Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 114

I went up to the third floor. There weren't many guests on the third floor, but it was easy to see familiar faces from the court.

There were even fewer customers on the fourth floor, and ten times more waiters than customers.

I sneaked up to the fifth floor when no one was looking. The four big characters "Unauthorized Person Entering" were arrogantly displayed in the middle of the road. I kicked it relentlessly: "Trying to block my way with just a sign? Bah!"

I stood on the main road on the fifth floor, feeling frustrated. There was no one there. It seemed that everyone was poor and couldn't afford to come up.

As I walked further in, I found that the fifth floor was nothing special; frankly, it wasn't as nice as the second floor. There was only a six-meter-long corridor with simple private rooms on both sides, without even a decent set of furnishings.

This place still costs 100 taels!

Are you trying to fool me into thinking I've never been to a fancy hotel?!

Boring. I just turned to leave.

"Crack—!" The sound of porcelain shattering rang out.

I turned around and looked at the empty corridor. I listened carefully again, but there was no sound.

Could there be rats? It seems to be coming from the inner room.

I moved forward cautiously; no one came up from downstairs, and no one moved around upstairs.

I suddenly feel this place is terrifying, I'd better not go.

"Smack!" I was so startled that I shuddered and took two steps back.

Surely no one would be so extravagant as to spend so much money on a woman.

I pricked up my ears and lay down on the floor to listen, but there was no sound of footsteps or voices. What was going on? I crawled forward a few steps. I listened again, but it was still quiet. I crawled forward a little further. I knelt on the ground and looked around. I was still all alone. The sign with four large characters still stood across the stairwell, lonely and forlorn.

I continued forward, climbing all the way, but the door remained firmly locked.

The floor didn't leave any marks from my mopping motion. I touched the floor; it was so clean and warm. It seems the name "Fu Nuan Ge" (Heartwarming Pavilion) is true.

I crawled forward out of curiosity, figuring that no one could see me anyway, and I treated it as if I were back in my childhood.

Just as I was enjoying the climb, I looked up and saw that the gate in front of me was unlocked.

I knelt down and looked carefully. It was indeed unlocked. I knelt for two minutes and didn't hear any sound.

Can I go in and see what's inside?

hey-hey!

I raised my hand, just about to push the door open.

"Whoosh—!" A throwing knife whistled past my ear with a whooshing sound.

I stood there dumbfounded, holding my hand up, completely forgetting what to do next.

Three seconds later, a strand of black hair slowly slipped off my head.

Did I almost die? I almost died! I never imagined I could die like this. I can't believe I died like this!

I pushed the door open blankly, not knowing what I was doing. At that moment, all I wanted to do was see what might kill me.

The door was open.

A splash of emerald green caught my eye. Without even looking up, I knew this was a bewitching beauty who would make any woman envious. Sometimes, such a person can truly command your submission from a hundred miles away with their unique aura.

I didn't dare look up, but when I looked straight ahead, I saw a figure that was all too familiar to me.

He turned to look at me, his furrowed brows revealing a hint of displeasure.

No matter what, seeing him now makes me feel so at ease. I have to say: Your hair won't turn white!

"Who the hell let the cleaver fly at my head?! They're asking for it!"

Chou Qian turned his head away, no longer looking at me. A very strange-looking man sat next to me; his appearance was hard to describe. Usually, people who sat next to Chou Qian were good-looking, and he was no exception. His eyes were well-defined, and his nose was perfectly shaped. He looked like a cute koala.

Five feet away from the three of them sat another man, occupying a table by himself. With the koala as the dividing line, he was on the left, and the three men (Chou Qian, Kuai Qian, and Kuai Qian) on the right. The furnishings here were no different from those on the second floor, but perhaps the items here were more valuable.

"I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf?!" If you dare to cut my hair, you'll lose your head!

"Get out." Those two simple words carried a chilling coldness that went straight to the bone.

I managed to stabilize myself thanks to the unscrupulous skills I've honed over the years in front of big shots.

She crawled up to Chou Qian and tugged at his sleeve, saying, "Qianqian, he was mean to me." This book is first published by Xiaoxiang Academy; please do not reprint!

[Text: Chapter Sixty-Three]

Chou Qian ignored me, and the other two didn't look at me either. But the lady I wasn't looking at glanced at me. Is this what they call attraction between opposite sexes? Am I handsome again?

"Why are you here?"

I miss you.

"rare."

"hey-hey."

"Get out!" This time the voice was as loud as the Arctic. I put on my "down jacket" (and moved closer to Chouqian), glared at him fiercely, and said, "If you want to leave, then leave! What are you yelling about!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the koala's right hand moved violently, a blinding light flashed, and a kitchen knife followed closely behind.

I stood there dumbfounded, having completely forgotten what to do in case of an emergency.