A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1694 - 365: If Heaven Wants to Take You, I Won’t Try to Stop It (Fifteen Updates)

Chapter 1694: Chapter 365: If Heaven Wants to Take You, I Won’t Try to Stop It (Fifteen Updates)

The multicolored marquee lights shimmer with splendid brilliance, the bar at night a place of debauchery and indulgence, filled with a decadent and ambiguous atmosphere.

In the dance floor, men and women dance closely to the explosive music, their young faces filled with fascination for this place.

A woman in leather jacket and pants reveals a perfect figure, dancing against the pole with an eye-concealing mask, each pose making the blood surge, every glance and move full of tease and seduction.

Whistles rise from all around, the men’s lustful gazes hardly leaving her, as she finishes her dance, she saunters provocatively through the crowd, each step drawing a wide array of glances.

She arrives at the bar, orders a whiskey, lifting her face to take a hearty sip, brimming with wild and assertive flavor.

Someone sits down beside her: "Miss, your dance was great, mind having a drink?"

The woman raises an eyebrow glancing over, giving a slight laugh: "Am I beautiful?"

With that, she leans closer to the man, exhaling orchid-like breath in his ear.

The man clamps her waist with a grip, pulling her into his arms, appearing to outsiders as if they are tightly embracing, full of ambiguity.

"If you want to live, do as I say." The man’s low voice drills into her ear.

A fleeting shadow passes through the woman’s eyes: "Since you’re here, do you think you can leave?"

Startled for a moment, the man pushes her away and tries to leave, just as he turns, a burly man shoulders him back down.

The woman glances towards a certain direction, the dim light shrouding that corner in darkness, only a pair of cold and snowy eyes seemingly piercing through the layers of darkness, landing directly onto her, filling her with chill.

Pressing her lips together, her brilliant eyes shift, faintly smiling: "If you want to live, do as I say." Using the man’s words to block him.

The man stares at her in disbelief: "You... you dare..."

"A wise bird chooses its branch, I advise you to recognize your current situation and stop any futile struggles."

A handgun is pressed against the man’s lower back, making him dare not make another rash move.

Ten minutes later.

Fu Bai walks into the private room: "Brother Han, the people have been caught, though these are just small fry, digging deeper will take more time."

The man seated on the sofa nods lightly: "Good."

Dongfang Yi pushes the door open, smiling gently: "Qinghan, I’ve done as you said, now I have no cards left to play, could you... help me just this once?"

The man remained silent, like a sculpture.

Dongfang Yi steps closer: "Qinghan..."

"Don’t call my name." Thin lips part slightly, voice as indifferent and cold as ever.

Dongfang Yi bites her lips, he’s still so heartless...

"Sister Yi, long time no see." A voice filled with laughter suddenly rang.

Dongfang Yi turns incredulously, seeing Ji Yunya enter with a smile like a blooming flower, Dongfang Yi only finds that smile glaringly bright, her fingernails digging deep into her palm, forcing herself to calm down.

Sneering while curling her lips: "Miss Ji, long time no see, even more charming than before."

"Thank you, Sister Yi, for the compliment, but it’s Sister Yi who seems a bit more haggard than usual." Yun Ya speaks softly and slowly, drifting in like a cloud.

She hurriedly turns to look at Pei Qinghan, Pei Qinghan’s gaze tenderly falls on Ji Yunya, a look she has never seen before, at that moment, her nails drew blood from her palm.

She doesn’t understand, why do all men flock to a woman as hypocritical as Ji Yunya, isn’t there a man who sees the rotten heart beneath her deceitful façade?

Pei Qinghan should not be so superficial, what exactly does he like about this woman? Whatever Ji Yunya has, she has too, in looks, talent, and family background, where does she fall short compared to Ji Yunya?

Why does she lose so completely?

"Brother Pei." Yun Ya walks in with a squinting smile, nodding at Pei Qinghan.

Pei Qinghan smiles mildly, a smile like the cold moon breaking through the clouds, the one she is most obsessed with, yet at this moment, it deeply stabs her eyes.

"Sister Yi, I was wondering where you’ve been hiding, turns out you’ve been here with Brother Pei all along." Yun Ya paces up to Dongfang Yi, with a gentle smile, yet her eyes are full of icy sarcasm.

Dongfang Yi clenches her fist tightly, then loosens it, smiling: "No place to go, fortunately, Qinghan took me in, endlessly grateful."

"So next, are you going to offer yourself?"

That sentence was full of sarcasm.

She would love to offer herself, but he’s not interested at all, proud her whole life, Dongfang Yi has to face such a defeat.