Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

On the 33rd floor of the Lan Club hotel, in the Presidential Suite.

Qin Luoke, in her 10-inch high heels, sashayed along with the hem of her skirt swaying, as she used a card to unlock the door to Room 888.

Once inside.

She heard the ‘whooshing’ sound of bathing coming from inside.

She naturally set down her bag and took out her lipstick from inside. She checked her makeup in the mirror, reassured that there were no issues, she applied another layer of lipstick. Then she raised a seductive smile, concealing her excitement.

Just ten minutes ago, Young Master Si had found her and given her a card, telling her to keep Lord Li company tonight. If she could successfully lure Lord Li to bed, he would give her extra money.

Qin Luoke was not an ordinary woman; she had spent a long time at the Lan Club. How could she not know the significance behind the name Li Beijue?

Even in a place like the Lan Club, where one casually encounters either the rich or the second generation elite, he stood at the top of the pyramid!

If she could attach herself to Li Beijue, her value in the future would be immeasurable.

How could she let such a heavensent opportunity pass by?

She knew that the most attractive thing for a man was not a woman who only pretends to be pitiable, but one who is composed and self-possessed—the more composed, the more it stirs a man’s desire to conquer.

After setting down the bag, she sat on the sofa and began to size up the Presidential Suite—one night of sleep here cost more than sixty thousand. She hadn’t been to the suites upstairs often; as expected, they were luxurious…

“Buzz—”

At that moment, the mobile phone on the table began to vibrate.

Qin Luoke glanced at the phone and saw the name Chi Enen flashing on the screen.

A woman?

Her eyes sultry as silk, she glanced at the bathroom where the sound of water was loud—seemingly, the bathing was still in progress.

Qin Luoke’s eyes flickered, and she reached out to pick up the phone and answer, “Hello?”

A woman’s voice? Chi Enen thought she was hallucinating and pulled the phone away to check the number—it was indeed Li Beijue’s. She pressed it to her ear again, furrowing her eyebrows, “Hello? I’m looking for Li Beijue.”

“Lord Li?… He’s bathing…” Qin Luoke seemed to be telling the truth, but her words carried a double meaning.

Chi Enen could hardly believe her ears, “You’re saying, he’s bathing?”

“Yeah, can’t you hear the sound of the bath?”

Indeed, the sound of water could be heard over the phone, and Chi Enen couldn’t help but grip her phone tighter, “Impossible!”

“Believe it or not, up to you.” Calculating the time, Qin Luoke didn’t wait for her to ask and calmly said, “Alright, I’m going to hang up now. If you have anything, call back tomorrow.”

With that, she hung up the phone and casually deleted the call history before setting the phone back on the table.

…

The sound of water from the bathroom ceased.

‘Click,’ the door opened.

The man, wrapped in a bathrobe, tall and cold-faced, had his well-defined chest muscles exposed by the deep V of the robe. He was toweling off his short hair, and his falcon-like eyes were already aware of the uninvited guest in the room.

Qin Luoke, meeting his gaze, walked towards him in her high heels, her hand naturally lifted, “Master Jue, let me help you dry off.”

Her hands were fair and lovely, her fingernails painted with red nail polish, alluring and provocative under the light. She had just reached out when the cold-faced man sidestepped to avoid her; his thin lips parted briefly and he coldly uttered a single word, “Out!”

Qin Luoke was taken aback.

She had never been rejected by a man before. Being so rudely turned away for the first time, she struggled to regain her composure.