The sound of running water beside her ears woke up Chandler Su, who was sleeping soundly. She opened her sleepy eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of her.

It was a deluxe room. The morning sun was shining on the messy sheets. The clothes and shoes of a man and a woman were scattered on the carpet. The room was filled with the smell of lovemaking.

As she looked down at her naked body under the blanket, she felt discomfort down there, Chandler grabbed her long hair hard. The scattered memory of last night came alive like slides.

Her boyfriend, who had been in love with her for three years, said that she was not gentle, considerate, and had no charm. He then went abroad to study for a doctor's degree with a girl from a rich family.

Chandler, who looked tough on the outside and was in fact vulnerable on the inside, was drunk as a fiddler last night. Impulsively, she grabbed a man randomly at the bar and took him to the room.

At this moment, Chandler was sitting on the bed, her legs trembling. She had always respected and loved herself. How on earth could she do something that she wouldn't even dare to think of doing normally? It seemed that it was an absolute truth that alcohol does make a cowardly man strong.

She put on her clothes in a panic, grabbed her bag, and wanted to sneak out without being noticed. She didn't expect the bathroom door to open with a loud bang!

Chandler instinctively turned around and saw a super handsome man walking out of the bathroom.

He had thick hair, a firm face, distinctive facial features, a fit body figure, and behind that loose robe was his half-hidden sexy and strong chest muscles.

This man was a knockout. It was by far much better than her ex-boyfriend.

Chandler instantly felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. She would rather give her virginity to this stranger than to that unfaithful man.

Thinking back on everything that had happened last night, Chandler's face blushed immediately.

Last night, he was at times gentle and at times rough. At the age of 25, she tasted the feeling of being a woman for the first time.

Of course, right now standing in front of him, Chandler was ashamed, but she still pretended to be calm.

In contrast to Chandler, who was at a loss, he appeared to be very natural. He looked at her from her head to toe with his deep eyes. He curled his lips and showed a disdainful expression, which made Chandler very uncomfortable.

Then he suddenly walked to the bedside and reached out to pick up his Gucci wallet.

Chandler understood immediately as she saw a stack of cash in his wallet.

Did he take her as that kind of woman and wants to pay her for last night?

No, she couldn't be insulted like this by a man!

Chandler immediately took out the only remaining 150 dollars from her bag and threw it on the wrinkled sheets in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows and stared at her in confusion.

Chandler pretended to be calm and held her hands in front of her chest. She looked up at him and said in a critical tone, "Although you are good-looking, you are outwardly strong and inwardly weak, and you are poor of skills. So you only worth this much!"

"What did you say?" Obviously Chandler's words had irritated him. She saw that he was frowning and he put on a long face.

In order to pretend to be more real, Chandler stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. She said in an earnest tone, "I suggest that you offer some discount first and accumulate some experience. When your skills get better, you can charge more naturally. Women nowadays are not easy to serve!"

"You're asking for trouble..." He frowned and uttered a few words through his teeth.

Chandler saw that his hands were clenched into fists. She didn't want to practice with him. She chose to escape quickly from the scene before things got out of control.

When she walked out of the Hilton Hotel, his stiff long face was still in her head. Chandler felt her fast heartbeat on her chest and felt lucky that she had run fast enough.