On the top floor of the Phoenix Hotel, in the dim and luxurious presidential suite.

Just as she entered the room, she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. She subconsciously bit her lips. A trace of fear flashed on her youngish face.

"It seems that he is taking a shower," Ye Yao thought.

She clenched her fists tightly and stood at the door at a loss for what to do. The maid costume she wore made her feel very uncomfortable as it exposed a large portion of her chest. She could not help but pull the collar upwards.

If it wasn't for her mother, how would she agree to this unreasonable and disgusting deal? And all of this was because of her own father. Thinking of this, a trace of disappointment flashed through her eyes.

"Who are you?"

Ye Yao was frightened by the sudden sound. She raised her head and looked at the speaker. She met a pair of deep and cold eyes.

He had just finished his shower and was only wearing a towel around his waist. His upper body was in almost perfect shape with obvious six packs.

This was the first time Ye Yao had seen such a scene. She couldn't help but blush and was speechless for a moment.

The man looked at her for a long time and seemed to understand something.

He looked at her with an interested expression. "They sent you here?"

They? Did he mean her father…Ye Yao nodded, and her eyes were filled with cowardice.

She knew what would happen tonight. She clearly hated it, but she couldn't avoid it. This feeling of helplessness made her lower her head and feel like crying. She tried her best to hold back the tears.

"Come here."

She heard the man speak and looked up. He was already sitting on the wide bed, shaking the wine glass in his hand and looking at her mockingly.

His gaze was more staring than looking. His burning gaze circled around her body, which made her unconsciously cover her snow-white chest.

"I told you to come over."

He lost his patience and hooked his fingers at her.

Ye Yao held her breath and walked closer to the man before finally stopping in front of him.

"Drink this."

He waved his glass in front of her and waited for her to take it.

"I...I don't drink wine."

Her voice was soft and made him feel comfortable.

He looked at her with interest. It turned out that they had sent over such an ignorant little white rabbit. He had a good idea of how to teach her.

"You don't?"

He raised his eyebrows, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her heavily the next second.

The sweet liquid slowly flowed into her mouth and shocked her. She stopped covering her chest and used her hands to push the man on her body.

But her strength was insignificant in face of him. He carried her to the bed, reached out to turn off the light in front of the bedside table, and pressed her under his body.

She could not resist and gradually accepted all of this passively. He kept devouring her sweetness all night.

……

The day was already broken outside the window. Sunlight shone through the thick window on the figure on the bed. She was sleeping soundly and her slender eyelashes flashed like butterflies.

By the time Ye Yao opened her eyes, it was almost noon. She struggled to get up from bed. The pain in her lower body made her remember clearly what had happened last night.

There was a patch of redness under the silk quilt. She bit her lips and covered the quilt on it. She was the only person now left in the presidential suite. The man had already left.

Ye Yao got out of bed. Her legs went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.

She sniffed, adjusted her breathing, and reached out to pick up the maid costume that had been thrown on the ground.

Because of the man's strength, there were already a few cracks on the clothes. The price of this set of clothes was worth a month of her living expenses!

After putting the clothes aside, she saw a neatly stacked set of women's clothes on the desk.

There were a simple chiffon shirt and a light pink skirt, probably prepared for her. She picked up the clothes, endured the pain on her lower body, and walked into the bathroom.

She scrubbed her body again and again. In the tall full-body mirror she saw a girl with a slightly pale and beautiful face and traces of what he had left behind last night on her body. Her face started to get hot and she continued to rub her already red skin.

As she walked out of the bathroom, she heard a familiar melody.

Her phone was ringing!

She remembered that she had put her phone in the bow pocket of the maid costume. She walked over quickly and this made her lower part ache. She could not help but frown. She picked up the maid costume on the floor, took out the old Nokia phone from the pocket, and pressed the answering button.

"Hello."

"Yaoyao, you've really disappointed me! You actually made President Liu wait all night! Where are you now? Go home immediately!"

Ye Zhanyun's reprimand came the receiver puzzled Ye Yao. She had clearly done as he said to devote herself!

"Dad, I'm in the hotel. I did as you said!"

"Humph!" Ye Zhanyun snorted coldly, "If you want your mother to continue her treatment in the hospital, come back immediately!"

Before Ye Yao could speak, he hung up the phone with a thud.

An ominous premonition surged in her heart. She held the phone in her hand and staggered out of the suite.