The hall was resplendent, but the scene before her was chaotic.
Men and women, naked, were engaged in unspeakable acts with abandon, their forms varied, their bodies diverse, their locations even more so.
On the floor, in the corners, on the stairs, on the sofas, on the coffee tables…
Shen Qingqing suddenly looked at the waiter who had locked the door.
He maintained a perfect eight-toothed smile, "Mrs. Fu, since you're here, please enjoy yourself."
Then he turned and left.
Shen Qingqing stood frozen at the door. She hadn't not seen such scenes before, but looking at the unsightly spectacle before her, her deepest thought was what if Fu Jingshu found out…
He'd likely become jealous again.
The frenzied men and women before her had no idea of the newcomer. Finally, a man with a look of utter satisfaction saw her and was instantly stunned.
"Beautiful lady, are you alone?"
His gaze was like that of a beast, eyeing its prey.
Shen Qingqing paid him no heed and turned to leave.
Feng Yilian had only said for her to come, not how long she had to stay. She had no desire for such a "gathering."
Just as she reached the door, her phone rang.
It was that same unknown number.
"Stay for two hours, don't leave early. If you want to continue the transaction, do as I say."
Shen Qingqing froze for a moment, then put her phone into her pocket.
Two hours, no problem.
She turned to look at the scene inside. Almost everywhere, people were engaged in the most primal of activities. It made her feel a bit sick. She averted her gaze expressionlessly, deciding to find a quiet place to wait for two hours.
But the man blocked her path. "Don't leave, are you shy?"
"Move aside."
Seeing her icy face, the man chuckled, his tone laced with a hint of ruthlessness and contempt. "You've come this far, why pretend to be innocent?"
Anyone who came here knew what they were here for.
The last person who pretended to be innocent was apparently stripped naked in public, drugged, and thrown onto the street, their reputation ruined.
Most of the people here were influential figures, putting on airs of importance in public, but privately, they were far more unrestrained than anyone.
However, they also feared exposure of these matters the most.
Shen Qingqing ignored him. She spotted an unoccupied small sofa and was about to walk over when she saw the man reach out with his lecherous hand to grab her.
Her eyes narrowed sharply, a hint of ferocity flashing through them.
Looking for death!
A large hand reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist. A handsome face revealed a half-smile. "Sir, it's not good to force a lady, is it?"
It was Fan Hang.
Shen Qingqing's tensed hand relaxed and moved behind her back.
The man was naturally displeased and tried hard to shake off the grip, but it was futile. He grumbled, "What are you? How dare you stop me? Do you know who I am?"
At that moment, someone nearby stepped in, pulled him away, and quietly apologized to Fan Hang.
The man's persistent voice rang out, "Why are you stopping me?"
"Forget it, forget it. Do you know who that person is?"
"I don't care who he is!"
"Fan Hang, the Feng family's future son-in-law!"
The man's voice immediately disappeared. He turned to look at Fan Hang, his eyes filled with disbelief. He cast a greedy glance at Shen Qingqing, and finally left, albeit reluctantly.
Fan Hang looked at the woman beside him. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, thank you."
Her expression was calm, seemingly unaffected. Fan Hang could tell she was genuinely composed and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you scared?"
"No." Shen Qingqing didn't say that if he had been any later, the man's hand would have been gone. She looked at Fan Hang. "Why are you here?"
The Feng family's future son-in-law suddenly appearing here was very strange and inappropriate.
Could these two be playing their own games?
Fan Hang rubbed his nose, his eyes flickering. "You don't need to worry about that. In any case, you should leave with me first. This is no place for you."
"I can't leave."
"Why?"
"I think since you're here, you should know why you came."
Fan Hang was silent for a moment, then smiled leisurely. "You're truly a smart woman."
Shen Qingqing raised an eyebrow. "You should go."
"Since you're not leaving, then I can't leave either. Come with me, I'll take you to a quiet place."
Fan Hang could see that she disliked the noise here, so he reached out to pull her, but she dodged. He just smiled and put his hand down, then turned to lead the way.
The two of them went up to the second floor. The second floor consisted of guest rooms, most of whose doors were open.
Various unspeakable sounds emanated from within.
As if he didn't hear them, he led Shen Qingqing into one of the guest rooms. As soon as they entered, the door shut out the outside sounds, and Fan Hang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally, some peace!"
"You don't like this stuff?" Shen Qingqing stood at the doorway, not entering.
Fan Hang didn't mind her guarded demeanor. He lazily sat on the bed. "I like beautiful women, not promiscuity. It's dirty."
"Then why are you here?"
"It's all because of you."
Fan Hang had gotten the news from the little princess and, worried that such a beauty would fall into a den of wolves, had rushed over.
After saying this, he observed Shen Qingqing's expression. He didn't see any sign of being moved and let out a sigh. This woman, without any sharp edges, was hard to conquer.
There was wine and drinks in the room.
He poured a glass of wine. "What will you drink?"
Shen Qingqing shook her head. "I'm not thirsty."
Fan Hang shook his head and drank the red wine. A faint blush appeared on his face. It felt comfortable at first, but soon he felt something was wrong.
He had a high tolerance for alcohol, so he shouldn't have felt hot all over after just one glass.
He instinctively looked at Shen Qingqing. "It's bad."
Seeing his flushed face and blurry eyes, Shen Qingqing immediately looked at the glass of wine and turned to leave without a word. But the door was locked.
A familiar voice came from outside. It was Feng Yilian.
"Mrs. Fu, enjoy the gift I've given you."
Shen Qingqing reached out to push the door, but it wouldn't budge. Feng Yilian's excited voice came from outside, "Mrs. Fu, be sure to thank me. My fiancé is being given to you to use. You absolutely must not let my good intentions go to waste."
The sound of footsteps receded, finally disappearing completely.
Shen Qingqing's expression turned cold. She turned to see Fan Hang already untying his tie. He seemed to retain some semblance of reason, his movements pausing, finding it unbearable.
"Mrs. Fu, why don't you help me?"
"You'd better behave yourself," Shen Qingqing warned. "Otherwise, you'll be the one getting hurt."
Fan Hang gritted his teeth. "Why are you so stubborn? A brief encounter, you don't say, I don't say, no one else will know. If Feng Yilian dares to spread it, I won't admit it either. I won't harm you…"
As he spoke, he was already approaching her.
A man who had taken a drug was like someone who had lost all reason, with no self-control.
Shen Qingqing stood there motionless.
Did she agree to it too?
The last sliver of reason in Fan Hang told him that this woman wouldn't agree so easily, but her silence and stillness didn't seem like she was unwilling.
His last shred of reason was swallowed, and he lunged at her like a hungry tiger!