Zhang Shun, having long dwelled in places of ill repute, could tell from Zhang Minmin's expression that she was more than willing.
Casually, he took out a room card and handed it to Zhang Minmin, grinning, "Clean yourself up and wait for me here."
Zhang Minmin, with a coquettish smile, accepted the room card, "Young Master Zhang, make sure you come early."
Zhang Shun nodded with a smile.
"Young Master's charm is unmatched; just a nod and women throw themselves at you."
After Zhang Minmin left, Zhang Shun's personal bodyguard expressed his admiration.
Zhang Shun brushed it off, kicked the bodyguard lightly, and laughed, "Stop flattering me here. Is it really my charm? It's my status and financial power."
"Young Master, you hold great status and wealth, I really don't understand why Jingru..."
Zhang Shun's expression turned cold all of a sudden.
The bodyguard, startled, slapped himself hard, "I'm sorry, Young Master, I misspoke."
