Purchased A Mr. Right

In the villa.

Emerson had just changed his shoes, and the woman brought by him couldn't wait.

Before they could walk out of the porch, she had enthusiastically got herself into his chest. Emerson could see that she was extremely experienced and skilled in sex. Her eyes let out light of lust. Her red diamond-studded nail slid pass the buttons of his shirt...

Emerson looked on coldly.

He allowed the woman to act freely. In such a short time, her sexy body, which hadn't been covered by much clothes, was almost completely exposed. Her whole body crouched in front of him, her fingers on his belt.

The woman raised her head with curly hair and opened her red lips. "Young Master Chiang, should we do it in the living room, the bedroom, or the kitchen?" Emerson did not respond at all.

He really wanted to enter the state, but, the image of the small figure squatted at the door and pitifully looked at him kept coming into his mind.

Then, he lost all the interest.

Emerson took out his belt and strode upstairs.

Seeing this, the woman immediately twisted her waist and followed him.

Standing at the door of the master bedroom, Emerson ordered in a low and cold voice, "You go to the guest room!"

The woman was stunned and then went to the guest room obediently.

The door was closed.

Emerson did not even take a shower, nor did he take off his clothes. He fell directly on the big bed.

He placed his arm across his eyes.

The bedding was soft. Beddings had obviously been changed, but Bunny's scent of honey-blossom still lingered on his nose. It was faint but followed him like shadow. He couldn't rest at ease.

Vexatious.

So vexatious.

Emerson couldn't sleep at all. At night, the only thing he drank was two cups of fine rice wine. How strong that alcohol could be? But he had a headache.

After struggling for a while, he sat up with his hand on his head.

Emerson went downstairs again.

After sitting at the dining table for about half an hour, there was a noise from the porch, and Secretary Zalkin came in respectfully.

"Young Master Chiang!" Secretary Zalkin nodded.

Emerson nodded, "Yes!"

Secretary Zalkin reported seriously, "After Miss Bunny left the villa, she walked along the private road. Later, she stood at the intersection and stared blankly. It seemed that she didn't know where to go. Later, Mr. and Mrs. Chin passed by and took her into a car. Now she has been sent to a hotel!"

Emerson frowned.

Adam and Anthea Chin?

How did they get involved? But none of this had anything to do with him!

Emerson said gloomily, "Acknowledged!"

At this time, the woman upstairs came down. She had just taken a bath in the guest room, and there was only a bath towel on her body. It seemed that she did it on purpose. The water drops on her shoulders and calves had not been dried up, which made her especially sexy.

The woman misunderstood him and thought that he asked her to take a bath in the guest

room.

At this time, she flew down like a butterfly with a charming look in her eyes, "Young Master Chiang, I have already washed up. Let's go back to our room early to have a rest!"

With his tall and straight figure and his handsome and extraordinary facial features, Emerson was rich as well as handsome.

Every woman in Ice city wanted to climb on the bed of such a man. It would be fascinating to spend a night with him!

Emerson scolded coldly, "Get out!"

The woman was stunned.

Having met the coldness in his eyes, the woman was so scared that she shivered. She ran back upstairs to change her clothes and quickly disappeared from the villa. Emerson drank up the ice water in his glass.

Glancing at Secretary Zalkin who was staring at him, he frowned. "What are you looking at?"

The secretary asked with hesitation, "Mr. Chiang, are you jealous?"

Emerson did not answer.

Secretary Zalkin asked again, "A quarrel?"

Emerson still said nothing.

Secretary Zalkin asked the third time," Throwing a tantrum?"

Secretary Zalkn still didn't get the answer.

Before more viciousness would gather in Boss's eyes, Secretary Zalkin ran away.

The lights were brilliant.

At this time, the entertainment club led a luxury and dissipated life.

After the car stopped, the driver opened the door. Emerson walked inside with vigorous strides with Secretary Zalkin following him. This night, he went there for business.

As they were about to enter, the waiters opened the glass gate for them.

Emerson walked in the front with his hands in his pockets.

After stepping into the club, Secretary Zalkin next to him said in surprise, "Young Master Chiang, it seems to be Miss Bunny!"

There was no need for Secretary Zalkin to tell him. Emerson had already seen it.

As soon as he entered, he immediately caught sight of her.

By the right side of the elevator, there was a petite figure, who was following a waiter and walking into the elevator. The two whispered, and no one knew what they were talking about. Emerson looked at Secretary Zalkin.

The largest VIP private room upstairs was full of people.

All the bosses of various enterprises gathered together. They looked serious and strict when they were working, but when they came to such occasions, they all became beasts in human attires and played crazily.

Ten minutes later, Secretary Zalkin arrived late.

He came to Emerson and whispered in Emerson's ear, "Young Master Chiang, we didn't find what Bunny is doing here! Do you need the boss to give answers?"

Emerson frowned, "Forget it!"

It had nothing to do with him whether she was here for fun or for other things.

He didn't care!

The music was fascinating, and the whole room was filled with the smell of smoke and alcohol.

After several rounds of drinking, the men felt that girls around them were not beautiful enough. One of them stood up and said with a laugh, "Brothers, just now the manager told me that there are several new girls today! All beautiful. What say you? Do you want them? Let's each take one to have fun tonight?"

"How beautiful can they be, more beautiful than the one with me?" "Of course! The point is, they are new! The goddamn novelty!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Emerson was sitting in the corner with his legs crossed. He smoked in a bad mood.

He had the highest position here, and proposer also came to ask him, "Young Master Chiang, what do you think?" "Whatever!" Emerson said perfunctorily.

The others had been interested, and they were all urging. They called the waiters next to them and said, "Go, ask your manager to bring everyone in for us to choose!"

The waiter took the order and went out immediately.

In less than ten minutes, a manager came in flatteringly. He waved his hands and a row of well-dressed girls came.

Each of them was young and seemed to be no more than 20 years old. They were incredibly delicate and stood in a row in the private room.

The eyes of the men in the box widened.

Not only were they new here, but they were also fashionably dressed. All of them were cosplaying!

Many people began to feel restless.

Emerson wasn't interested at all.

He dropped the ash of the cigarette in his hand. When he looked up and glanced at a beautiful figure, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Then, Emerson's face froze at breakneck speed.

In the blink of an eye, he had become a mountain of snow and ice.