Chapter 9: Tempting Voice
“Hold on, pretty lady, let’s take a picture first.”
The two girls that Liu Mingxuan brought over excitedly ran to pose with the champagne tower.
“ isn’t the best angle; here’s a better one.” Liu Mingxuan stepped in to help them find the right pose.
Girls liked showing off; even if it was just a few likes and comments on social media, it gave them a great sense of satisfaction. He felt sure he wouldn’t be alone tonight.
When they finished taking pictures, Li Manli and her coworker poured champagne for everyone.
With a reluctant smile, she raised her glass to Lu Liang. “Brother Liang, I’d like to make a toast to you.”
“Alright, then you can leave.” Lu Liang took a sip and lifted his glass briefly.
“Thank you, Brother Liang. We’ll take our leave then.”
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After a short wait, Tan Tao arrived, as professional as ever in a black suit and white gloves, looking every bit the experienced chauffeur.
Upon reaching the Peace Hotel, Zhang Qian’s eyes widened in surprise. “Brother Liang, you’re staying here?”
Lu Liang nodded, taking her to the exclusive elevator up to the British suite on the seventh floor.
Zhang Qian looked even more astonished. She’d heard about the Peace Hotel’s Nine Nations Suite but had never stayed there.
Her gaze grew warmer as she lightly traced her fingers over his neck, swaying slightly before coming around to stand behind him. On tiptoe, she kissed his cheek and whispered, “Brother Liang, let me freshen up first.”
“Go ahead.” As Zhang Qian entered the bathroom, Lu Liang lay down on the sofa, a small grin forming as he got up to follow her.
Zhang Qian was reapplying her makeup when she caught a glimpse of him in the mirror, smirking as he wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands slowly moving upward.
She let out a playful laugh, meeting his gaze in the mirror. “Brother Liang, rushing won’t get you anywhere.”
“You do your thing; I just came to take a shower.” Lu Liang chuckled, giving her a light pinch on the chin as he started to undress.
“Nice physique. Do you work out?” Zhang Qian leaned against the sink, arms folded, watching him like a mischievous rogue.
“I just started recently.” Lu Liang showed no hesitation, undressing completely in front of her.
Then, without warning, he pulled her under the showerhead, turning on the rain shower mode and letting the warm water pour over them.
“Oh no! My clothes are soaked... I’ll have to redo my makeup…” Her voice turned into muffled murmurs as something silenced her unexpectedly.
After some time, which could be considered either short or long, Lu Liang emerged from the bathroom in a bathrobe, looking deeply satisfied. He reclined on the sofa, ordered some late-night snacks, and closed his eyes, still smiling.
The clock ticked on, and as midnight struck, ushering in a new day, Lu Liang’s eyes snapped open, a surge of joy filling him—he heard the voice again.
【June 2, Chinese Online, 39.82 yuan】
Quickly, he looked up the stock and found that the previous closing price was 17.85 yuan.
This meant that over the next 12 days, or 8 trading sessions, the stock would rise by 21.97 yuan.
Although it wasn’t as dramatic as Baofeng Technology’s leap from 7.14 yuan to 310 yuan—a staggering 43-fold increase—Chinese Online wasn’t a new stock. There was no need for subscriptions; as long as he had the money, he could buy as much as he wanted.
He noted the tip and continued to browse news on the stock, unaware that Zhang Qian had quietly approached him from behind.
“Chinese Online? Is there something special about this stock?”
She was dressed in a matching bathrobe, with expertly reapplied makeup, her short, dark red hair still slightly damp at the ends.
Zhang Qian knew how to captivate men’s attention. Beneath the robe, instead of bare skin, was a pair of fishnet stockings, and she was wearing peep-toe heels.
Dressed this way, she was somehow more alluring than if she wore nothing at all.
“It’s worth keeping an eye on,” Lu Liang replied, tucking away his phone. He patted his lap, inviting her to sit.
“Why did you put on makeup again?” Though time had barely marked her face, it seemed to have added a hint of allure.
She kissed his forehead with a playful smile. “I’m afraid you’d take one look at my bare face and make a run for it.”
“With such refined features, there’s no way you’d look bad without makeup.” Lu Liang smiled, gently stroking her leg, his fingers occasionally slipping through the holes in her fishnets.
After their time in the bathroom, their connection had quickly deepened, and at least for now, they felt like true lovers.