Chapter 149: Zhao Ling'er Is Still Unaware of Her Danger

On the second floor of the clubhouse, a transparent glass window offered a sweeping view of the entire swimming pool below, bringing a bevy of beauties in bikinis into full, unobstructed sight.

At this moment, a young man in his early twenties stood by the window, his gaze locked fixedly onto Chu Tian.

His name was Yamamoto Takeshi. He was the young master of the Yamamoto Group and the primary investor in Zhao Ling'er's current film project.

"Who is that young man, and why is he staying with Miss Zhao?"

Yamamoto Takeshi spoke slowly, his Mandarin somewhat halting and unnatural.

Anyone familiar with the language could immediately detect the awkwardness in his phrasing.

"Young Master, our guest list should not include this person."

"That young man entered the premises alongside Miss Zhao just now. Perhaps he is a male companion brought by her."

Hearing the inquiry, the middle-aged man standing nearby bowed slightly, his tone exceptionally respectful.

Just then, Chu Tian suddenly felt an unusual sensation, as if someone from somewhere was staring right at him.

A martial artist's perceptions are far sharper than those of ordinary people, which was why Chu Tian was able to capture that lingering gaze.

He turned his head and looked up toward the second floor.

Through the transparent glass, Chu Tian and Yamamoto Takeshi locked eyes.

This was a young man he had never met before. Chu Tian was certain he did not know the other person, so why was this stranger staring at him?

Seconds ticked by, and neither of them looked away.

After a long while, Yamamoto Takeshi voluntarily withdrew his gaze and turned away from the window.

The next second, the middle-aged man stepped forward and casually drew the curtains.

The drapes blocked the transparent glass, instantly cutting off Chu Tian's line of sight.

"These wealthy folks really are weird. Instead of looking at the beauties in the pool, they stare at me?"

Wearing a puzzled expression, Chu Tian shook his head, pulled his gaze back, and once again turned his attention toward the swimming pool.

How strange these rich people were! Faced with such a feast for the eyes right before them, why on earth would they kill the mood by drawing the curtains?

Up on the second floor, inside a private parlor.

The spacious room was occupied by Yamamoto Takeshi, the aforementioned middle-aged man, and a group of young men and women.

The men were all youths, each of them holding a scantily clad beauty in his arms.

"Lord Yamamoto, we've already sent Director Li to invite Zhao Ling'er. She'll be up in a moment, so you mustn't miss this opportunity!"

"Zhao Ling'er truly is a peerless beauty. No wonder Lord Yamamoto cannot get her out of his mind. Even without internet filters, she is still an absolute stunner in reality."

"It's just a pity that Zhao Ling'er is completely impervious to reason. No matter how much money is thrown at her, she simply refuses to sleep with a man."

"Zhao Ling'er's background is no simple matter. But the harder a beauty is to conquer, the more challenging it is."

"Hmph! Just a mere female celebrity, what kind of background could she possibly have? She's nothing more than a plaything meant to entertain with her looks!"

Several of the young men sneered contemptuously, their tones devoid of even a shred of respect.

Hearing this, the women in the room looked somewhat embarrassed.

They, too, belonged to the entertainment industry. Although not as famous as Zhao Ling'er, they were still minor celebrities with a certain degree of renown.

The conversation among these young men swept them into the same category, insulting them right along with her.

Yet, what the young men said was indeed the truth. These women were indeed covetous of wealth and could easily be bought into a man's bed with enough money.

Only in the eyes of ordinary people were celebrities held in high esteem. To these scions of wealthy families, however, these female stars were merely playthings and tools, no different from ordinary women!

"If you ask me, since Lord Yamamoto is so outstanding, why even bother spending money?"

"If Lord Yamamoto were to express his adoration, Zhao Ling'er would surely give him her heart and willingly throw herself into his arms!"

"The movie Zhao Ling'er recently signed on for is invested by the Yamamoto Group anyway. For Lord Yamamoto to manipulate her is naturally a piece of cake."

The group of young men bantered back and forth, and laughter instantly filled the parlor.

"Since you all put it that way, I am actually starting to get quite interested. In any case, I am determined to have Zhao Ling'er today."

Yamamoto Takeshi flashed an alluring, wicked smile, a deep and dark glint flickering in his eyes.

...

Meanwhile, in the corridor outside the private room.

"Ling'er, when you see Lord Yamamoto in a moment, try to keep your attitude as warm as possible!"

Director Li inched closer to Zhao Ling'er and offered a quiet reminder.

"Why?"

Zhao Ling'er's face darkened, clear reluctance written across her features.

"Lord Yamamoto is the investor for our film. Whether our movie can be released smoothly depends entirely on his support."

"You must not offend him. Otherwise, our film will be ruined, and everyone will suffer along with you."

Director Li inwardly bemoaned his fate, pinning all his hopes on Zhao Ling'er.

"I don't want to entertain this kind of second-generation rich kid!"

Softening her tone slightly, Zhao Ling'er still voiced her true thoughts.

"Ling'er, I know what you're thinking, but Lord Yamamoto is a guest who has traveled from afar."

"He is the heir to a major financial group; surely he isn't some vulgar lecher. You just need to go over and greet him—it's a simple enough matter for you."

Director Li weighed his words carefully, attempting to persuade her step-by-step.

Hearing this, Zhao Ling'er was left speechless.

She didn't believe a single word of Director Li's nonsense. As if those wealthy heirs weren't lustful!

Of course, faced with Director Li's bitter pleas, Zhao Ling'er ultimately changed her mind.

After all, this matter concerned the smooth release of the film, and she could not afford any mishaps.

Zhao Ling'er had no choice but to meet with Yamamoto Takeshi. Besides, given her martial arts skills, no one would be able to take advantage of her.

Furthermore, Zhang Lan was following right behind Zhao Ling'er as they headed toward the second-floor parlor.

Zhang Lan possessed strong interpersonal skills. Whenever any unruly playboy tried to approach Zhao Ling'er in the past, Zhang Lan would always help brush them off.

Having Zhang Lan accompany her upstairs gave Zhao Ling'er an added sense of security.

As for why she didn't bring Chu Tian along, it was naturally because his personality was far too impulsive.

If she really brought Chu Tian upstairs, given the obnoxious attitudes of those pampered scions, Chu Tian would likely lose his temper and strike, at which point things would blow up into a massive scandal.

As they conversed, the two of them arrived outside the private room.

Director Li knocked on the door and pushed it open.

"Lord Yamamoto, I have brought Miss Zhao here."

Director Li wore a radiant smile, blooming like a chrysanthemum in winter.

Following right behind Director Li, Zhao Ling'er instantly became the focal point of everyone's attention.

"Miss Zhao, you've finally arrived! Our Lord Yamamoto has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"So Lord Yamamoto didn't bring a dance partner today because he was saving the spot for Miss Zhao."

"Miss Zhao is dressed so exquisitely today; you and Lord Yamamoto make such a perfect match."

"Aside from Miss Zhao, who else could possibly be qualified to be Lord Yamamoto's female companion?"

The crowd bantered and joked, their eyes irresistibly drawn to Zhao Ling'er, staring at her intently.

Zhao Ling'er's form-fitting evening gown completely accentuated her curvaceous, full-figured silhouette.

Every single man in the room found himself unable to look away, utterly captivated and salivating with desire.