Chapter 11 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Jun Shiyan closed his eyes, and it was not long before he could be heard breathing regularly again.

Ling Sheng was about a meter away from him. She tilted her head and saw that Jun Shiyan had fallen asleep. It seemed that she was even more effective than sleeping pills at putting someone to sleep. He had fallen asleep so fast that she had not even needed to touch him. What was going on?

Perhaps her memory had been triggered after she’d glanced through the contract. She remembered now that on the day of her first film shoot, Huo Ci had asked the chauffeur to drive her.

When she had been finished at night, she had thought Huo Ci would send the car over to pick her up. Who knew that Jun Shiyan would have the same car as Huo Ci, which was why she had mistakenly boarded the wrong car.

Jun Shiyan suffered from serious clinical insomnia. All through the years, he’d had difficulty sleeping and had been forced to depend on hypnosis and sleeping pills to ease the symptoms. However, when Ling Sheng had bumped into him, he had fallen asleep immediately.

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Even when he’d hugged her and tried to molest her, he had fallen asleep. Before she could do anything to him, the chauffeur stopped her and told her that she must not offend that man.

Poor Ling Sheng remained in his arms while he slept for four hours.

The next day, Jun Shiyan got someone to send her an agreement. She would get 10,000 dollars per hour, and he even promised not to touch her. The money would be given to her monthly.

She came from a small place and was materialistic as a result. Furthermore, she needed money, so she would do it even for 1,000 dollars an hour. Hence, she swiftly signed the contract.

Ling Sheng looked at the man beside her, who was sleeping deeply with his slick eyebrows frowning slightly. This was the richest man in the world, yet look at how stingy he was! Only 10,000 dollars an hour… 100,000 dollars an hour would have been more like it!

While Jun Shiyan was asleep, Ling Sheng borrowed the chauffeur’s cell phone to inform Huo Ci that she was alright and he didn’t need to worry.

Huo Ci had first called the police and then sped home in his car. On the way, he’d tried looking for her like mad. He had not managed to find her, so he’d had no choice but to go home and wait for news from the police.

That was when he suddenly received Ling Sheng’s message. He flung his cell phone angrily, gritted his teeth, and cursed. “***!”

That girl!

She was playing with him!