Jasmine is very familiar with the name Ye'an Club. Before her family went bankrupt, she and several socialite friends came here several times. The environment of this club was high-end and elegant, and the waiters were also very conscientious. She and her friends I usually spend the whole night there and then go home.
This club does not have a good reputation among ordinary people. They all say that Ye'an Club is a den of filth and a place where the upper class conducts shady transactions. However, Jasmine has never seen the shady transactions they are talking about.
So in Jasmine's mind, those people were just making groundless accusations.
This time when she came to the club, she thought that the waiters at the club would receive her warmly as usual. Unexpectedly, when they saw her, they seemed not to have her in their eyes. Instead, they nodded and bowed to a bejeweled lady walking in front of her. .
Jasmine had never lost in a social situation before. She raised her hand, slowly inserted her fingers into her silky black hair, and casually tossed it. The hair seemed to come alive, drawing an elegant arc in the air.
Jasmine straightened her back, raised her chin, and walked towards the agreed private room. Her ten-centimeter high heels made crisp "tapping" sounds on the floor, leaving an unignorable back view for everyone who passed by her.
"Isn't her family bankrupt? How can she still come to Ye'an!"
"Looking at her coy look makes me upset."
"She came here, could it be that she is hooking up with some rich man?"
"I think so. She used to be a Sl*tty girl who loved to hang out with other men. Who knows how many relationships she had with other men. Now she has nothing left, so of course she can't wait to climb up the social ladder!"
The two celebrities in the circle who saw her whispered to each other. They hated Jasmine when she was in the limelight in the past, and now they spare no effort to belittle her.
When Ethan Meng passed by, the two ladies immediately looked at each other with stars in their eyes, "Did you see that? That's Ethan Meng, Mr. Meng, he has such a refined temperament!"
"Mr. Meng is obviously a well-educated man, and he must be very considerate to his girlfriend."
"I also think that if I could be Mr. Meng's girlfriend one day, I don't know how happy I would be!"
As if they were lost in fantasy, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly and a faint blush appeared on their faces.
The waitress on the side seemed a little displeased. She said, "Mr. Meng is the annual VIP customer here. He comes here often and brings different women with him."
"As for Miss Yu, whom you are talking about, I have never seen her appear in Ye'an Club with any man!" the waitress added.
"Lying, you must be lying!" the two women said in unison. "Because you support Mr. Meng, and Mr. Meng doesn't want you, so you lied and slandered Mr. Meng!"
The waitress was speechless and choked up. "I know Mr. Meng is a man I can't reach, and I never dare to have any desire for him. I'm just telling the truth."
One of the famous ladies crossed her arms and looked at the waiter arrogantly: "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts. Taimei protects Taimei. She is the same as Jasmine, so she defends Jasmine and attacks Ruya. "Mr. Meng!"
The waitress sighed helplessly, hating herself for talking too much, and led the two ladies into the box and fled.
Jasmine walked into the private room and sat down on the white sofa, right next to a horse hitching post made of bluestone. The elegant artistic atmosphere is the characteristic of Ye'an Club. Jasmine poured a cup of tea and took a sip. One ankle in high heels was casually placed on the knee of the other leg. "When will the shooting start?"
The man with the camera across from him curled his lips and said, "Don't worry! This GG needs to be monitored personally by our director!"
"When will your director come?"
"Almost there, almost there!" said the man.
Jasmine adjusted her red dress. They had said in private messages that they wanted her to come and shoot a video of Lipstick Girl with Red Flowers Reflecting Red, so they specifically asked her to wear a red dress. Jasmine put on her favorite red silk dress, which was a gift from her mother on her eighteenth birthday, saying that it could bless her. This was the first time in her life that she had shot a girl video, so Jasmine took out the dress that had been kept at the bottom of the box, hoping that the shoot would go smoothly.
At this time, the photographer took out an agreement, "This is the contract for our gg video shooting, please sign it!"
Jasmine took a quick glance and signed it.
The photographer put away the contract and smiled in an ambiguous way.
Jasmine was slightly startled when he saw this.
At this moment, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in from the door. Jasmine raised her eyes and met Ethan Meng's aggressive gaze. "How could it be you?"
"Jasmine, after running away for so long, you still fell into my hands." The corners of Ethan Meng's mouth raised, and his sharp eyes scanned Jasmine up and down. The words he said made Jasmine feel so sick that he wanted to retching.
Jasmine crossed her arms, pulled at the hem of her red silk skirt, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to take pictures anymore! I don't want to take pictures anymore!"
"I don't want to shoot," Ethan Meng leaned over, "It's not up to you. You just signed the contract!"
Ethan Meng took the contract handed to him by the photographer and slammed it on the table.
"Take another look at the contents of the contract!"
Jasmine had not paid any attention to the contents of the contract just now, he just wanted to finish the filming quickly. Now, looking at it again, he felt that every clause was an unfair clause. The content of the filming was decided by Party A, and Party B could only do it. If there was a breach of contract, Party B would have to compensate Party A one million!
That's one million. How can she compensate Ethan Meng if she has one million now.
"I...I want to shoot some kind of video, lipstick gg, right! I know, just like on TV, I can shoot it!"
Jasmine's body couldn't stop trembling. Isn't it just a photo of lipstick? She just did it.
Unexpectedly, Ethan Meng took out his mobile phone and pressed the play button. The woman in the video was just like the women in Japanese porn movies, doing all kinds of erotic actions.
These images gave Jasmine a blow. She opened her eyes wide in shock, with endless fear and helplessness reflected in her pupils. Jasmine quickly opened the door and asked for help from the owner of the club who passed by the private room. She remembered that he used to treat She is very enthusiastic.
But the middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing looked at her and smiled slightly: "Miss Yu, I won't disturb you and Mr. Meng anymore."
Then he stuffed her back into the private room and said hello to Ethan Meng.
Jasmine's heart immediately dropped to the bottom of her heart. She finally understood why some people said that this place was harboring filth and evil. The reason why she had been able to live freely and happily for so many years was because her parents supported her behind her back. Without her parents' background, society's The dark side finally struck her relentlessly.
Jasmine was held down by Ethan Meng's shoulders and thrown on the sofa, "Jasmine, you are an ant that can be crushed to death at any time. Do you think you can escape? It's a fool's dream!"
Suddenly, everything went dark in front of Jasmine's eyes. She seemed to have fallen into an abyss and could never climb out. Jasmine couldn't even cry. She was pale and stared blankly at Ethan Meng and the photographer. She was now like a rabbit among wolves, unable to move and could only wait to be torn into pieces.
In the private room next door, Lucas Wen kept drinking. Bottles of empty red wine were placed on the table. Lucas Wen stared at the door with sleepy eyes. How she wanted to rush out!
But she can't...
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. She saved Jasmine today, but tomorrow Jasmine will still be with Ethan Meng under the arrangement of "fate". Jasmine and Ethan Meng are a perfect match, and she is just a so-called "tool" "People", Lucas Wen's heart ached violently. In fact, she shouldn't have come. Even if she came, she couldn't do anything.
The private room was well soundproofed, and Lucas Wen could not hear any noise from next door, but she seemed to hear Jasmine crying. Lucas Wen's fingers could not help but dig into her palms, and her chest felt as if it was pressed down by a thousand-pound rock, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Lucas Wen knew Jasmine's personality very well. She had been spoiled since she was a child and had never seen any dark side. She must be very scared! Moreover, she hated Ethan Meng so much, but she wanted to be with him.
Thinking of this, Lucas Wen suddenly felt a little confused. Did Jasmine really hate Ethan Meng that much? When she and Ethan Meng lasted for a long time in love, she took the initiative to pursue him. Later, she stopped being with Ethan Meng because she was disturbed by her. .
At this moment, a waitress broke into the private room. She pointed to the next room and looked anxious: "Boss Wen, I know you and Miss Jasmine have some friendship. Just now in the private room next door, they asked me to serve wine. I saw that Ethan Meng played a pornographic film in front of Miss Yu and asked her to do what was said in it!"
Without waiting for the waiter to finish speaking, Lucas Wen jumped up from the sofa, picked up a bottle of red wine, and rushed out of the private room.
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