Yan Xiuchen has had enough of this boring dinner with Mr. Wan. The old man had been trying to convince him for a business deal, something that Yan Xiuchen had no interest in. However, this didn't stop the other man from trying.
Yan Xiuchen glanced at his watch, noticing that he'd stayed far too long for his liking. He excused himself and left without waiting for others' answer. His expression was one filled with impatience as he left the place.
He'd never been one for social gatherings and he would rather send his men than to meet most of his business associates himself. Yan Xiuchen believed that his face alone was enough to render someone speechless and feel uncomfortable in his presence.
Even after years of being scarred and traumatized, Yan Xiuchen was still bothered by the expressions people made when they looked at his face. It would have been easier if he had died along with his mother that fateful night. Perhaps he wouldn't have to endure so many years of solitude and being feared by not only his business colleagues, but also women he'd encountered.
It was no wonder that in his thirty two years of living, he was still unmarried and was also a virgin at the same time. Women found his face hideous and those who tried to seek him were only after the money and wealth he had on his name.
He knew from experience that women were easily attracted to handsome men, especially those who had money. He found it funny whenever he heard a woman say that looks didn't matter when it comes to love and dating, because he knew, the moment they met an unappealing and poor man, they were the first ones who would run to the nearest exit.
Would there be a woman who could look past his horrendous face and love him as he is?
'Impossible.' He thought. The usual initial reaction by women upon seeing his face was repulse and fear.
"Wait, President Yan!"
Someone called after him, forcing Yan Xiuchen to stop. He looked over his shoulder and frowned, making the scars on his face more prominent under the bright lights of the chandelier above them. It was Mr. Wan again with his awkward and nervous smile on his face.
"President Yan, please take this." The man then blatantly took Yan Xiuchen's hand and placed a keycard to a room in his hand. They were dining at the restaurant inside a hotel he owned and he was curious what Mr. Wan wanted to give him this time.
"This is?"
"This is a little gift from me." Mr. Wan rubbed his hands together, cold sweat forming on the side of his face. "Please accept it..."
Yan Xiuchen narrowed his eyes and sneered inwardly. He wasn't a fool not to know that Mr. Wan had prepared a woman for him to spend the night with. This wasn't the first time this happened anyway and it only made him choose not to do business with them.
Still, he accepted the keycard and continued walking as he didn't want to deal with Mr. Wan anymore. He decided to see the woman and send her away, but not without giving her the words he wanted to be delivered to Mr. Wan.
When Mr. Wan saw that Yan Xiuchen was walking away after accepting the 'gift' he prepared for him, he sighed in relief. He then made a call and wiped his sweat in the process, thinking that not only Yan Xiuchen was to be feared in the business circle because of his acumen, but he was more frightening in person!
"Hello, Miss Xiao? Thank you for your assistance. We're even now. Rest assured that those customers would pull out the cases they filed against your company."
Back to Yan Xiuchen, he wordlessly took the private elevator and pressed the floor where the presidential suite was. Since this hotel was one of the properties he owned, no one dared to bother him and he was given the leeway to be on his own.
Like the rest of their brotherhood, Yan Xiuchen hated having people following him around. He only kept a small team of security staff and even at his own home, there weren't many staff that could be seen around.
When the elevator stopped and he reached his destination, he swiped the keycard and opened the door silently. He found it unusual that there was no music or a woman running towards him only to stop midway upon seeing his face.
The first thing he noticed was that the scent inside the room smelled heavenly. There were no people in sight and he guessed that the woman Mr. Wan prepared for him must be waiting in the bedroom.
His footsteps were light as if he was afraid to make a loud noise to announce his arrival. Yan Xiuchen would rather not be tackled by another person in surprise, but what he didn't expect was that he was the one for it.
The moment he opened the door, he found a woman lying on a king size bed with rose petals scattered on it and on the floor. It reminded Yan Xiuchen of those things being prepared for a newlywed couple for their honeymoon.
However, he wasn't here for a honeymoon nor did he desire to spend a wild night with an unknown woman.
The said woman was curled in the bed, dressed in a thin nightgown that could make any man's imagination run wild. Yan Xiuchen stiffened at the sight, knowing that even a man like him cannot possibly be unaffected by it.
He forced his eyes to move from her body up to her face. She was lying on her left side, but he could see the smoothness of her skin, the straightness of her high nose and her lips looking pinkish and plump at the same time. But something about her felt off in Yan Xiuchen's opinion.
It wasn't until he heard her sob, and saw tears dampened her blindfold did he realize what it was.
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