Chapter 36: A Meeting in a Foreign Land [6]

"Hehe, it's just..." Seeing that Wen Xiaorou was showing a bit of interest, the proprietress leaned in and whispered into her ear.

"I won't do it." After hearing the proprietress's proposal, Wen Xiaorou turned beet red with anger and refused decisively. Was she supposed to believe she had traveled thousands of miles to Paris just to sell her body? What kind of business trip was this? Wen Xiaorou immediately felt swindled.

"One million," the proprietress countered, trying to lure her with money since she hadn't agreed.

"I wouldn't do it for ten million." The mere thought of sleeping with some stranger who appeared out of nowhere made Wen Xiaorou feel sick to her stomach. How could she yield for a measly million? She had lived as the eldest daughter of the Jing family for ten years and hadn't been swayed by the breakup settlement offered by Jing Nuo; how could she possibly sell herself for a million? Besides, this wasn't about money—it was a matter of principle.

"Wen Xiaorou, don't get too full of yourself. Don't be so ungrateful." Seeing that Wen Xiaorou wouldn't cave, the proprietress grew annoyed. She had spent a month cultivating her and gone through so much trouble to bring her to Paris just to make a killing. How could she let the cooked duck fly away?

"I will return the salary the company paid me and cover the travel expenses. I am leaving right now." As she spoke, Wen Xiaorou began to pack her luggage.

It was best to stay as far away as possible from a woman who valued money over dignity. Cheng Yiyi had been right after all—how could such a good thing exist? Such a high salary for an intern, and a trip abroad after only one month? It turned out that this Tianli Media Company was nothing but a fraud. Under the guise of a media agency, they specialized in illicit activities. All those "modeling gigs" and "runway shows" they arranged were actually just paths to the beds of wealthy men.

"Two million. Wen Xiaorou, this price is high enough. Don't act so high and mighty; sleeping with one person is no different from sleeping with another." Seeing Wen Xiaorou preparing to leave, the proprietress didn't panic. She calmly raised the offer, seemingly confident that she had Wen Xiaorou under her thumb.

"Sister Tianli, don't waste your breath. I will not agree under any circumstances." Hearing the new offer, Wen Xiaorou didn't even blink as she continued to refuse.

Wen Xiaorou's firm attitude surprised Cheng Tianli. In the past, girls would grit their teeth and agree after the first offer, some even appearing overjoyed. That this little working girl remained unmoved actually piqued her interest. She couldn't help but wonder if this girl was still a virgin and therefore considered herself so precious. If that were the case, she would be hitting the jackpot.

"Xiaorou, have you never had a boyfriend? Is that why you're so reluctant to give yourself up?" the proprietress probed, trying to gauge her background.

"You're overthinking it. I've been divorced once; I'm not as valuable as you think." Before the proprietress could finish, Wen Xiaorou guessed what she was thinking. How could she possibly let herself be seen as something so valuable?

"And here I thought you were something precious! Since that's the case, let me be blunt: no woman who has come here with me has ever managed to walk away. Do you really think you can leave?" The proprietress's expression changed faster than turning a page.

"This is illegal," Wen Xiaorou said, showing no fear. Her only thought was to leave Paris and get away from Cheng Tianli as quickly as possible before escape became impossible.

"In this circle, I am the law." The proprietress watched as Wen Xiaorou finished packing her suitcase, showing no sign of anxiety.

"Criminal circle," Wen Xiaorou muttered, rolling her eyes at the proprietress as she grabbed her suitcase and headed for the door. However, before she could even step out of the bedroom, she felt her strength draining away. Her head grew dizzy, and her vision began to blur.