Chapter 67: Don’t Do Anything

Chapter 67: Don’t Do Anything
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In a private room in Golden Sands, Serenity sat quietly in a corner. The empty beverage bottle in her hand had been squeezed out of shape out of boredom.
Today was the birthday of a colleague in her department. After work, the birthday boy treated them to a meal before the group came to Golden Sands to sing.
The noise around her was deafening and the room was dazzling a little too much. The colorful lights were psychedelic.
A waiter pushed the door open and brought them another basket of drinks.
Sam Kiln was a microphone hog. At this moment, he was fighting for the microphone with a female colleague but she was a tough woman. And since Sam was a man of honor, he could not take advantage of her.
In the end, Sam didn’t manage to grab the microphone. When he turned around, he Serenity holding a drink in her hand. He took the drink bottle from her and handed a glass of wine back to her. “How boring. Drinking is more interesting.”
He picked up a cup and clinked it against hers. “Come, let’s have a drink.”
It was obvious that Sam was drunk and had forgotten that she was a woman to suggest getting drunk with her.
Serenity picked up her wine glass and the colorful lights refracted through the liquid playfully. She raised her eyebrows and asked, “Are you sure you want to drink with me?”
Sam was already 60 – 70% drunk by now so she expected him to probably pass out after a few more glasses.
However, she was wrong. Even though Sam was drunk, he was still quite capable to deal with someone like her.
After a few glasses, she was already feeling dizzy and yet Sam was still 80% awake.
She really couldn’t drink.
She stood up with the help of the sofa and staggered out of the private room, heading towards the bathroom.
She washed her face in the bathroom, but she was still feeling dizzy. When she came out of the bathroom, she navigated back to the private room based on her memory. The moment she pushed open the door of the private room, she was stunned.
The people sitting in the private room were not her colleagues, but a group of men in suits and leather shoes. Beside them sat sexy and beautiful women.
She sobered up a little and said apologetically, “I’m very sorry, I got the wrong private room.”
Golden Sands was a place for the upper class to pass time but it could get noisy and chaotic.
Just as she was about to close the door and leave, a hand wrapped around her waist from behind. She turned around in shock and took a few steps back, looking at the person outside the door in panic.
A drunk man stood at the doorway. He was about forty years old and had his black and shiny hair neatly combed. He was a little unsteady because he was so drunk.
President Zabinski had just returned from the bathroom when he saw a slim woman standing at the door. Her panicked black eyes were as clear as diamonds, making his heart tighten and his throat dry up.
One of the people in the room saw that he was interested in this woman who had entered the wrong room and kindly reminded him, “Mr. Zabinski, she’s not from our room.”
The meaning behind those words was very obvious, indirectly reminding President Zabinski that Shen Youran was not a prostitute here.
“We’re all here to have fun. What does it matter?” Director Zabinski refused to budge and continued to stagger into the private room with Serenity in tow before closing the door.
Serenity started to panic as the uneasiness built within her. Her voice trembled as she hoarsely said, “My friend is next door. Don’t do anything rash.”
President Zabinski’s facial features were also well-shaped. He must have been a handsome and elegant figure when he was younger. When he saw her fearful black eyes, his voice became hoarse too.
“As long as the price is reasonable, 1 will definitely satisfy you..”