One Night With A Foreign Man
Are You Still Sane?!

"WHAT'S?!! So last night you went in the wrong room and slept with a stranger, and the next morning you found this black card on the table with a letter that contained an apology. Which in another sense, that man has bought you?!"

Jessica shrugged her shoulders. "Of course, whatever that means. I have to find Devan and return this black card to him, I don't want to be considered a cheap woman for receiving this card!!"

Jia's eyes were squeaking. "Devan, don't tell me if you think the one who slept with you last night was her? Because Devan was in the next room all night and we chatted late into the night. Just like me, he's also worried because you're not disappearing."

"Then if he's not the one, who is he?" Jessica looked surprised.

"What room did you enter last night?" Jia looked at Jessica curiously.

"The room is right next to this room. When I walked into that room in complete darkness, I thought you were the one who turned it off. And when I got inside, I saw a silhouette of a man lying on the bed. He asked me who I was and asked me to leave, yes he kicked me out."

"Then why don't you go!!" Jia interrupted Jessica's words quickly.

The woman shook her head. "I was really drunk and didn't know what I was doing. Even when I woke up this morning. I don't remember the last night I did, which I remember having a hot kiss with a stranger. And the rest I don't remember anymore, because when I woke up I was without a thread." Jessica said.

Jia rubbed her face violently. He really doesn't understand his best friend. Another woman wept blood after losing her honor. But this was not seen in his friend. Angry, disappointed and sad did not seem the slightest in his eyes. He looks ordinary.

"Are you still sane?"

Jessica raised her next to her eyebrows and looked at her confusedly. "Of course I'm sane, why do you ask that?"

"Because you're weird!!" Jia interrupted Jessica's words. "When another woman cries blood after losing her most precious crown, but you are instead relaxed and mediocre!! Do you think this is natural?!"

"What to regret and regret? Since everything has happened, regretting it will not do any good because it will not restore what has been lost. Crying is a waste of time and energy." Answer chimed.

It would be a lie to say Jessica wasn't sad and angry after what happened last night. Because what was missing from her was the most priceless crown at all. But everything had happened, she did not want to be a stupid woman who constantly dissolved in endless sadness. Regret and regret are of no use.

"Truly a strong woman, Jess. If I had been in your position, I would have cried blood. So what's your plan now?" Jia looked at Jessica curiously.

"Certainly looking and finding the man, I must return this black card to him. Honestly, I'm happy to get this black card, it's a pity, but if I take it then it's no different than me with the cheesy guys out there!!" Answer Jessica.

"It's a pity, not everyone can have that black card. But how else, you better not use." Jia took a long breath.

Yeah, that's right. Jessica must find and find the person and return the black card she left to make up for the events that happened last night. She's not a mur*han woman who would justify any means to earn money.

After all, she was not a pitiful woman who was short of money. He comes from a wealthy family, and his family is ranked fifth as the richest family in Asia.

"Where are you going?" Jia asked to see Jessica take her bag.

"Go home, I'm very tired and want to rest. I'll go first, see you tomorrow." Jessica waved her hand and left him just like that.

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The man grinned sharply. "Pardon you, why do you expect me to forgive you?! Are you aware of the mistakes you've made?"

"Sa...I'm sober. For that I apologize. Tu's..Sir, please forgive me."

The man played a firearm, occasionally the tip of the weapon he pointed at the man in front of him. Making cold sweat increasingly pouring from his temple. Is he going to die today? That's what he thinks.

"I'll give you two choices. Die quickly or slowly?" He stared directly into the man's black bead.

"Master, I beg you. Forgive me, don't bun*h me." He crawled up and hugged the man's leg.

Finding trouble with this man is tantamount to suicide. He hated his name as betrayal. And the price paid by a traitor is death. No one survived much less escaped Death after betraying him.

The man got up from his chair and stared intently at the man who was still hugging his feet. He violently jerked his feet until the man fell backwards. "You will be judged, but I will not judge you, but they!!"

The man shook his head. He thrashed and kept shouting his three tub*h at the drag towards the dark room with a strong rusty iron scent. Crying, roaring, begging, all that will be useless. He has made a big mistake and has made the most dangerous Mafia boss angry. And he had to pay a lot for his actions.

"Xiao Luhan!! You really are a Devil!!"

The man was Luhan, just waving his hand a sign of indifference. He left the super magnificent building with three floors. The man had made an unforgivable mistake, and a man like him deserved punishment.

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Tapp....

Luhan stopped his steps as he smelled a familiar perfume when a woman passed by his car. He immediately came down and turned to the woman to leave, but nil. The figure had disappeared and he didn't know where he was turning.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Reproved a man saw the confused face of his boss.

Luhan. "It's nothing." Then Luhan got back in his car. The scent of the perfume reminded her of the scent of the woman who entered her room that night. "I can't be wrong, could it be that the one who just passed by was really him?"

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Seriate.