I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 1277: Extra Story of Du Fu 3 (Additional Content for Mo Yu Jingluo)
Du Lai was cursing inwardly but maintained his politeness on the surface as he said:
"The magic performances are scheduled in the morning and evening, from 11:00 to 11:30 AM, and from 9:00 to 9:30 PM. If you enjoy it, you’re welcome to come again tomorrow."
The burly men in black were unmoved, their expressions concealed behind dark sunglasses, like a group of cold machines.
The leader lifted one side of his suit jacket, revealing a dark weapon at his waist, and said in an indifferent tone:
"You should understand what we mean. Let’s go, if you want to come back alive, don’t keep the miss waiting." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
Du Lai: "..."
It seemed he was dealing with someone beyond ordinary wealth.
...
Du Lai had always been greedy for money and cherished his life.
He followed these four men in black to the upper level of the yacht, arriving outside the most luxurious room on the entire yacht. After layers of checks and body searches, he finally entered the luxurious suite—
The first thing he saw was another ten burly men in black.
Du Lai quietly calculated in his mind, from then to now, he had seen at least thirty men in black inside and out. That is to say, this mysterious young lady had so many bodyguards for herself alone.
Truly a lavish display.
He put away his casual attitude, deciding to perform well in a while, not for earning much tips, but because he absolutely couldn’t afford to offend such people.
As he walked further in, he finally saw their young lady.
She was facing away from him, toying with a golden birdcage on the table, her long hair loosely draped over her shoulders, dressed in a pale yellow silk long dress that accentuated her body’s graceful curves, the light color bringing out a lively sense of youth. Just from the back view, Du Lai had a very favorable impression.
Until she turned around—
No, something was off.
She was still pretty after turning around, but as soon as she spoke, an intolerable disgust would arise.
"At close range, you seem quite ordinary..." The young lady appraised Du Lai with a couple of glances, unmistakable disdain in her tone, "Looks alright, but the skin is a bit poor, and the hair doesn’t seem clean."
She sat on the sofa, speaking in a particularly critical tone, "Perform some magic for me."
The way she said it was like telling a dog: do some tricks for me.
Du Lai inwardly disdained these pampered rich young ladies, but still asked with a look of docility: "What kind of magic would you like to see?"
"Anything is fine, the more interesting the better." The young lady leaned against the armrest of the sofa, with the back of her hand supporting her fair and beautiful cheek, exuding a mix of laziness and impatience.
"Finally got to go out on a trip, but now I’m arranged to stay on the yacht, like being in a prison, can’t go anywhere." She pouted and complained, "It’s utterly boring."
"The space on the yacht is relatively enclosed, which can better ensure your safety." A woman said.
Only then did Du Lai notice that besides the men in black and the young lady, there was another woman in the room.
—She was also dressed in black, about in her thirties or forties, with a tall slender figure, hair styled high at the back of her head, wearing thin-rimmed glasses, looking very cool and detached, somewhat stern.
At that moment, she was standing on the other side of the sofa, almost unnoticeable if she didn’t speak.
Intuition told Du Lai that this woman was very dangerous, even more dangerous than those robust men in black.
But what happened later made him realize no one was more dangerous than the young lady.
"Magician, hurry up and perform magic~" The young lady said lazily, "If it’s not entertaining enough, I’ll throw you into the sea to feed the fish~"
Du Lai: "..."
If an ordinary person said that, he would think they were joking.
But this young lady...
Even her bodyguards carried prohibited weapons, so throwing someone into the sea didn’t seem impossible to do either.
