46: Chapter 46: Cornered in the dressing room by two female celebrities, urgent!
The clamor of the celebration party gradually faded, and the lingering effects of alcohol and fervor made the air feel somewhat viscous.
Chen Yuan stood alone on the penthouse balcony, letting the cold night wind brush against his flushed cheeks.
He did not like the feeling of a hangover; it made his brain, which needed to operate at high speed at all times, become sluggish.
"Boss, the water temperature has been adjusted."
Alice's voice came from behind him; she was holding a clean bath towel in her hand.
"Mm."
Chen Yuan stubbed out the cigar between his fingers and turned to walk toward the private gym attached to the top floor of the nightclub.
There was a huge temperature-controlled swimming pool and a Finnish-imported sauna there, just right for dispelling the smell of alcohol and exhaustion from his body.
The entire gym was empty, with only the sound of the pool water making a slight "swish" under the action of the circulation system.
Chen Yuan walked into the men's changing room.
The design here was extremely luxurious; the floor was made of non-slip Italian obsidian, the lockers were crafted from solid North American walnut, and the air was filled with a mixed scent of premium cedar wood and disinfectant.
He casually took off his expensive handmade suit jacket, threw it on the bench, and then began to unfasten the patek philippe on his wrist.
Just at this moment.
"Click."
An extremely slight, almost imperceptible sound of a lock engaging came from the doorway.
Chen Yuan's movements paused.
He raised his head, glanced through the mirror at the door that had been locked from the outside, and felt no panic on his face; instead, a helpless wry smile appeared.
It seems tonight's "program" is not over yet.
"Splash."
The glass door of the sauna was pushed open from the inside.
Out of the billowing white steam, two figures emerged.
One had a figure as hot as a supermodel who had just stepped off the Victoria's Secret runway.
She was wrapped only in a white bath towel that barely covered her vital parts, her long golden wavy hair still dripping with water, sliding down those breathtaking curves.
She was barefoot, stepping on the cold stone floor, her red nail polish like blooming roses.
The other was in the completely opposite style.
She was wearing a loose white bathrobe, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, her face bare, looking just like a girl next door who had accidentally wandered into the wrong place.
In those wet, deer-like eyes, there was a hint of perfectly timed panic and innocence.
Hollywood's current hotshots, Megan Fox and Lily Collins.
One took the sexy route, the other the pure route; both were top-tier beauties who could make eighty percent of men around the world drool over their posters.
"It seems Jessica really went all out for her 'youth'."
Chen Yuan leaned against the locker, arms crossed, observing the "ice and fire" scene before him with great interest.
"Mr. Chen, hello."
Megan spoke first.
Her voice carried a smoky, husky sexiness, with every syllable sounding like it was plucking at one's heartstrings.
She walked closer step by step, her deep blue eyes filled with undisguised desire and ambition.
"Jessica said you are a generous gentleman. Especially toward... beautiful women who know how to 'give'."
"Megan, don't be like this, we..."
Lily, standing beside her, timidly tugged at Megan's bath towel and said in a low voice, "We are just here... here to discuss cooperation. Mr. Chen, please don't misunderstand."
That pitiful appearance was enough to stir the protective instinct in any man.
"Discussing cooperation?"
Chen Yuan laughed, a somewhat playful laugh, "In the men's changing room? Wearing bathrobes? Are Hollywood's business negotiations now this... 'frank and open'?"
"Of course not."
Megan had already walked up to Chen Yuan.
She extended that finger painted with red nail polish and lightly tapped on Chen Yuan's solid chest, drawing circles through the shirt fabric.
"We just want to let you know about our sincerity."
She leaned into Chen Yuan's ear, her breath fragrant like orchids, "As long as you are willing to give us the same opportunity as Jessica, we sisters... can do anything."
"No... that's not it!"
Lily waved her hands repeatedly like a frightened little rabbit, "Mr. Chen, I just... I just want to fight for a role in your next movie! I heard you are going to invest in the entertainment industry!"
One playing the hard approach, one playing the soft approach.
One actively attacking, one playing hard to get.
This acting, truly worthy of an Oscar level.
Chen Yuan looked at these two female stars, who could be called peerless beauties, without the slightest ripple in his heart.
He had seen too many women like this.
In the melting pot of the vanity fair, they had long since learned how to use their greatest assets to exchange for everything they wanted.
"A role? Or drugs?"
Chen Yuan grabbed Megan's restless hand; the force was not great, but it made her unable to break free.
He raised his eyelids, his pitch-black eyes like a bottomless cold pool, instantly extinguishing all of Megan's coquettishness.
"Get to the point; I don't have time to watch you act."
Megan's smile froze on her face.
For the first time, she felt defeated in front of a man.
This Oriental man was like a stone that couldn't be warmed up, or rather, his level was too high—so high that they, the self-righteous hunters, were nothing more than two monkeys jumping around in his eyes.
Just as the atmosphere fell into awkwardness.
Lily suddenly let out an "Oops," as if she hadn't stood steadily, and fell towards Chen Yuan.
Her soft body, carrying the fresh scent of bathing, crashed into Chen Yuan's arms.
The loose bathrobe also fell open, revealing the equally blood-pumping scenery inside.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I didn't mean to..."
Lily raised her head, her pure face full of panic, her eyes slightly red, on the verge of tears.
At this moment, Chen Yuan was completely caught in the middle.
In front was the hot-bodied, unwilling-eyed Megan; in his arms was the soft, warm, and pitiful Lily.
The heaven of any man's dreams, yet at this moment, it made him feel a hint of... annoyance.
He sighed softly.
It was not enjoyment, but helplessness from the bottom of his heart.
He pushed away the Lily in his arms, then brushed aside the Megan in front of him, and squeezed out from between the two.
"It's too small here."
Chen Yuan walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dark kingdom belonging to him outside the window, his voice carrying a hint of unquestionable dominance and ambition.
"I can't even stretch out properly."
He turned his head, looking at the two female stars who were stunned on the spot because they had been rejected, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth:
"It seems I need to build a 'paradise' that truly belongs to me."
"A... large enough paradise."