Morin's efficiency couldn't be denied; the young master finally had a breakthrough in this regard. Even finding a call girl was better than bottling up and causing himself problems.
When Gong Ting drove to the private villa, Morin was already in the downstairs living room with that woman.
Gong Ting didn't even change his pajamas and just threw on a dark blue overcoat. Under the lights, the man's face was as handsome as jade, his every move exuding elegance and nobility. He glanced faintly at the uneasy woman, "Clean up and wait for me in bed."
Morin hurriedly took the woman to the guest room. A short while later, Morin emerged, watching the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window smoking, his silhouette proud and aloof. He walked over and stood behind him, "Young master, if you want a woman, find a clean girl. There's no need to look for a woman rolling in the dust; that would taint you."
