Chapter 348: Remember, You Only Have One Chance

Chapter 348 -269: Remember, You Only Have One Chance

I got it from my DADDY

I got it got it

Hey!!

Where did you get that body from?

…

In the VIC lounge, on the spacious dance floor ahead.

Ten young women in hot pants and crop tops were dancing in unison to “Daddy,” the hit song by South Korea’s Bird Uncle. Their moves were wild and sexy, their expressions alluring and seductive.

The other women in the private booth were also experts at creating an atmosphere. While the ten women up front took the lead, the rest stood up—some on the floor, others barefoot on the sofas—and swayed their bodies to the rhythm.

Wan Jiakai, who had been led into a hidden lounge by two women a short while ago, reappeared in the booth after being gone for over ten minutes.

“Oh?”

“If it isn’t Brother Bottle?”

Gu Heng, who had been making idle chat with Wan Jiaze, raised an eyebrow and teased with a smile as he watched the refreshed-looking Wan Jiakai sit back down beside him.

“Ahem!”

“Not empty anymore, not empty.”

Wan Jiakai coughed lightly in embarrassment and gave Gu Heng a knowing look. “It’s been filled to the brim now.”

“So?”

“Did you like those two girls?”

Gu Heng couldn’t help but chuckle at Wan Jiakai’s expression.

“Loved ’em!”

“Absolutely loved ’em!”

Wan Jiakai was visibly savoring the memory.

“If you like them so much, have them warm your bed tonight.”

Gu Heng teased Wan Jiakai, “You know, you’re a real pervert. Having two girls who look just like Xu Ruo and Sun Yanyan service you at the same time… Must have been quite a thrill, huh?”

“You want the honest truth?”

Wan Jiakai blinked.

“Duh.”

Gu Heng rolled his eyes.

“Hehe…”

“Man, that was so thrilling it should be illegal! The absolute ultimate rush!”

Wan Jiakai gave a thumbs-up. “Gotta say, the Platinum Association really lives up to its name as Beichun’s most high-end music and business lounge. Two words: Top notch!”

“That was just a little taste, and you’re already this worked up?”

Gu Heng smiled and shook his head. “Could you at least try to have some self-control?”

Wan Jiaze watched the two of them whispering. He knew exactly what Wan Jiakai had been up to during his disappearance, but he chose to turn a blind eye.

‘Some things are better guided than blocked,’ he thought.

If Wan Jiakai didn’t have those kinds of inclinations, they wouldn’t have even met here today.

‘Even if I stopped Wan Jiakai today, what about tomorrow?’

So he might as well let Wan Jiakai run wild.

Just as the atmosphere in the booth was reaching a fever pitch, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Everyone instinctively looked toward the door. Wan Jiakai, Wan Jiaze, Sun Ye, and the others were all slightly stunned as they watched the unfamiliar woman who entered the booth.

The room was already full of beautiful young women, but the moment this newcomer appeared, Wan Jiakai and the others suddenly felt that all the girls who had seemed perfectly attractive just moments before had been reduced to cheap, common makeup.

A total knockout!

An absolute knockout!

Her coolly beautiful face, her long, slender legs that could rival a supermodel’s—she looked like the Creator’s most perfect masterpiece.

And just after this woman appeared, a particularly burly middle-aged man in a black business suit followed her in from outside.

“Over here.”

When Gu Heng saw Jiang Ruan and Chu Zhengnan, he raised a hand and gestured to them.

Seeing Gu Heng, the two of them immediately walked over.

“Who’s that?”

Wan Jiakai stared at Jiang Ruan, utterly mesmerized by her otherworldly beauty.

“My sugar mama.”

“Pale skin, gorgeous face, and long legs, right?”

The corners of Gu Heng’s mouth lifted. “What do you think? I wasn’t lying, was I?”

“Gu Heng!”

“You lucky bastard!”

“You don’t know the meaning of hardship, do you?!”

“Is this even being a kept man?”

“This is clearly getting paid to have your cake and eat it too!”

Wan Jiakai didn’t doubt Gu Heng’s words for a second. Chu Zhengnan had entered with Jiang Ruan, and his powerful presence served to reinforce the impression that Jiang Ruan was exactly who Gu Heng claimed she was.

“Wait!”

“Your sugar mama is here looking for you, so how come you don’t look the least bit flustered?!”

Just as Wan Jiakai belatedly had this realization, Jiang Ruan and Chu Zhengnan had already reached Gu Heng.

Seeing this, Wan Jiakai immediately reached out, pulled the young women sitting on either side of Gu Heng over to himself, and threw his arms around them.

“Ma’am!”

“Don’t get the wrong idea!”

“I ordered all these girls! They have nothing to do with Gu Heng!”

Wan Jiakai said to Jiang Ruan with a look of righteous solemnity.

Jiang Ruan, who had just walked up to Gu Heng and hadn’t yet had a chance to speak, was slightly taken aback by Wan Jiakai’s sudden display, her expression turning to one of mild confusion.

“Er…”

Feeling that might not have been enough, Wan Jiakai added, “And not just these four! None of the other girls in the booth have anything to do with Gu Heng, either! We ordered them all. And I’m the one who forced him to come! He’s only sitting here because he had no choice.”

“Right.”

“He ordered all of them.”

“He’s the one who burned down the Old Summer Palace.”

“He’s also the one who guided the Eight-Nation Alliance.”

“He even bombed Hiroshima.”

Gu Heng suppressed his laughter and chimed in, feigning seriousness.

“What is all this…?”

Jiang Ruan’s eyes showed a hint of bewilderment; she had no idea what Gu Heng was talking about.

“Can you be serious for a second?!”

Wan Jiakai was getting anxious, shooting frantic looks at Gu Heng.

He might always be cursing Gu Heng as a “lucky bastard,” but when Gu Heng’s real interests were on the line, he would do everything in his power to protect them.

“Alright, alright.”

“It’s fine.”

“I told you, she doesn’t care about this stuff.”

Gu Heng smiled and shook his head, then patted the empty seat next to him. “This,” he said to Jiang Ruan, “is the Wan Jiakai I told you about.”