The Big Shot Pays His Debts Daily

When they reached the front desk, Song Huanyan said to the customer service, "I need a room."

"Of course, Miss, please show your membership card," said the front desk customer service with a respectful smile, her eyes glancing at Yun Jianchen several times. A man both cold and handsome. Possessing a strong presence. Always easily attracting the adoring and mesmerized gaze of the opposite sex.

Song Huanyan let go of Yun Jianchen, groping around on herself… After a thorough search and finding nothing, Song Huanyan, like a boneless mollusk, sprawled over the counter, and with a silly smile said to the customer service, "No card… can I use my face as the card? I don't think my face looks too bad…"

The customer service lady smiled a bit awkwardly. No matter how beautiful the face, it couldn't be used for payment. This girl must be drunk and joking with her.

A card was placed on the counter.

It was Yun Jianchen's card.

He was also a member of this top-tier club.

The customer service lady took Yun Jianchen's card and began processing a room.

Song Huanyan lay on the counter like a mollusk, watching the front desk lady handle the procedures, and asked with pouting dissatisfaction, "Why don't you use my face card… You're using his card. Is it because… he's better looking than me?"

The customer service lady couldn't be bothered to entertain the drunken Song Huanyan.

Song Huanyan tilted her head, her cheek resting on the cold counter, appraising Yun Jianchen with an aloof demeanor, "…Indeed, not bad."

The customer service lady also glanced at Yun Jianchen, her cheeks secretly flushing.

Song Huanyan, with a silly smile, told the customer service lady, "…Don't keep looking. I am going to sleep with him tonight… If you want to sleep with him… you'll need to queue up! Let me tell you, he owes me a debt…"

Yun Jianchen just wanted to shut Song Huanyan up.

How did this normally sane woman become such a chatterbox when drunk?

The customer service lady completed the procedures, handing the room card and membership card to Yun Jianchen, "Sir, here is your room card and membership card, room number 909."

Song Huanyan, quick on the uptake, snatched the room card and membership card from the hands of the customer service lady. With a silly smile, she told Yun Jianchen, "…She wanted to touch your hand… You're mine tonight." She straightened up and yanked at Yun Jianchen's tie, pulling him along.

The customer service lady stared at Song Huanyan, she was practically a bandit! How could she be so rough with a male god, pulling him by the tie like that? How could the male god fall for such a rough drunk?

Would she be rough with the male god later?

Song Huanyan tugged at Yun Jianchen's tie… swaying as she walked.

From start to finish, Yun Jianchen offered no resistance, obediently being dragged along by Song Huanyan.

Today, Song Huanyan wore a tight black dress, which outlined her curves perfectly… Yun Jianchen, walking behind her, felt a little dry in the mouth.

"909… 909…" Song Huanyan muttered, her big eyes blurry as she looked at the room numbers… But why were the digits all wobbling? Making her dizzy. She tried hard to keep her eyes wide open to see clearly, but no matter how hard she tried, those numbers kept shaking, making both her eyes and head spin…

Song Huanyan felt a pain in her eyes but still couldn't find it… She gave up and leaned against the wall, her eyes bleary as she looked at Yun Jianchen, "…Can't find it… how about… we just do it right here?"