Chapter 351 (2/2)

The implication in his words is quite clear. Feng Tingting is not stupid and knows what it means.

He has given her a ”chance”. Whether she can accept this ”opportunity” will affect whether she has ”opportunity” in the future.

What to do? Feng Tingting with a sweet smile picked up the glass of wine, drooping eyelids, slowly drink, fast thinking.

Because she is 22 years old, has not been in love, but also defends the moral integrity, so she is the conservative chastity martyr? No, absolutely not. She will keep her virginity just to accumulate capital to achieve her life goals. Because the more famous, rich and influential men are, the more they like ”clean” women. Her face, figure, temperament, talent and origin are not outstanding. If she wants to ”surprise”, she needs this ”hardware advantage” that others do not have.

Now the question is, is this ”palace master” worth her first time?

She didn't have the stupid idea of marrying the man who got her ”first time”, but the man who got her ”first time” must be able to help her, and the man who can't help her has no value.

So, will the ”palace master” who has known her for less than a week, help her?

Giving her a million dollars and helping her marry a celebrity are two different things. She is not naive.

Indecision makes no end. After a cup of wine, she immediately took out her mobile phone, pressed the button, and laughed at the ”palace master” with a smile: ”my father urged me to go home again. If I don't go back, he will come to see me. If I can't find me, he should call the police. So, Lord, can I ask you to act as a flower protector to take me home?”

She has worked hard to keep her virginity for 22 years, so she can't risk it!

Don't talk about her. Even all kinds of gossip media can't dig out the details of this man. She doesn't even know his name. How can she gamble? Although life is originally a big gamble, but he is not her only ”springboard” and ”opportunity”. If she wants to gamble, she has to have a bigger chance to win, right?

So she decided to go home.

”Well, I'd love to.” Hearing her refusal, the ”palace master” did not look disappointed or displeased at all, but shrugged his shoulders and stretched out his arms in a gentlemanly way, ”come on, my queen.”

Feng Tingting was ready to offend him, but suddenly she was treated by him as a gentleman. She was so happy that she quickly put her hand around his arm and said, ”thank you very much, my Lord.”

”Palace master” took her out of the music bar and took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

Feng Lanting's elevator is the one in front of which Feng Lanting likes the most.

”Feel better?” ”Palace master” stopped and asked Feng Tingting thoughtfully.

”Well?” Feng Tingting has some doubts. What is ”better”?

But she soon regained her consciousness. He should have asked her if she had drunk too much, and did she feel better now? So she smiles and nods to him: ”I've been a little dizzy since just now, but now it's much better...”

She did not finish feeling a trance, and then a soft body, fell in the ”palace master” arms.

”Palace master” shrugged, put his arm around her waist, let her lean against himself, turned and put her into the elevator, straight to the top floor.

More than ten minutes later, Ye Zhen received an email. She opened it and looked at it. Her expression froze in an instant: the email was a few photos, and on the photos It's all Feng Tingting's beauty According to

Feng Tingting should be lying on the bed in the hotel room. She seems to be asleep, but she may also be unconscious. She had long hair and a thin covering from her chest to her buttocks, and her body was naked, that is to say, she was probably not dressed.

Ye Zhen's expression turns from stiff to angry. Who took these photos? Who wants to do what?

Soon, she received another email with the same address as the previous one, and there was only one sentence: Feng Tingting is in the eighth presidential suite on the top floor of the grand hotel. If you want to save her, you can come by yourself. Don't let anyone know. Remember, I'm only waiting for an hour.

It's not nice of you!

There must have been a plot on the part of the people who sent her the mail.

Ye Xun paced the room and fell into the battle between heaven and man: go or not? Tell Gong Mou or not?

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