Chapter 474 - Like a Ravenous Wolf (1/2)

Chapter 474: Like a Ravenous Wolf

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Mr. Li used a spare keycard to unlock the door to Room 1128. He opened the door and entered the room, hardly able to contain his excitement.

The room lights, dim and hazy, made the place seem especially s.e.xy and romantic.

He immediately began looking for his prey as soon as he was inside.

He spotted someone under the blanket on the large bed: it was a girl, her long black hair spread over the pillow.

Mr. Li sprang into action. He immediately removed his clothes, br.i.m.m.i.n.g with excitement. In a flash, he had shrugged out of his clothes and was now naked as the day he was born.

He had mastered the art of shedding his clothes because he had done this many, many times.

“Heh heh, I’m here, my little beauty! You naughty girl, you left me hanging for five years!”

Mr. Li pounced upon the girl on the bed like a ravenous wolf.

Back downstairs, the party in the private room with the production bigwigs had ended. Xu Xinrou said goodbye to Huang Guoqiang, and left the room with Wen Li in tow.

Qi Liya and her a.s.sistant, Xiao Ke, were the only ones left at the dinner table. The main creatives of the production had taken turns toasting Qi Liya, and she was now terribly drunk.

Xiao Ke helped Qi Liya get to her feet. She was about to take her away when Huang Guoqiang, looking anxious, stopped her. “You shouldn’t drive, you’ve been drinking too. How about this—I booked a room upstairs. Why don’t you take her there and rest up? At least wait till she’s awake and fully alert before you go.”

“I’ll do that. Thank you, Director Huang.”

Xiao Ke was short, and not particularly strong. She was having a lot of trouble trying to keep Qi Liya, who was completely drunk, steady on her feet.

Huang Guoqiang decided he had to step in. He handed Xiao Ke a credit card. “I’ll help her. Why don’t you help me settle the bill instead? My PIN number is 851010. When you’re done, come look for us in Room 1106.”

Xiao Ke was dumbfounded. She gaped at the credit card for about two seconds: Why was Director Huang’s PIN number the same as Qi Liya’s birth date?

But she did not ask any questions. She obediently handed Qi Liya over to Huang Guoqiang, took the credit card, grabbed her coat, and made a beeline for the cas.h.i.+er.