After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

A guest in heaven, a spendthrift on earth.

As the most prosperous entertainment venue in Kyoto, "Heaven on Earth" is most lively when the lights come on.

It was Wen Li'er's first time to come to such a place. She was forced to wear a low-necked white floral dress today. Because the collar was pulled too low, the slightest movement would reveal her chest.

She could only pull at her collar uncomfortably.

The private room was filled with lights and wine, and there was constant noise from karaoke and dice rolling. Wen Li'er regretted coming in the moment she came in.

But today, Mr. Wu from Forex Entertainment is the host. Wen Li'er has just signed a contract with the company for less than a month. Let alone acting, the name Wen Li'er is still unknown in the circle, and she hasn't even made her debut yet.

The company is currently working on a web drama in which there is a female character named No. N. She doesn’t have many scenes, but if she is chosen, it will be a chance for her to show her face.

Three artists, including Wen Li'er, were brought to Tian Shang Ren Jian by Mr. Wu.

The other two artists were more resourceful than Wen Li'er. As soon as they came in, they locked onto today's protagonist, the investor Boss Sun.

On the left and right, they toasted and spoke sweet words, and Boss Sun enjoyed it very much.

Boss Sun, who is potbellied and even bald in middle age, is like an ancient emperor choosing a concubine. While drinking, he would occasionally hug the waist and pinch the face, and skillfully flirt with the two artists.

Wen Li'er felt a chill when she saw this. She lowered her eyes and stared at the time on her phone, waiting for two minutes to pass so that she could find an excuse to leave.

Unexpectedly, Boss Sun, who was surrounded by beauties on both sides, was not satisfied with this and turned his lustful eyes to Wen Li'er.

The girl was just in her early twenties, so tender that water could be squeezed out of her. She lowered her head slightly, revealing her snow-white, slender swan neck, which was as white as new snow and even glowed.

Hair as soft as silk fell between the ears as she lowered her head, covering her oval face as pure as white jade, making her face half covered, as if she was holding a pipa.

Her eyelashes are like a small fan, and just a gentle wave can make people feel itchy.

This is a beautiful face that perfectly combines freshness and purity. You can tell at a glance that she has been well taken care of at home.

As soon as Wen Li'er came in, Boss Sun noticed her and became itchy and eager to make a move. It had been a long time since he saw such stuff in the circle.

Mr. Wu, who was sitting with him, saw that Boss Sun was absent-minded, so he followed his gaze and discovered the key point.

"Come here, Xiao Wen. Why are you sitting so far away?"

Seeing that Wen Li'er didn't move, Mr. Wu went straight up, grabbed her arm and pulled her forward.

Wen Lier suppressed her anger and said, "Mr. Wu, I don't feel well..."

"You have to bear with the discomfort. If you don't serve Boss Sun well today, you will never be able to make a name for yourself in this circle!"

Mr. Wu lowered his voice and threatened Wen Li'er in her ear.

Perhaps it was because she had lived a wealthy life like a princess for ten years and was pampered so well that Wen Li'er almost forgot about the evil of human nature, and even ignored the already dirty entertainment industry.

"Boss Sun, this is Wen Li'er, a new employee we just signed. I brought her here today to see the world. She may not be very sensible, please forgive her!"

"Quick, toast to Mr. Sun and apologize!"

Boss Sun indeed became interested and pushed away the two artists he was holding in his arms.

The two artists were not angry. Instead, they looked at Wen Li'er with pitiful eyes, as she looked like a little lamb about to fall into a wolf's den.

Boss Sun personally filled a glass of red wine and handed it to Wen Li'er.

Wen Lier resisted the nausea and turned her head away, "Sorry, Mr. Sun, I can't drink alcohol. I'm allergic to it."

This made Boss Sun laugh.

"Is there anyone who can use alcohol allergy as an excuse these days? Mr. Wu, your newcomer is not giving me face?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction and threat in Boss Sun's words.

Mr. Wu hurriedly apologized and forced the glass into Wen Li'er's hand.

"Boss Sun personally poured you a glass of wine, which is your blessing. Hurry up and make amends. If you have offended Boss Sun, you will be fired tomorrow!"

"A huge amount of liquidated damages is not something a newbie like you can afford. Think carefully!"

The fingertips, which were so white that they looked pink, suddenly squeezed the glass so tightly that the fingertips lost their color.

Wen Li'er was not short of money, but strictly speaking, that money was not hers, but her nominal uncle's...

She entered the entertainment industry to catch up with him. If she didn't make a penny and had to pay a huge amount of liquidated damages, she would definitely...

The further away from him, the more out of reach.

She is not reconciled.

Wen Li'er took a deep breath and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp with a fearless attitude.

Because she drank too fast and it was her first time to drink alcohol, the bitterness in her mouth and the stimulation of alcohol made her cough. Tears welled up in her eyes and the corners of her eyes were wet and red.

"I've finished drinking. Is Mr. Sun satisfied?"

Boss Sun laughed out loud, and the next second, he pinched her slender waist with his dirty hands.

Wen Li'er froze.

"It's my fault for making the little beauty cry. Look at you crying, you are so pitiful. It fits the role of the dancer in the play."

When Mr. Wu saw that Boss Sun took the initiative to mention the play, he immediately became interested in it and felt that he had a good chance of getting the role.

Unexpectedly, before Boss Sun's dirty hands could fully experience the slender waist as soft as a willow branch, they were hit by the glass.

"It fits you like a ghost!"

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When agent Sister Tang learned that Mr. Wu had taken his people to Paradise on Earth, she rushed over in a hurry, but in her hurry she forgot to bring her membership card.

The membership level of Tianshangrenjian is strict. Even ordinary guests must have a card to enter.

After the negotiations failed, Sister Tang could only make a phone call, but no one answered.

"Why didn't Miss Wen Li'er answer the phone at the critical moment? Could she have been murdered? It's also my fault for not paying attention..."

While Sister Tang was muttering to herself with her mobile phone, a pair of high-end casual leather shoes stopped beside her.

"Excuse me, which little girl were you talking about?"

This is a lazy, low-pitched voice that sounds casual.

Sister Tang looked up, and after seeing the other person's face clearly, she was startled and hurriedly greeted him respectfully: "Mr. Lu..."

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"Catch her!"

"Damn you little bitch, if I catch you you'll be done for!"

Boss Sun, with blood all over his face, rushed out of the private room angrily.

In the chaos, Wen Li'er rushed around relying entirely on instinct, thinking only of escaping from this terrible place and not being caught.

My body started to itch, my vision gradually became blurry, and my legs became weak.

At the turning, Wen Li'er seemed to vaguely see a slender figure. She wanted to brake but it was too late and she crashed into it head-on.

The collision was a bit hard and urgent, and I was dizzy and dazed, but I smelled a faint scent of cedar, like a forest covered in snow, which seemed near and far away.

A broad and warm chest, and a breath that will be engraved in your heart and will never be forgotten.

Wen Li'er grabbed a piece of clothing, closed her palm, and took a deep breath as if greedily inhaling.

Let his breath fill your chest.

Soft and trembling: "Uncle..."