A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 542: The Wrong Person Entered the Wrong Door

Zhuang Zhoucheng had thought about this problem before. Huo Yan was just too dependent on others. She couldn't survive without someone to rely on.

This is not to underestimate her. She can get along with anyone as long as they treat her well.

She thought she was independent, but with her personality, she couldn't live on her own.

So when Zhuang Zhoucheng saw Huo Yan, he wondered how he would teach his daughter in the future. He absolutely couldn't expect her to be like her mother. With such a weak personality, she could only be controlled by a man.

Of course, Zhuang Zhoucheng himself was different. He thought this was for Huo Yan's own good. If it were really his own daughter, it would be different.

Which father in the world would like to see his daughter being taken advantage of by another man?

So no matter whether it is a son or a daughter, they must be independent in character.

There was a public restroom next to the suite, but when Huo Yan came out he didn't look around and just walked out with his head down.

She remembered that the public restrooms on both sides of Kyoto were at the end of the corridor on the left side of the entrance. The decoration styles were very different, so she didn't distinguish them so carefully.

I still remembered the way when I came here, but when I came out of the bathroom, I realized I was going in the wrong direction and was wandering around the entire floor.

Good, get lost.

Huo Yan looked at the people coming in and out. She didn't know where they were going. When she turned into another corridor, she had no idea where she was.

This place is like a maze, and there is no map or anything. Huo Yan leaned against the wall and sighed.

I didn’t even take my cell phone with me, so now I can’t find anyone.

The door of the suite on the other side opened, and a person came out. He saw her and quickly came up and said:

"Are you thinking of leaving before it's even over? Isn't this money too easy to earn? Hurry up and get in, don't keep the boss waiting..."

"I, I'm not the one you're looking for... Let go, don't touch me..."

The man reached out to grab her, but she turned and ran, but was caught back and pushed into the room.

There were wounds on his hands, neck, and soles of his feet, and they hurt when touched. The living person was made as powerless as a lamb to be slaughtered.

Huo Yan was pushed onto the sofa. There were several young girls of the same age as her in the room. They all looked and dressed very pure.

Huo Yan glanced at the people next to her. No wonder they mistook her for someone else. She didn't feel out of place sitting among these people.

At first glance, they look like they belong together.

Huo Yan didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to say anything.

If you resist loudly now, you will be asking for trouble. Tell yourself to stay calm and don't be impulsive and hurt yourself.

Huo Yan sat there, looking around with her big eyes from time to time. She was different from the girl next to her, and the emotions revealed in her eyes were naturally different.

The man who had just pushed her in turned around and knocked on the door on the next side, and asked loudly:

"Boss Qian, you haven't solved it yet?"

"What's the rush? Change it up and bring in a clean one!"

The man immediately laughed and said:

"Don't worry, everyone here today is clean."

He turned sideways and pointed at someone at random, and the girl in the short camisole walked over.

The man whispered:

"This out-of-town boss is very generous and is a distant relative of our prince. Since you can't serve the prince today, it would be your honor to serve this boss. There are a lot of people waiting over there, but none of them are as lucky as you."

"Brother Jiu, I understand." The girl responded obediently.

The one called Brother Nine said again:

"This boss is playing big games. You better hold back and don't disobey him."

The girl's face turned pale, but she nodded and walked in.

The man called Brother Jiu turned around and walked out of the room. I guess he was going to solve the problem. The bathroom in the room was occupied, so he had to find another place.

There were only three or four men who looked like bodyguards standing at the door, and they didn't seem to take them seriously.

Huo Yan looked around the place, wondering how to let Zhuang Zhoucheng know that she was here.

Or, it would be nice if a waiter from the Left Bank could come in.

Although the current situation is not favorable to her, Huo Yan is not afraid, because this is Zhuang Zhoucheng's place and she is the boss's wife.

Soon the door opened and Huo Yan looked over immediately.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the waiter, but a group of people.

A tall man walked in surrounded by stars.

The man was about thirty years old, with a handsome face and cold eyes, and he had a cold air that kept strangers away.

Huo Yan subconsciously shrank back because this man made her feel a bit like Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Judging from the man's appearance, he is undoubtedly a wealthy boss.

I don’t quite understand. Are all the rich people in Beijing serious?

The handsome man walked in directly and pointed at Huo Yan:

"come here."

Huo Yan's face immediately turned pale, and he stood up and said:

"I'm not a lady, I'm the proprietress here. I just got lost and was pushed in here by your people. Sir, please let me out."

The man was stunned. The music in the room suddenly stopped at this moment, and he didn't know why.

The space became quiet, and because of the quietness, everyone could hear the rhythm through the door.

The shouts of men and women came one after another.

Huo Yan was also stunned for a moment before he realized what the people inside were doing.

His face flushed red.

She was still standing there, and everyone was listening to the voice inside and looking at her face. You can imagine what she was feeling.

The handsome man sitting opposite him changed his expression slightly and waved to Huo Yan:

"Come here, Madam Boss, I have something to ask you."

"You came just like that? I'm going out now."

Huo Yan turned around with a red face, and before he had taken two steps on tiptoe, he was stopped by someone.

Huo Yan turned around and spoke louder:

"What do you want to believe that I'm really the boss here? My husband is Zhuang Zhoucheng. You come here to spend money, so you don't want to get into any trouble, right? I advise you to let me go quickly, otherwise you will be in big trouble!"

The man looked at Huo Yan thoughtfully, and suddenly smiled:

"Very interesting girl, what's her name?"

“…Why should I tell you?”

"If you don't tell me, how can I find out?" the man said.

"I want to go out!"

After a pause, he suddenly suggested:

"Or, you know Zhuang Zhoucheng, right? You can give him a call to confirm."

Huo Yan was quite confident because she was Zhuang Zhoucheng's real wife, even though she didn't admit it herself. But right now...

The handsome man looked at Huo Yan for a long time without saying a word, his expression very indifferent.

Suddenly he turned to the girl beside him and said with a smile:

"Do you know who Zhuang Zhoucheng is?"

The girls sitting well-behaved on the side all shook their heads. They really didn't know, but from what the woman said it sounded like she was quite impressive.

But isn’t the Black Prince Qi Wenshan the one who has the final say in the entire capital?

Where did this village come from?

The man seemed very satisfied with the result and looked at Huo Yan:

"Then tell me, who is the Zhuang Zhoucheng you are talking about?"

Huo Yan's face turned pale. Zhuang Zhoucheng...

Isn't it as powerful as she thought?

Isn’t this the capital? Didn’t Lu Zeng say that Zhuang Zhoucheng has the ability to cover the sky with one hand in the capital? Why haven’t these people even heard of it?

Some people feel ashamed that she is using chicken feathers as a token of authority.

Biting his lower lip, he said stubbornly:

"Even if you don't know me, I'm really not the lady you found..."

"Do you think they are all prostitutes?" the man asked again, not feeling that it was impolite to interrupt someone.

Huo Yan was stunned and turned to look at the girls sitting next to her. Those girls were glaring at her as if they were being controlled.

Huo Yan subconsciously moved aside, fearing that he would be beaten up.

The tip of the tongue moistened the lower lip:

"Isn't it... I don't know... but the people inside..."

Huo Yan turned his head to look at the small room over there. Coincidentally, the people inside had finished their work and walked out openly without any hesitation.

The person outside came closer and looked through the crack in the door that had never been closed, and could see the two girls inside with their white skin...

Huo Yan's angle, tsk tsk...

Huo Yan looked away awkwardly, rolled his eyes woodenly, and then looked at the evil man who came out.

"Why are you in the capital?"