Night had fallen, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Seoul cityscape remained as dazzling as ever, with lights twinkling. The distant Seoul Tower seemed to merge into the night.
Cui Wenhan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, a glass of foreign liquor in his hand, gazing at the brilliant night view in the distance, yet he wasn't particularly happy.
It had been two days, and the guy who broke into the corporate building during the day still hadn't been caught.
"Siba! Damn it, I pay you so much in taxes every year, but you can't even catch a petty thief who broke into my company. What good are you?"
Cui Wenhan was extremely angry and also very scared.
It was fortunate that the guy didn't know the internal layout of the company and only went to the other side. If he had come to Cui Wenhan's side, would Cui Wenhan still be alive?
To prevent a subsequent assassination, he didn't even return to Gangnam District, instead staying directly at the Seoul Champagne International Hotel, which was under his ownership.
He was afraid those guys would find out where he lived and go directly to his home to assassinate him.
"Park Zhixun, do you think they can catch that guy?"
Park Zhixun wasn't sure about this question. He could only say, "It should be soon, given the police's resources."
"Should? I don't want to hear that word from your mouth again. I want a definite and certain answer! Are all those killers I pay so much money for just freeloaders?"
Cui Wenhan was furious but helpless. He could only blame everything on the Triads.
If Takahashi Ryosuke hadn't threatened him with his dark secrets, how could he have let this killer escape from his headquarters?
"Go down. All appointments for tomorrow and the day after are cancelled. Announce to the public that I suffered an attack and am resting at home."
After arranging his affairs, Cui Wenhan waved Park Zhixun away.
Park Zhixun silently recorded everything on his tablet, then bowed and exited the room.
The moment the door closed, he cast his gaze towards the bedroom within the suite.
On the bed in the room sat a woman.
This woman was Kim Min-jeong, who had publicly announced that she would be resting for a while. At this moment, her injuries had long since healed, her skin was flawless, and she sat on the bed in a wine-red, backless long dress.
However, her eyes were somewhat vacant, and when she saw Cui Wenhan walk in, a subconscious panic flickered in her eyes, like a startled rabbit.
Cui Wenhan, still in a state of anger and displeasure, walked in and looked at the delicate woman on the bed, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Then he said coldly, "Take off my clothes."
Kim Min-jeong dared not resist and could only step forward obediently to take off Cui Wenhan's jacket. At this moment, she was Cui Wenhan's canary, with no possibility of refusal.
As his clothes came off one by one, his gaze roamed over Kim Min-jeong's body without concealment, full of aggression.
"You are beautiful today."
Cui Wenhan suddenly complimented her, but Kim Min-jeong, who was being complimented, suddenly trembled all over like chaff.
Because the last time, he had complimented her in the same way.
Then, Cui Wenhan's hand gripped Kim Min-jeong's fair, tender hands, gently stroking them, bringing them to his nose to sniff, and then slowly pressing her down by the bed.
He half-squatted, took Kim Min-jeong's right foot, took off her high heel, brought it to his nose, and gently sniffed it.
Kim Min-jeong, who had just finished a milk bath, exuded a faint milky scent all over, and this scent greatly captivated Cui Wenhan.
Then he brutally tore Kim Min-jeong's black stocking, his palm gliding over her silky, lamb-fat-like skin, truly enchanting.
Slowly standing up, "Do you know? You really resemble my first love, with a similar captivating aura."
Cui Wenhan spoke as he stood before Kim Min-jeong. Seeing Cui Wenhan assume such a posture, Kim Min-jeong could only suppress the humiliation in her heart and slowly knelt forward.
She knelt before him and unzipped his fly.
"Hahahaha, what do you think the fans of the Nation's Goddess would think if they knew their goddess was kneeling before me, doing such a thing?"
Cui Wenhan laughed as he spoke. Clearly, the scene at this moment made him feel extremely satisfied; his perverted psychology found some inexplicable fulfillment.
Just as he was laughing heartily, the door to the suite suddenly beeped, then the doorknob slowly pressed down, and the door opened a crack.
Looking at Kim Min-jeong, who was working hard, Cui Wenhan suddenly frowned, then violently pulled off his belt and lashed it fiercely across Kim Min-jeong's back.
Crack!
From the loudness of the sound, one could tell that the blow was definitely not light. A red mark immediately appeared on her fair back, but Kim Min-jeong frowned, forcing herself to endure without making a sound.
She knew very well that the more pain she showed, the more pleasure this man in front of her would feel.
He completely built his happiness on the suffering of others, and when Cui Wenhan saw that this woman had no reaction after his belt lash, he became even more displeased. The belt in his hand struck down again with force.
Crack!
This time it was even harder and more painful than the last. Another red mark instantly appeared on Kim Min-jeong's fair back, with a hint of blood on both sides.
Kim Min-jeong once again forcefully endured the pain.
Cui Wenhan was greatly disappointed by this. He then directly kicked Kim Min-jeong away, walked to the bedside table, pulled open the drawer, and took out a whip with tiny sharp spikes from inside.
He looked at Kim Min-jeong, who had fallen to the floor, and commanded, "Take off your clothes!"
Kim Min-jeong suppressed her tears of humiliation, gritted her teeth, stood up, then bit her lower lip tightly and slowly took off her wine-red long dress.
Because she bit too hard, blood had seeped from her lower lip, staining her teeth red.
As the red dress slowly slid down, a fair, naked body slowly revealed itself before Cui Wenhan's eyes.
Unfortunately, the two marks on her back spoiled this beauty.
It must be said that Kim Min-jeong was indeed a rare beauty, curvaceous, with fair skin, not too plump with a bit more flesh, not too thin with a bit less.
Unfortunately, in such an atmosphere, it didn't seem so beautiful.
Crack!
A merciless whip struck down, and a streak of blood immediately appeared on Kim Min-jeong's back, with tiny beads of blood appearing along the streak.
Her skin was pierced by the small spikes on the whip in that instant, and the tiny beads of blood gathered into a small stream, slowly flowing down her back.
"Ah!"
Kim Min-jeong could no longer bear the pain and cried out.
"Endure? Why aren't you enduring anymore?" Cui Wenhan's lips curved into a cruel arc. As he raised the whip, preparing to strike again, a sound came from the door behind him.
"Who!"
Cui Wenhan's perverted desire was suddenly extinguished. He abruptly turned around and looked behind him.
It was a man dressed in a hotel staff uniform, just standing at the door, looking at him.
"Siba! Who are you!"
He didn't believe it was some clueless waiter who had barged in, as this was his hotel, and the security on this floor was very strong. For someone to silently walk up to him was absolutely impossible.
"Chairman Cui, Zhang Jie greets you!"
Upon hearing this, Cui Wenhan's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils dilating. "It's you!!!"
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