NABC Chapter 404: 404: Unspoken Rules
Chapter 404: 404: Unspoken Rules
Chapter 404: Chapter 404: Unspoken Rules
She felt as if she were on the verge of collapse, unsure of how she had managed to drive. However, the car had somehow made its way back to the television station, and then she followed everyone to a nearby hotel for the celebration banquet.
“Xiao Qing, what’s wrong?” Li Haonan asked, looking at Jiang Xiaoqing with confusion.
“Nothing!” Jiang Xiaoqing shook her head, then said, “I’m just... just really happy today. So excited!”
“Is that so?” Li Haonan was obviously puzzled but didn’t expose Jiang Xiaoqing. Instead, holding a glass of red wine, he said, “Come on, let’s have a drink. The success of tonight’s event, our contribution wasn’t small at all. We’re waiting for the station head to give us a big red envelope!”
“Hmm!” Jiang Xiaoqing was distracted and didn’t hear what Li Haonan had said. Her mind was preoccupied with the evening’s events. She didn’t know whether to keep her appointment tonight, whether to trade her body for a peaceful future.
Throughout the banquet, Jiang Xiaoqing still hadn’t made a decision.
...
For her, making such a decision was extremely difficult, an arduous task. After all, it was indeed hard. Especially for a proud woman like Jiang Xiaoqing. She had always regarded her body as the most sacred thing, so much so that she had never had a boyfriend in her twenties. Jiang Xiaoqing had utopian values about love. She hoped to find a boyfriend and then date for years, or even a decade, with a strict rule against any physical contact during the relationship, waiting only until the wedding night to give her body to her husband in the most sacred manner.
But she had never considered how few men today could actually do that?
When the banquet ended, many people were drunk. Several invited celebrities were also stumbling with inebriation. One famous male star had taken a fancy to Jiang Xiaoqing from the moment he entered the television station. In his heart, she was doomed to be his prey that night. So, during the banquet, he took the initiative to drink a few toasts with Jiang Xiaoqing. Out of politeness, she drank them all, turning her cheeks a bright red.
At that moment, the male star walked over and said politely, “Miss Jiang, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and the one who has moved my heart the most.”
“Thank you!” Jiang Xiaoqing, upon hearing this, blushed slightly.
“I wonder if Miss Jiang is free tonight?” the male star asked with a hint of gentlemanly demeanor, “How about coming to my place for a visit? I’ve recently acquired a few antiques at an auction. I was hoping Miss Jiang could help me appreciate them, what do you think?”
“This...” Jiang Xiaoqing didn’t react at first, but when she noticed his gaze roaming over her body as if he couldn’t wait to devour her, she realized that the so-called antique appreciation was just an excuse—in plain terms, a proposition for her to spend the night at his place. Upon hearing this, she shook her head, “Sorry, I’m not interested in antiques. Besides, I have plans this evening and am not available to go out.”
“Really?” The male star looked disappointed.
“Yes!” Jiang Xiaoqing immediately nodded and said, “So, Mr. Liu, if you’re looking for someone, you can find someone else. I’m not available!”
“Alright then!” The male star understood her refusal.
A smile curled at the corner of Jiang Xiaoqing’s lips, a cold laugh escaped her, and then she said, “Excuse me, I must leave.”
Ding dong...
The elevator doors opened. Jiang Xiaoqing looked up to see an empty elevator.
It was as if this empty space was not just an elevator, but a point of no return. Once she stepped into this elevator, it seemed she could never turn back. Jiang Xiaoqing hesitated for a long time, conflicted for a long time, feeling very empty inside. At last, she gritted her teeth and walked into the elevator, pressing the button for the thirteenth floor.
The elevator slowly ascended and finally stopped at the thirteenth floor.
The elevator door opened, and Jiang Xiaoqing hesitated to take that step. This step felt overwhelmingly heavy and filled her with an indescribable sadness.
As the elevator doors were closing, for a split second, Jiang Xiaoqing felt as if several sturdy men in black were rushing towards her. She cried out in alarm, “No... no!”
She rushed forward to block the closing doors with her hand. The doors were sensor-activated, so they quickly reopened. Jiang Xiaoqing hurried out of the elevator.
The doors of the elevator slowly closed again, and the numbers began to change.
Jiang Xiaoqing ran for a bit, then looked back; the elevator doors had closed. She was now deep in the corridor of the hotel’s thirteenth floor. Along the hallway were closed doors, and Room 8 was a suite, the most luxurious one on each floor, located at the easternmost end—the equivalent of the best room in ancient inns, with the best lighting and the largest area.
Jiang Xiaoqing stood at the door of Room 8, clutching a key card, her heart aching intensely.
After hesitating for a long time and standing at the door for a full ten minutes, she was like a statue, holding the key card for a very, very long time without moving. She was very silent, eerily silent.
A good while later, she finally made a move. She first looked at the key card in her hand, then, with stiff and mechanical movements, swiped it over the lock.
Beep...
The key card made a soft sound as it brushed over the lock’s head.
Then, the door of the room opened. Jiang Xiaoqing immediately pushed the door and entered. The room was pitch-dark; she guessed the other person might not be keen on turning on the lights. Nevertheless, Jiang Xiaoqing followed their wishes. She walked in slowly.
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