The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO-Chapter 1019 - 999: Betrayal?

Jiang Shishuang was furious. Ye Huan, that bastard, had really sunk so low as to go into such a filthy place of debauchery!

"Miss, you... what are you doing..." The driver came back to his senses, terrified.

"None of your business, shut up!"

Jiang Shishuang was extremely angry, her tone full of rage as she stared directly at the extravagantly dressed geisha outside the club's entrance, her fists clenched tightly.

She felt she shouldn't be angry.

If she's angry, doesn't it mean she cares a lot about Ye Huan?

But she couldn't suppress her anger!

Jiang Shishuang's face was clouded with gloom, wanting to rush into the club and drag Ye Huan out, yet she felt she shouldn't meddle with Ye Huan!

She gritted her teeth, threw down a few bills, and got out of the car.

The driver, thinking he had encountered a lunatic, quickly put the money away and drove off in a hurry.

After getting off the car, Jiang Shishuang was still struggling internally.

Should she go in and stop Ye Huan, pull him back from the brink of degeneration, teach him some self-respect, or just let him go, allow him to indulge in his downfall?

If she chose the former, it would show she cares about him.

Choosing the latter left her feeling a bit unwilling.

Forget it, whatever!

She intended to get rid of him later anyway. If he wants to degenerate, let him. Why should she care?

Jiang Shishuang scratched her head in frustration, then stomped her foot hard and quickly left the area!

Meanwhile, at the Celestial Paradise Club, on the first-floor hall.

Celestial Paradise Club truly lived up to its name as a top-tier club, completely different from ordinary nightclubs. There were no deafening DJs and no men and women throwing their heads to the beat.

The hall was quite spacious, with a circular stage at its center.

Three hundred low square tables radiated outwards from the stage, placed in all directions.

Men and women in luxurious attire sat around their respective tables on the floor, enjoying the dance and musical performances by the geisha on stage.

The geisha gently plucked the zither, and the music had a distinctly Eastern flair. Even if it wasn't a lament, it could be described as a song for bidding farewell to the dead.

If someone played this tune in Huaxia, those unaware might think someone had passed away.

But it was normal; the country in the East was known worldwide as a nation of the underworld, and their performances in various settings were often called underworld performances. Their national anthem was affectionately dubbed by the world as: underworld music.

The hall was very quiet. Apart from Ye Huan at the counter paying, everyone was quietly appreciating the geisha's performance on stage.

Occasionally, a geisha with snow-white complexion, dressed in kimono and wearing wooden clogs, would walk in small steps, weaving through the gaps between the low square tables, serving sake and snacks to guests.

The service was quite thoughtful.

Ye Huan paid a 500,000 admittance fee at the counter, then casually found an empty small square table, sat down on the floor, and looked around.

The lighting in the hall was somewhat dim, the furnishings and layout were quite old-fashioned and simple. Apart from a small corridor by the entrance leading to a counter and a stairway beside the counter leading to the second floor, there was only the stage and these three hundred low square tables.

It seemed that aside from the expensive admittance fee, there wasn't anything particularly special.

Ye Huan squinted his eyes, thinking that if he wanted to buy intel, he'd have to go to a higher floor; the first floor was merely a place to enjoy geisha performances.

As he thought this, his gaze met two geisha among the five dancing on stage, whose skills were quite inexperienced, causing him to frown with numerous dark lines on his forehead!

When the two geisha made eye contact with Ye Huan, their expressions suddenly changed!

One of them froze for a long time, and after coming back to her senses, a flash of anger appeared in her eyes!

These two, astonishingly, were Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan!

Even though they wore heavy makeup, making their faces pale as death and looking somewhat ghostly, Ye Huan, with his far superior intelligence, recognized them at a glance!

When Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan were in a daze, they felt the eyes of discontent from the "mamasan," the highest-ranking geisha in the hall. Hastily, they averted their eyes, caught up with the rhythm, and awkwardly swayed their bodies.

"Ye Huan, what a narrow escape!"

"I was just thinking of settling scores with you, you treacherous scoundrel, and here you come walking right into my trap!"

"Fine, just fine, I won't let you off. You wait and see!"

Shen Taoyuan cursed inwardly, full of hatred!

Five minutes later, the performance ended, and the "auction" segment began.

It was called a performance, but it was really just a stage for the geisha to show off their talent.

After the performance, guests in the audience could bid at least 500,000, with no upper limit, to invite the geisha they fancied offstage to pour drinks and chat with them.

Of course, although Celestial Paradise was called a club, it was actually a regular service venue. The most extensive service was pouring drinks and chatting. As for more outrageous East Asian specialty services, none existed here.

It was also strictly forbidden for guests to make any unwanted advances on the geisha. Even pulling a single hair might lead to disastrous consequences.

The background and influence of Celestial Paradise were strong; generally, no one dared to freely act around the geisha.

This performance featured five geisha in total.

Three were quickly chosen.

Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan, however, were left unchosen.

Their dance moves were inexperienced, clearly showing them as new. Certainly, various services were also very raw.

Even though their figures were nice, without the ability to touch, what was the point?

Spending money on newcomers wouldn't provide any good service.

Better to save the money and choose other geisha later.

The guests all thought this way.

Meanwhile, Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. They were under pressure from various sources and unwillingly performed on stage but were internally quite resistant to serving drinks to and chatting with strange men.

Just then, Ye Huan pulled out a bank card and shouted, "The two of them, I want them."

Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan were taken aback, then immediately infuriated!

The guests all threw mocking glances at Ye Huan. This guy seemed new, clearly unfamiliar, foolish enough to spend a million to have drinks with these two novice geisha!

Sure, the geisha had nice figures, but again, they couldn't be touched; this money was completely a waste, so stupid!

Mamasan smiled brightly, receiving Ye Huan's card with both hands, then signaled Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan with her eyes to go offstage and accompany the guest!

Internally disgruntled, Shen Taoyuan and Xiao Yuan still complied.

As they stepped off the stage, Shen Taoyuan's eyes turned cold.

In order to prevent herself from being taken advantage of, she purposefully carried a dagger hidden in her kimono sleeve.

Now it finally had a use!

With a gloomy face, Shen Taoyuan secretly gripped the dagger inside her sleeve:

"Ye Huan, so you dared to choose me, huh? Just wait, today I'll show you what it means to lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot!"