inwardly, almost wanting to let out a “Jie jie jie” laugh.
After leaving the hotel, Bai Jinghong spotted Ye Chen again.
He was once again carrying his classic canvas bag.
It looked like, due to the presidential suite incident, his belongings had been removed.
But such things were trivial for a protagonist. Someone would naturally seek justice for him later.
Bai Jinghong couldn’t be bothered.
Mainly, he truly couldn’t keep up with it all.
Protagonists had a shit-ton of trivial matters. Even going out for a meal could lead to provocation and a fight.
Small-scale showing-off and face-slapping events were endless.
He didn’t have the time now. He needed to go back and rest well. After ten o’clock tonight, he had major business to attend to!
…
Night fell, and the city lights began to glow.
It was now ten o’clock in the evening!
With rapid economic development, Dragon Sea’s nightlife was very vibrant.
Of course, the vibrant nightlife was limited to a specific crowd, not everyone.
Many office workers didn’t have a rich nightlife but could enjoy time truly belonging to them.
Finding a few close friends to drink, boast, or sing karaoke.
Just like at this moment, Yun Mengxi, inside Villa No. 18 in the standalone section of the “Dragon Sea Bay Villa Area.”
Though she was the CEO of a tech company, her relaxation time was quite limited.
It was mostly after eight in the evening.
And her relaxation activities, besides strolling alone and having some dessert, consisted of soaking in the bathtub at home.
This was almost a daily ritual for Yun Mengxi.
Only while soaking in the bathtub could she fully relax her body and mind.
Having just arrived home, she was already in the bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at her reflection.
Though unadorned, her beauty was devastatingly breathtaking.
Beneath her delicate willow-leaf brows, a pair of clear, luminous eyes resembled a pristine spring—crystal clear, yet faintly carrying a hint of dominance.
Her figure was graceful and well-proportioned, with elegant curves, like a born goddess.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, emitting a captivating luster.
Even wearing her work attire—a small blazer and pencil skirt—she was still a perfect blend of fashion and elegance, a sight for sore eyes.
It was no exaggeration to say that beside her, even the air seemed filled with an aura of nobility and grace.
“Haah…”
Yun Mengxi let out a soft breath and began to remove her clothes.
Garment after garment was shed.
Soon, towering peaks, a flat stomach, a slender waist, and long, shapely legs were revealed.
Her supple, fair skin radiated a hazy glow. Coupled with her beautiful face, the sight was truly astonishing.
The moment she settled into the bathtub, Yun Mengxi slowly exhaled again, relishing the brief relaxation.
The petals floating in the tub intertwined with her alabaster skin, creating a breathtaking scene.
If Bai Jinghong were to appear here at this moment, he’d absolutely utter the phrase, “I’d hit that!”
Yun Mengxi picked up her prepared red wine. Her red lips parted slightly as she took a sip.
Unknowingly, Yun Mengxi’s mind wandered to the man she had met earlier that evening.
She had very few friends, mostly burying herself in work.
But during her evening walk, she had met a man named Ye Chen!
It started when she stood by the railing, looking at the sea. Ye Chen had thought she was about to jump and came over to console her, urging her to think positively, saying there was no problem that couldn’t be overcome.
Because of this mistaken beginning, the two had chatted for a while.
Yun Mengxi found him to be a man of considerable talent and learning, with unique insights into business matters.
He was also humorous, claiming he could read Feng Shui and physiognomy, and that she would one day be the woman of a generation’s king!
Yun Mengxi treated this merely as a joke and didn’t dwell on it.
They had a pleasant conversation. Ye Chen was also quite enthusiastic and asked for her phone number, suggesting they find time to discuss matters of technology!
Yun Mengxi was in that very field, and the impression he left on her was decent, so she naturally had little reason to refuse.
While Yun Mengxi was bathing, outside the villa, not far away.
Bai Jinghong sat inside his own Koenigsegg, calmly smoking a cigarette.
Ah Kun stood outside the car door.
About ten meters from them, ten motorcycles were parked.
These people were naturally the riders Ah Kun had found per Bai Jinghong’s request.
“Young Master, shall we move?” Ah Kun inquired.
Bai Jinghong exhaled a plume of smoke, stretched his hand out the window, and tapped off the ash.
“No rush. Still early. That woman won’t finish her bath for at least an hour!”
Bai Jinghong uttered this line inexplicably.
Ah Kun was puzzled but didn’t ask further.
Bai Jinghong tossed away the cigarette butt and rummaged through the car’s storage compartment.
“Eh? Where’s my rubber? Gone?”
“Forget it… going in raw works too!”
