Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 46

After finishing the small bun, Shang Qinghui felt satisfied, but also a little embarrassed.

She had resisted so much earlier, but then ate so deliciously; her body was far more honest than her words.

As she put down her chopsticks, she suddenly realized Bian Yingning had been smiling at her. The look in her eyes… was exactly like her mother’s when she was a child, watching her eat!

It was filled with a deep sense of maternal love.

Shang Qinghui: “?”

The bun, already in her stomach, suddenly felt a little indigestible.

Shang Qinghui pursed her lips, avoiding her gaze, her eyes darting around. She said huffily, “What are you looking at? Never seen a beautiful woman before?”

Bian Yingning was amused and sat up straight. She produced a bag from somewhere and held it out to Shang Qinghui. “Throw it in.”

The service was quite thoughtful.

Shang Qinghui thought she was throwing away her trash, but as she turned, she noticed that Bian Yingning’s skirt had ridden up slightly as she sat down, revealing a sliver of skin above her thigh. Her entire leg, thigh and all, was exposed.

Especially under the precise lighting of the car, it was very eye-catching.

Shang Qinghui threw away her trash and sat back down.

Three seconds later, she couldn’t help but glance over again.

Ten seconds later, she glanced over again.

Bian Yingning, who had seen everything: “…” She couldn’t think she was being very discreet, could she?

A minute later, when Shang Qinghui looked over again, Bian Yingning slowly reached down and touched her leg, slowly and delicately, whispering, “Does it look good?”

Shang Qinghui nodded blankly, then quickly added, “No… can’t you wear pants?”

Wasn’t her previous outfit fine? Why did she suddenly change into such revealing clothes?

She must have paid attention to her figure; her leg lines were perfect, and there was no excess fat when she sat down. Whether it was the bright car lights or something else, her legs seemed to be glowing.

“Did you put highlighter on your legs?” Shang Qinghui asked incredulously.

Bian Yingning crossed her legs, her high heels loosely hooked on her feet. She straightened her toes, her posture very alluring. “Don’t overthink it. Sister, I don’t need highlighter to shine.”

Shang Qinghui seemed to be stung by this seductive scene. She quickly turned her face away, leaning against her window to catch the breeze, not turning her head back once for the rest of the ride.

Seeing this, Bian Yingning pouted in boredom.

That’s it? That’s all?

…

When they arrived, Bian Yingning didn’t need the driver to open the door for her; she got out herself, and Shang Qinghui followed closely behind.

Hua Cancan, who was supposed to be waiting at the entrance, had already lost patience and gone inside.

Upon arriving, they discovered that there were four bodyguards guarding the private room door, looking very strict.

After stating their identities, the bodyguard opened a small gap, and Bian Yingning went in first.

Shang Qinghui hesitated for a moment. This was her first time attending this party. Looking at the gap revealing the pink light inside, she hesitated.

It seemed like another world inside.

Taking a deep breath, Shang Qinghui frowned and went inside.

…

Although she had some of the original owner’s memories as a guide, when Bian Yingning actually arrived at the party, she felt her adrenaline surge.

As soon as she entered, she saw many “Hua Cancans.”

—Her vision was completely filled with pairs of snow-white, and ample breasts. Was this what a tidal wave felt like?

Bian Yingning pinched her nose, afraid that she would bleed at any moment.

She hurriedly closed her eyes, trying to buffer the shock. However, even with her eyelids closed, pairs of 36D, E, G, F… breasts were still flashing before her eyes, in her mind, in her thoughts.

This wasn’t a socialite party; this was clearly a den of iniquity.

“Are you dazed? What are you doing standing at the door?” Hua Cancan, wearing a royal blue, form-fitting velvet halter dress, appeared from somewhere and pulled Bian Yingning inside.

Among all the halter tops and straps, Bian Yingning, for the first time, wasn’t attracted by Hua Cancan’s impressive figure.

Hua Cancan also saw Shang Qinghui behind Bian Yingning and frowned. “You two didn’t come together, did you?”

Bian Yingning rubbed her nose, not answering her question. “I’m a little uncomfortable in this place…”

“Tch,” Hua Cancan unceremoniously mocked her. “You say that every time you come.”

Everyone saw the two of them entering and hurriedly came to greet them.

The private room wasn’t particularly large, but it had everything.

There was a small bar in the corner, with two female bartenders tending to the drinks.

The entire private room was lit with mood lighting, dimly lit but still allowing one to see things roughly.

In the middle of the private room was a small dance floor, and most people were already twisting their bodies to the energetic heavy metal music.

It was called a party, but it was actually a decadent party for the upper-class socialites, shedding their aloof and noble demeanors.

There was also a pool by the dance floor, square-shaped, not as large as a swimming pool, more like a bathtub. Bian Yingning approached and discovered that the liquid inside was red.

Just then, she saw two women grinding against each other to the music, happily pouring an entire bottle of red wine into the pool.

The image of red wine and white bodies frolicking in the pool suddenly flashed in her mind, scaring Bian Yingning back two steps.

A party where you could come at 18 but not after marriage…

Bian Yingning found a quiet corner and rubbed her head.

Before entering, everyone was glamorous. After leaving, whatever happened inside would be considered a dream.

Wait, where’s Shang Qinghui?

This was her first time here, and she didn’t know if this kind of scene would affect her young mind.

Bian Yingning turned to look for her, but found her quietly drinking with a few other girls at the bar.

Well… she seemed to be adapting quite well.

[Host, please note, this system has detected that you are about to meet the female supporting character Jiang Jiaotao. Please deal with it promptly.]

[Jiang Jiaotao, a gold-digging female supporting character in “Cold Ceo’s Doting: Wife Runs Away with the Ball,” started working at eighteen and is currently the chief pole dancer at the Queen Bar.

By chance, she met the male lead who was at the bar for entertainment, fell in love with his money at first sight, and has been pursuing him relentlessly, trying to get him to support her and reach the peak of her life.]

Just after reading the character introduction given by the system, the private room door opened again, and a woman with her eyes covered by a black cloth and wearing a black gauze dress was brought in. Then, the system gave its mission.

[Host, please note, the gold-digging woman who doesn’t want to work hard will take off her clothes in front of the male lead a week later and be seen by the female lead. The female lead will immediately run out and be hit by a car. The gold-digging woman will also be blamed by the male lead and fall into the red-light district. Please prevent this!]

[Mission value: 200 points, Mission failure: struck by five lightnings]

“A week later? So she hasn’t met the male lead yet.”

System: “The male lead will meet her tomorrow night.”

This… rounding it up, they meet tomorrow, and she takes off her clothes seven days later, so the plan is set in just five days?

That leaves me with… six days?

Six days to change a person’s mind.

The things in this private room would never be revealed to outsiders, so although Jiang Jiaotao was brought in, she couldn’t see anything around her or the faces of the people in the private room.

Because she couldn’t see, she seemed a little unsteady, hesitant with every step. When she reached the pole by the dance floor and touched it, she calmed down a little.

The music in the private room stopped, then a more seductive tune played.

With this music, Jiang Jiaotao above moved.

Her dress was a one-piece, somewhat like a swimsuit, a sexy black gauze dress, with hollowed-out sides at the waist, making her waist appear extremely thin, slender as a willow branch.

She rotated, climbed, and fell on the pole, and some people even went up to touch her waist, which was wrapped around the pole like a snake.

Jiang Jiaotao trembled, and only continued her movements after hearing the girls’ giggling.

Seeing this scene, Bian Yingning poured herself a large glass of wine.

In such a scene, no one would not be parched.

They were having too much fun.

After a while, the music ended, and Jiang Jiaotao was taken away.

Bian Yingning followed.

Jiang Jiaotao was taken far away from the private room, and was made to spin several times to ensure she wouldn’t remember the route before being taken further.

When they reached the operating area of the bar outside, the cloth covering her eyes was removed.

After this one performance, Jiang Jiaotao earned a month’s salary. She was a carefree person and went straight to the changing room to change clothes and go home.

Walking to the non-operating area, around a corner, she suddenly saw a woman wearing a white shirt dress with a black satin sash at the waist, looking elegant.

After a brief surprise, Jiang Jiaotao wanted to walk past her.

The woman suddenly raised a leg and placed it on the corridor wall, blocking her path.

Jiang Jiaotao: “…” Long legs.

“Something wrong?”

Bian Yingning gave a friendly smile. “Sister Peach.”

Peach was Jiang Jiaotao’s stage name.

“I want to learn pole dancing from you.”

Jiang Jiaotao frowned and looked at Bian Yingning. “Do you work here too?”

Bian Yingning didn’t answer directly. “Whether I work here or not doesn’t matter. The main thing is that I want to learn. Don’t worry, I won’t steal your job.”

Jiang Jiaotao thought for a moment and moved her leg. “I’m not qualified, you should find someone else.”

“One lesson, one hour, I’ll give you… 1000 yuan, how about that?” Bian Yingning retracted her leg, slightly bending it, not minding her refusal at all.

Jiang Jiaotao stopped in her tracks.

“Two thousand?” Bian Yingning calmly raised the price.

“Three thousand?”

Jiang Jiaotao couldn’t stand still. “I’m not a professional, I just dance casually…”

“It’s fine, I like the feeling of your casual dancing.”

“…How long do you want to learn?” What kind of fool was this? Was tonight her lucky night?

“How long… it doesn’t have to be too long. After all, I’m quick-witted, I think I should be able to learn it more or less in a week.” Bian Yingning looked very confident.

Jiang Jiaotao: “…” She probably had some misunderstanding about herself or pole dancing.

“Do you have a foundation?”

“I have the heart.”

“…”

“3500 yuan an hour, I’ll teach you… two hours a day.” Jiang Jiaotao said dryly.

Free money shouldn’t be refused.

“Deal.”