1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 486 The Succubus of Hong Kong
“Mr. Zhai, do you know that when I was little, I was in dance class and my teacher always said that my waist was too stiff and that I would never be able to become a dancer in the future?”

Qiu Shuzhen leaned against Zhai Yuan's chest, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes were unusually bright.

She arched her eyebrows and laughed heartily, her low-cut dress pressing against Zhai Yuan's arm and causing it to tremble slightly. She teased him, "Later, I practiced bending my waist in front of the mirror all day long until I cried. I even practiced arching my back while sleeping... Mr. Zhai, touch it and see if my waist is still stiff?"

Taking the initiative and offering oneself up is both a strategy and a means in the world of fame and fortune.

Young actresses like Chingmy Yau who actively offer themselves up may be seen as lacking self-respect by moralists, using their bodies to exchange for resources and corrupting the industry's morals. However, to outsiders, they are seen as shrewd, pragmatic, and adept at surviving in the cracks.

The entertainment industry, especially the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the 1980s and 90s, was clearly not a place for moral education.

How much does a ton of morality cost?

Of course, you'll get change from 100!
So when he saw the unremarkable Qiu Shuzhen, he unexpectedly won over Zhai Yuan and was pulled into his arms.
The eyes of Li Jiaxin, Zhang Min, and the others behind him turned cold.

"What a beautiful woman!"

"A former Miss Hong Kong who underwent plastic surgery, I don't know what Mr. Zhai saw in her!"

"To be such a cheap woman, tsk, it's quite pathetic."

Zhai Yuan and Qiu Shuzhen naturally couldn't hear the sarcastic remarks behind them; the two adulterers had already walked to the Bentley.

Zhai Yuan always adhered to the principle of "not taking advantage of a beautiful woman who throws herself at you is a heinous crime" when it came to women who threw themselves at him. He first opened the car door for Qiu Shuzhen, and then asked with a smile, "Where does Miss Qiu live? Would you like me to give you a ride?"

"It would be best if Mr. Zhai could give me a ride." Qiu Shuzhen's eyes sparkled, and she said in a soft, coquettish voice, "I live in Tung Tau Estate in Wong Tai Sin. The environment there is terrible, and I live alone, so I don't feel safe at all~"

Upon hearing the name Dongtou Village, Zhai Yuan suddenly remembered that one of his goddaughters, Li Zi, also lived there.
However, a housing estate often consists of dozens of buildings, so the two may not have had any interaction.

But what do you mean by emphasizing that you live alone?
Zhai Yuan gave Miss Qiu a meaningful look, and smiled knowingly, "Great, it's a good opportunity to visit Miss Qiu's home."

Qiu Shuzhen bit her lip, flirtatiously brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and then lightly slipped into the car. As she entered the car, she raised her firm, peach-shaped buttocks, encased in her dress, and intentionally or unintentionally rubbed against Zhai Yuan's leg.

Zhai Yuan curled the corners of his mouth and was about to follow him into the car.

Just then, my older brother's phone suddenly rang.

Zhai Yuan paused, leaning against the car door to answer the phone, asking impatiently, "Who's calling me?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Lin Qingxia's voice came through, slightly drunk and languid: "Mr. Zhai, why did you leave so quickly? I thought you would be staying at the Peninsula Hotel tonight."

Zhai Yuan raised an eyebrow and laughed, "I'm not drunk, why waste hundreds of dollars on a hotel? It's so expensive!"

Lin Qingxia's unhurried voice rang out again, tinged with a teasing smile: "That's true, living outside allows you to connect with young girls, you men are all the same~"

Zhai Yuan's eyes flickered slightly as he slowly looked up towards the hotel suites upstairs. However, the Peninsula Hotel had too many floors, and he did not spot Brigitte Lin.

Lin Qingxia's voice came through the phone again. She sighed and said, "I just finished drinking and I'm a little dizzy. The air conditioning isn't on in the room. If Mr. Zhai isn't in a hurry to leave, could you please tell the waiter to come up and open the window for me?"

Zhai Yuan paused for a moment upon hearing this.

You could tell that Brigitte Lin was indeed drunk tonight, but not in a hysterical way. She was just the right amount of sobriety, with her emotions barely visible on her lips.

Mr. Zhai isn't ignorant of romance; he's too good at it.

The car door was still open. Zhai Yuan glanced down at the interior of the Bentley. Qiu Shuzhen was leaning back in her seat, taking out a small mirror to touch up her makeup. She noticed Zhai Yuan's gaze through the mirror and gave him a sweet smile.

Zhai Yuan responded with a smile, straightened up and leaned against the car door, and said into the receiver with a smile, "You need help to open the window?"

Lin Qingxia hummed in agreement and said softly, "The window lock seems to be stuck, but it's probably because I'm really not very strong tonight. Mr. Zhai, just have the waiter knock on the door. I'm in room 602."

After saying that, the person on the other end of the phone hung up immediately.

Zhai Yuan was puzzled and scratched his head with the antenna of his older brother's phone.

Tonight is really interesting. On one side is a big star who has just become popular again, and on the other side is a young model and Miss Hong Kong who is desperately trying to get on his good side.

When did I become a Hong Kong succubus, so popular?
"Miss Qiu..."

Putting away his phone, Zhai Yuan leaned over and looked into the car, revealing a warm smile.

It wasn't difficult to make a choice in this situation. It wasn't that President Zhai was indifferent to Qiu Shuzhen, who offered herself to him, but rather that Sister Qingxia was currently experiencing breathing difficulties and needed help more.

Human life is at stake!
Before he could even speak, he instructed Weixing to take Qiu Shuzhen back to Tung Tau Estate first.

A figure almost jogged across the road and stood next to the Bentley, shouting.

"Ah Zhen!"

Shao Zhongheng's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded particularly jarring because it was so abrupt.

Chiu Shu-chen's smile froze, and she subconsciously looked out of the car.

Shao Zhongheng stood under the streetlight across the street, his eyes filled with complex emotions, a mixture of grievance and anger.

Zhai Yuan also turned his head to look behind him, frowned, and recognized the other person's identity as Ding Xiaoxie, one of the five crabs of the Ding family in "The Great Era".

Because of his lack of interest in TVB dramas, Zhai Yuan didn't have much of an impression of the TVB actors.

They were not even clear about the relationship between Shao Zhongheng and Qiu Shuzhen at this time.

But the expressions on their faces easily revealed the truth.

Sitting in the car, Qiu Shuzhen's eyes showed a hint of panic, her fingers nervously clutching the hem of her skirt: "Ah Shao, what are you doing here?"

Shao Zhongheng's face was grim. He didn't look at Qiu Shuzhen, but instead stared intently at Zhai Yuan's face, gritting his teeth as he said, "I came all the way here to pick you up, and all I saw was you being so intimate with Zhai... with him!"

The last two words, "intimate," were emphasized heavily. Shao Zhongheng's shoulders trembled slightly, and his eyes, fixed on Zhai Yuan, were almost bloodshot.

Click,

The driver's side door opens.

Satellite stepped in front of Zhai Yuan, his gaze calm as he looked at Shao Zhongheng.

"You're such an old-fashioned person, is this some kind of melodramatic soap opera?"

Zhai Yuan rubbed his face vigorously, reached out and pulled the satellite away, and said to Shao Zhongheng, "Look, nobody wanted this to happen. I remember you called someone? It doesn't matter. Anyway, I don't know about your relationship with Miss Qiu. You two can handle the rest yourselves. If you have something to do, leave now!"

After saying that, Zhai Yuan didn't even glance at Qiu Shuzhen, who looked flustered in the car, and turned back to the hotel.

Immediately afterwards, there was a clattering sound from the car behind them, and Qiu Shuzhen jumped out in her high heels, caught up and grabbed Zhai Yuan's arm.

Qiu Shuzhen spoke rapidly, "Mr. Zhai, let me explain!"

At the hotel entrance, several guests who had not yet left saw this scene and began to steal glances over.

Just a few minutes ago, Li Jiaxin, Zhang Min, and the others were being sarcastic and mocking, but now they all had gloating expressions on their faces, with their eyes curving into a half-smile as they pointed and gestured at Qiu Shuzhen.

Chiu Shu-chen didn't want to argue, and she was also afraid of losing face, but what she feared most was that this matter would upset Zhai Yuan.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Actually, we broke up a long time ago, but he insisted on clinging to me."

Upon hearing this, Shao Zhongheng's face instantly turned bright red, and he rushed forward to question him.

The satellite stepped aside to block him. "Get out of the way!"

Shao Zhongheng pushed him hard, but Weixing didn't budge. He tried to push him away again, but Weixing grabbed Shao Zhongheng's wrist and with a little force, Shao Zhongheng let out a muffled groan.

"Brother Xing, be more civilized."

Zhai Yuan tilted his head and looked at Shao Zhongheng again. He gently pushed Qiu Shuzhen towards him and said calmly, "Now I'm returning this woman to you. I'll say it again, you two can handle anything yourselves, OK?"

After saying this, Zhai Yuan stepped back into the hotel, not even bothering to glance at them again.

What kind of things happen to me every day?

At the hotel entrance, Li Jiaxin and Zhang Min saw Zhai Yuan return and immediately went to greet him.

"Mr. Zhai, it's not good to deal with those boring people. How about I have a drink with you?"

"Anyone could see from the scene just now that you, Mr. Zhai, were the victim!"

"That's right, some people can't do anything, they just drag others down with them."

They sang in unison, each taking the opportunity to subtly and powerfully assert their presence.

Zhai Yuan glanced at them and smiled irritably: "Alright, enough talk, go back and rest. I have other things to do, I'll visit you on set next time."

Outside the hotel,
Chiu Shu-chen remained standing in the same spot, her eyes lowered, revealing no expression.

Shao Zhongheng rubbed his wrist as he approached her from behind, his voice still filled with anger: "Azhen, you have to give me an explanation for what happened tonight!"

Qiu Shuzhen slowly turned around, stared at Shao Zhongheng, took a deep breath, and her chest heaved violently.

Snapped!
A resounding slap landed unexpectedly in the night.
Five red finger marks immediately appeared on Shao Zhongheng's handsome face...

…………

Zhai Yuan walked alone through the elevator lobby, his hands in his suit trouser pockets, looking somewhat helpless.

After tonight's commotion, who knows what those tabloids will write tomorrow?

But then again, how can you blame me for this?
I really don't understand, all those pretty girls are throwing themselves at me, what does it have to do with me?
This industry is all about supply and demand; if someone wants to become famous, someone will give them the opportunity.

Did I take the initiative? No, I didn't!
Did I pressure them? No, I didn't!
They posted it themselves, what does it have to do with me?

If they don't come to me willingly, can I force them?

It makes it seem like I did something wrong, like I harmed them?

It's entirely their own fault, entirely their own fault!
A lifetime of illustrious reputation...

Forget it.

Zhai Yuan thought to himself, "Since things have come to this, I'll go to 602 first!"
After walking through the corridor, Zhai Yuan went straight to the door of the suite with the nameplate number 602, straightened his clothes slightly, and gently knocked on the door.

About a minute later,

A soft click came from inside the door.

The door wasn't fully open, just a crack. Lin Qingxia peeked out, her eyes tinged with alcohol, looking at the man in the doorway.

"I don't know what's going on today, it's like all the waiters at the Peninsula Hotel have disappeared."

Zhai Yuan said with a smile, "I was really worried that something might happen to you, Sister Qingxia, so I had to come and check on you myself."

Lin Qingxia leaned against the door, looked Zhai Yuan up and down, and nodded knowingly: "I see. It seems I need to consider whether to complain about their hotel tomorrow."

"There's no need. Why make things difficult for working people?"

Zhai Yuan's gaze swept over Lin Qingxia's still damp hair. This woman had obviously just taken a bath, wearing a wine-red silk robe that revealed her collarbone and the faint outline of her legs beneath the hem.

Lin Qingxia noticed Zhai Yuan's gaze, glanced away, and turned to walk into the room: "That's true, Mr. Zhai. You've always been so gentlemanly. Even when someone's boyfriend caught you red-handed, you didn't get angry."

Zhai Yuan was taken aback, then followed him into the house and closed the door behind him.

Then I pressed the deadbolt.

"Just a minor incident."

Zhai Yuan walked to the window and looked down, and sure enough, he could see his previous position clearly.

"Is this the window?"

"Yes, could you please open it for me?"

Zhai Yuan flicked the window lock with his fingers, and with little effort, the window opened easily with a click, letting in a gentle night breeze.

"Wow, it's really locked tight." Zhai Yuan turned his head and nodded to Lin Qingxia in deep agreement.

The night breeze outside the window gently tousled Lin Qingxia's slightly damp hair, and her silk robe clung to her body's curves. Under the hotel's dim lights, she appeared even more languid and charming.

A pair of red high heels lay askew beside the sofa in the suite.
Lin Qingxia walked barefoot on the carpet, her round and full toes slightly curled, gleaming with a delicate luster under the light.

"Alright, thank you Mr. Zhai for opening the window for me." Lin Qingxia tugged at the hem of her pajamas and looked at Zhai Yuan softly, saying, "It's chilly tonight, you should go back and rest early."

Zhai Yuan stood still and slowly nodded: "Okay~"

He walked out, brushing past Brigitte Lin.

Lin Qingxia didn't say anything more, but lowered her eyes, turned her back to Zhai Yuan, and gently exhaled a breath of alcohol.

It seemed like a mix of disappointment and relief.

"Ah, that's it!"

Zhai Yuan's voice suddenly rang out again, and then he wrapped his arms around Lin Qingxia's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. His lazy voice was close to Lin Qingxia's ear: "I suddenly remembered that if 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' doesn't get a sequel, it will be very difficult for the filmmakers in Hong Kong to help you break through the image of Dongfang Bubai, Qingxia..."

As Zhai Yuan spoke, he pulled his arms closer together, and his palms slid down the hem of his robe and rubbed against it.

Lin Qingxia shuddered unexpectedly, swallowed hard, and her body tensed instantly.

"You...don't mess around."

These words were spoken so softly that they sounded as if they were advising Zhai Yuan, but also as if they were advising themselves.

Ignoring her completely, Zhai Yuan hugged Lin Qingxia from behind and whispered, "I'm different. Although Dongfang Bubai is hard to break through, as long as I get more opportunities to understand you, Sister Qingxia, I will definitely help you design a new screen image."

Zhai Yuan leaned on Lin Qingxia's shoulder, gently sniffing her fair collarbone, his tone tinged with amusement: "The premise is that we need to understand each other, to know each other deeply, and to open our hearts completely without reservation. That's the highest realm of art... I think tonight's opportunity is quite good, Qingxia, you can't send me away~"

Lin Qingxia's breathing gradually became heavy. She remained upright, but under Zhai Yuan's caress, she grew increasingly limp. Her slender white fingers clenched tightly, then loosened gently. Finally, she sighed softly and leaned back silently...

"I'm really drunk tonight."

Lin Qingxia said.

(End of this chapter)