<strong>Capítulo 1463: Chapter 1476</strong>


    “Hey! Yaoyao! That’s not the point! The point is I went into the wrong room! That person wasn’t Chu Ge!”


    An Ruoxi squatted helplessly in the bar’s restroom. She’d been crouching here for an hour, eyes glued to her phone screen, trying to imprint Chu Ge’s photo in her mind!


    “Don’t make the same mistake this time.”


    An Ruoxi stared at the words on the screen, feeling it was so unfair. Why do they get to stay home enjoying good food and drink while she’s out here working her butt off! And in this kind of ce! Damn Shen Yaoyao even got her dressed up like this, making it hard for her to step out of this door.


    Thinking about her mother on the hospital bed and the money she owed Wei Yu, the finger that was about to press the send button halted in mid-air, eventually deleting each of herints word by word.


    She stood in front of the mirror, wearing a low-cut dress that barely covered her hips, struggling on high heels. Everyone who came in gave her a lingering look. The micro camera was ready. She turned gracefully and headed towards the private room.


    ording to reliable sources, today Chu Ge would bring another woman here for a fling, as long as she could capture photos of them…


    An Ruoxi pushed the door open into a private room, greeted by deafening music and a strong smell of alcohol in the air. She involuntarily covered her nose with the back of her hand as the pungent scent made her gag.


    Sitting quietly on the edge, her eyes scanned the center. Five or six men, each with one or two women in their arms, except… it was him?!!


    Sitting directly opposite from her, he maintained a cold expression under the lights, his body emanating a chilly aura, causing An Ruoxi to rub her arms unconsciously. His eyes never left his phone, thin lips tightly sealed, eyebrows furrowing and stretching in turns, in stark contrast with the lively and joyous atmosphere.


    What a twist of fate, bumping into him again! Why does she always go to the wrong ce!!!


    An Ruoxi was curious about what could possibly captivate him so much on his phone. The man shifted his posture, and An Ruoxi hurriedly lowered her head, her gaze drifting to the room number on the door. She wanted to poke her eyes out—3208!


    Seeing that no one seemed to notice her presence, An Ruoxi curiously nced down at herself. No wonder; her curves were as t as they could be… She raised her eyes and gave an embarrassed grin at the crowd. Relieved that she dressed simrly to that group of women, no one suspected her. Just as she prepared to stand, she noticed from the corner of her eye that the man opposite her was also getting up.


    Closer… closer… He was walking towards her. Did he recognize her…?


    An Ruoxi felt uneasy in her seat, her loose hair falling over her shoulders. She pulled it forward, trying to shield her face, uncertain whether to get up. The man passed by her, not stopping, and pushed the door open to leave.


    She exhaled deeply, feeling guilty like a thief. After a while, she stood and walked out, only to find that he hadn’t left yet. He was leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, eyes on his toes, expression unreadable. Two women passing by tried to chat him up. Upon hearing them, he raised his head, eyes shooting a chilling, clear gaze. The women hurriedly left without saying another word. An Ruoxi watched, finding how terrifying a mere gaze from him could be. Grateful for being released “kindly” by him the other day, wondering if he was waiting for someone, hoping it wasn’t for her, the man noticed An Ruoxi’s presence, looking at her with empty eyes.


    An Ruoxi clutched her chest, her erratic heartbeat drumming loudly, walking forward with her head low and a brave face. When she was about to pass him, the man stopped her path.


    “Is… is there something, sir?”


    An Ruoxi dared not look him in the eye, her gaze falling on his suit, which seemed tailored for him, paired with a blue ink tie, making him appear especially spirited…


    “How long do you n on following me?” Ye Chen’s tone carried a hint of displeasure.


    “Huh?” An Ruoxi was dumbfounded by his question. Following him? Did this guy really think she was a stalker?


    “No, sir, I just…”


    “Went into the wrong room again?” His eyes were full of doubt, finding her excuse terribly cliché.


    An Ruoxi had no way to defend herself. She really did go into the wrong room again. As she pondered how to exin, she suddenly saw Wei Yu approaching, holding a woman. Startled, she instinctively rushed forward, grabbed the man across from her, leaned against the wall, tiptoed, and pressed her sexy red lips against his cold, thin lips, fixing her gaze tightly on Wei Yu, clutching her small bag tightly behind the man’s back.


    The man was slightly taken aback.


    Once Wei Yu walked away, An Ruoxi realized what she was doing!


    She pushed him away, eyes in a panic, gaze dodging, face burning, “I, I… I’ll go now.”


    As An Ruoxi was about to flee, Ye Chen caught her arm, his voice teasing, “Aren’t you going to take responsibility?”


    Responsibility? Responsibility for what? An Ruoxi curiously raised her eyes, looking at him full of questions.


    Just then, a man walked out of a private room, saw An Ruoxi and them, and approached, asking, “Ye Chen, what’s going on?”


    Taking advantage of his distraction, An Ruoxi quickly slipped away, wobbling in her high heels as she ran off.


    She didn’t see the meaningful gaze following her and a smile of unknown intent, as the man named Ye Chen gently brushed his finger over his thin lips, “Interesting.”


    “Yaoyao, I never even saw Chu Ge!” An Ruoxi tossed the camera to Shen Yaoyao, slumping disheartened on the sofa.


    “I told you, making the same mistake twice in a row…”


    “Alright, alright, I promise next time, I’ll definitely aplish the mission!”


    “But I watched what you filmed before, and that person looked so familiar, as if I’ve seen him somewhere. Don’t delete it; it might be useful in the future.”


    An Ruoxi looked up sharply at her, useful? “Useful for what?”


    “Think about it, no one would go to that kind of ce with their wife, especially a patron. And such a handsome man without a wife? Who believes that? Unless he’s gay, but,” Shen Yaoyao tapped the camera, “what’s inside proves he’s a man with normal sexual orientation.”


    An Ruoxi speechlessly stared at the ceiling. What kind of logical reasoning was that? Maybe he didn’t have a partner yet. Lost in thought, An Ruoxi unconsciously touched her lips, as if there still lingered the warmth from him, a silly smile spreading on her face.


    “Hey, what are you daydreaming about?”


    “Huh?”


    “I asked if you know his name? What are you thinking about, so absentmindedly?”


    An Ruoxi gave an innocent look at her. How should she know his name? Just making it back alive was a stroke of good luck.