Inside the expansive private room of the Celestial Capital's Pear Blossom Garden, Zhao Qing held beauties in both arms, yet he was in a very bad mood. The four-nation competition held great significance this time, leaving no room for any slip-ups. Therefore, he humbled himself to build a good relationship with Luo Xue, but the appearance of Li Xin disturbed the stability, especially due to the grand plan he had.
On the side, Hao Ye was already entangled with a voluptuous woman. If it weren't for Zhao Qing's presence, a more intimate bout might have ensued.
Clap clap clap~~
"Alright, save your strength, you all may leave now," Zhao Qing clapped his hands and said. The surrounding women, though somewhat reluctant, knew well about Young Master Zhao's volatile temper.
Hao Ye reluctantly gave a pat on her backside. "President, leaving like this is such a waste."
Zhao Qing looked at Hao Ye, "What's so regrettable about this lot? I'll get you someone better."
