You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 594 - 575

"18!"

"19!"

"21!"

In the small hall, a group of women were frantically bidding to compete for tonight's "guardianship of the boy's growth."

They shouted out numbers, which represented their bid for the evening. Of course, the units behind these numbers were "millions." They couldn't be bothered to say it.

Actually, they didn't necessarily want the boy's body.

It's just that as mature, elegant, passionate, kind-hearted, and helpful ladies, they naturally wouldn't miss any moment of the boy's growth, and would provide help when he needed it.

And right now, the innocent boy needed to grow into a real man, and they felt it necessary to personally embrace and teach him with their own bosom!

In fact, their current frenzy was not only about buying a week's "use rights" of the boy, but more about face and dignity.

Just like they loved to purchase a wide variety of luxury goods.

Didn't they know those luxury items weren't worth the price? Yet they still preferred to buy the so-called limited editions, the more limited they were, the more they wanted them.

They were already the wealthiest women in the world, so rich that they had no desires, with their only hobby being the remaining bit of competitiveness.

Who evaluates spending money based on cost-effectiveness? Naïve!

"One hundred million." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Suddenly, someone interrupted the auction.

She didn't utter any simple number, but directly stated the complete "one hundred million."

All eyes turned to the bidder, Christina Alzamassova.

"Are you crazy?" Yelena couldn't help but frown.

Originally, Christina wasn't a VIP here; she must have heard something, drawn by the surprise moment, spending a fortune to gain entry.

Everyone present recognized her, as she was one of the hottest actresses with Roman at the moment. But the issue was, she was merely an actress, even if she was a household name, she should be the poorest person present. Moreover, rumors said she seemed to prefer women...well, regardless, she actually wanted to pay a hundred million to procure a man.

Though they didn't doubt she had earned so much money, being a celebrity actress had substantial expenses too. Even if she could come up with a hundred million at once, it would certainly be at a great cost.

With Christina's bid, the atmosphere calmed down somewhat.

A hundred million was already an astronomical figure, even for them, they had to reconsider. If this hundred million was for buying the rights, they might be interested, but for now, it was only about a one-week experience. Was it really worth spending a hundred million for a week's pleasure?

"You can keep bidding, but I only have a hundred million."

Christina said, pulling a check from her bosom and slapping it on the table.

...

"Congratulations, Miss Christina, you will obtain..." Ivan respectfully and humbly led the way in front.

Heaven's turnover was high, or rather, this kind of vice business generally made a large profit, but precisely because it was lucrative, it was often watched. Ivan also needed to smooth things out and provide subsidies and benefits for employees, with a yearly profit of around two hundred million.

But today's auction alone had brought him half the net profit of last year, thanks to Shen Mochen!

Ivan was truly elated inside.

"Enough, I have no interest in talking to you about this, I want to see Shen Mochen right now."

Christina impatiently interrupted Ivan.

Ivan wisely kept his mouth shut; having been in business for so many years, he knew that women were even more anxious than men when it came to carnal desires.

He wasn't surprised that she knew Shen Mochen's name as he never thought this secret could remain undisclosed forever.

"I hope you have a wonderful night."

After leading Christina into Shen Mochen's room, Ivan bowed and quickly left.

"Shen Mochen, it really is you."

Christina stared blankly at Shen Mochen's face, exclaiming with delight.

...

The next morning, Christina woke in Shen Mochen's arms.

Shen Mochen still wore a wig on his head, his face adorned with makeup, otherworldly unique, embodying pure beauty.

"Good morning." Shen Mochen kissed Christina lightly on the face, recognizing the famous actress from Roman.

However, he hadn't expected her to have such a peculiar kink, making him dress up as a girl first...

Christina moaned comfortably, cupping Shen Mochen's face, giving him a hard kiss on the corner of his mouth, "Today I'm taking you away, are you happy?"

Shen Mochen was slightly stunned, "We can't leave here."

"I know, normally, the places where you serve are limited to this establishment," Christina smiled. "But you should leave here; someone is waiting for you outside."

"Who?"

"The greatest director in the world, Vasiliyevich."

Half an hour later, Christina entered Ivan's office:

"I'm taking Shen Mochen with me, you should have known this day would come."

Ivan raised his head, staring at her. He had been prepared for a long time, but it still felt sudden.

Ivan put on a glossy smile, "Haha, we have never restricted Mr. Shen Mochen's freedom. Staying here has been his own choice."

Christina smiled, "Of course, but I'm taking him today."

"Relying purely on your words might not suffice."

"Do you think I would spend a hundred million merely for procurement? I'm entrusted by Director Vasiliyevich, and that one hundred million was also a token of appreciation for your care of his leading actor during this time."

At this point, Ivan couldn't sit still any longer. He rose abruptly from his chair, "Vasiliyevich?"

"Of course, Shen Mochen will be the lead in his final film, and for that, he's willing to spare no expense. You should know that this great director has many friends in various industries, including even the Royal Family."

Cold sweat poured down Ivan's forehead; this director wasn't joking, he truly intended to cast this foreigner as the lead in his final work?

"I want a video call with Director Vasiliyevich."

"Certainly, but many things can't be explained clearly in a video call. I think you can discuss face-to-face," Christina smiled. "His car is parked outside your establishment now."

Ivan collapsed into his chair, life's ups and downs were truly painful.

Half an hour later, Ivan exited Vasiliyevich's car, more accurately, he was kicked out by him.

Geniuses often have quirks; this director, whom even the Empire's Princess had to book in advance, detested mundane people like Ivan.

If not for Shen Mochen being in his hands, Vasiliyevich would never have spoken three words to him in his lifetime. Engaging in a half-hour conversation was already the utmost patience this genius director had shown towards a fool.