Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 742 Crushing the Moonlight, Illuminating Delusions
In the luxurious living room of the Hilton Hotel's presidential suite, the air seemed to solidify, pressing heavily on Bai Qiangwei's heart.

She was pulled into the soft, cloud-like imported leather sofa by Gao Dongxu's irresistible embrace.

Her body was as stiff as a piece of frozen jade, every muscle tense, silently expressing rejection and resistance.

Gao Dongxu's arm was casually draped over her shoulder, but his fingertips carried a sense of control, occasionally stroking her arm lightly.

She pursed her red lips tightly, her delicate jawline taut, her brows furrowed, and silently lowered her head.

She had come to fully understand her situation. In the eyes of this man named Gao Dongxu, she was nothing more than prey that had happened to appear in his field of vision, a lamb that could be slaughtered at will.

She saw no way to escape except to accept her fate and suppress this immense humiliation and fear deep in her heart.

This realization gripped her heart like a poisonous ivy, tightening its grip until it was almost suffocating her.

Gao Dongxu clearly enjoyed her helpless and silent expression.

A playful smile played on his lips as his gaze lingered on her beautiful face, which was trying to appear calm but couldn't hide its pallor, as if he were admiring a fine work of art about to be completely conquered.

Just as he was about to further close the already non-existent distance between them, the unique ringtone of his custom-made phone rang, breaking the oppressive silence in the suite.

He glanced at the caller ID—Wang Jianjun. Only then did he slowly answer the call, without letting go of the white rose in his arms.

"Speak." His voice was steady, with his usual commanding tone.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Jianjun's voice was calm and efficient, clearly coming through the airwaves: "Boss, Number 2 has arrived in Busan. Annie and her four men are quick on their feet; they used clues from the car rental company to find out where Park's lover, Ah Ying, lives in Macau."

They extracted information from Ah Ying—Macau Park Mingtian would be meeting with Wei Hong at a hotel at 10 AM tomorrow for a transaction. The four thieves were already in place, seemingly planning to steal the Tear of the Sun before the transaction.

Gao Dongxu listened quietly, his face expressionless, only a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Wang Jianjun continued his report, his tone becoming more serious: "Boss, based on observations from No. 2 and cross-information verification, the situation tomorrow will be very complicated."

The fact that Park from Macau went to such lengths, using the "Tears of the Sun" as bait to gather all parties in Busan, and even deliberately leaking information about the transaction with Wei Hong to the Hong Kong police, is clearly a meticulously designed and enormous trap.

Tomorrow, any party that dares to step forward and compete for the diamonds will inevitably become the target of everyone's attacks, facing a direct confrontation with the base police—a very high risk.

Wang Jianjun speculated and analyzed, pointing out the enormous dangers and uncontrollability involved.

However, after hearing this, Gao Dongxu's lips curled into a smile that suggested he had everything under control.

Although he had seen the complete plot, he had seen many fragments of the story through some videos and movie introductions—especially the ending, where Annie was just wrapped in a bath towel, pretending to be an innocent person, and was "escorted" out of the building by a South Korean policeman.

In reality, Annie had already hidden the real "Tears of the Sun" on her person, and with a faint, sly smile on her face, she calmly left.

As for Macau Park's revenge plan, the intricate web of grudges and affections, and who was ultimately the pawn being manipulated, he didn't care at all. His goal was extremely clear from the beginning: to be the oriole lurking in the back.

He didn't need to enter the fray in the early, chaotic stages when all sides were on edge and fighting tooth and nail, to directly compete for that hot potato.

He only needed to wait patiently, wait for Macau Park to complete his plan, wait for Anne to succeed, and wait for the police's attention to be drawn to the main conflict and even exhausted.

That would be the perfect opportunity for him to strike—to capture the key figure, Macau Park, with minimal cost, and intercept the woman, Annie, who was carrying the real spoils. He would avoid a direct confrontation with Wei Hong, and even more so, any potential direct conflict with the police.

His thinking was crystal clear. He spoke into his phone, his tone relaxed yet authoritative: "Well done. Have Number 2 continue to closely monitor Annie's group, especially Annie herself. Remember, monitor, do not interfere, and do not make any moves that might alert them. We'll wait until tomorrow."

"Understood, boss." Wang Jianjun accepted the order without any questions and then ended the call.

The call ended, and the suite returned to silence. Gao Dongxu's gaze refocused on Bai Qiangwei, who was still stiff and frowning in his arms.

She had clearly heard most of the conversation on the phone. Words like police, trap, struggle, and risk were enough for her to realize that what the man in front of her was planning was far more dangerous than she had imagined.

He watched with great interest the ever-changing expressions on her face, and deliberately invited her to a wonderful performance, saying with a smile, "How about it? Interested in coming with me tomorrow to see a thrilling and exciting show with multiple participants competing? I guarantee it will be more real than any Hollywood movie."

These words were like a needle, piercing Bai Qiangwei's carefully constructed facade of composure. She abruptly raised her head, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear, humiliation, and a sliver of remaining hope, transforming into a final, futile struggle and plea. Her voice trembled almost imperceptibly: "What...what do you want? Can you just let me go?" Gao Dongxu chuckled, as if he'd heard an utterly childish joke. He reached out and gently pinched her smooth, white chin, forcing her to lift her face and meet his unfathomable, mocking eyes.

"Let you go?" He raised an eyebrow, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Don't you understand the situation? You've heard my entire plan, know my goals, and even indirectly know about my men's actions. Knowing so many secrets, you're still asking if I can let you go? Aren't you being incredibly naive?"

Bai Qiangwei's face instantly turned deathly pale. Her last glimmer of hope was shattered, leaving only endless coldness and despair. Looking at the handsome yet devilish face before her, she trembled as she asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for so long: "Who exactly are you?"

"Hehe..." Gao Dongxu chuckled, his eyes growing even more playful. "Who am I? Well... that's a long story, and it involves a lot of secrets."

He suddenly leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, making her tremble involuntarily. Then, he abruptly stood up, simultaneously exerting force with his arm—

"How about we take a shower first and relax? While we shower, I'll slowly tell you... about who I am, and what will happen to you next..."

"Ah! You—let me go! You bastard!"

Amid Bai Qiangwei's sudden gasp and angry curses, Gao Dongxu laughed and easily picked her up, carrying her like a trophy. Ignoring her futile kicks and struggles, he walked steadily and triumphantly toward the bedroom and the luxurious bathroom, which was as spacious as an ordinary hotel suite.

Aning, Ruxin, and Ruqing exchanged speechless glances. Watching Bai Qiangwei's futile resistance, they silently sighed for her.

It must be said that sometimes, a major turning point in fate stems from taking that one extra glance at the wrong time, in the wrong place, amidst a sea of ​​people.

And that one glance may have sealed their fate, condemning them to a lifetime of misfortune.

"Tsk tsk, your Thousand-Hand Guanyin tattoo is really beautiful—"

Gao Dongxu gazed intently at the stunning Thousand-Hand Guanyin tattoo on Bai Qiangwei's lower back, gently stroking it with his hand.

It must be said that Bai Qiangwei's figure is truly perfect, with every part exuding alluring charm. Her shoulders have smooth lines, her back is free of any excess fat, and her slender waist and buttocks form a perfect waist-to-thigh ratio, showcasing an elegant temperament.

Her skin was fair and delicate, so smooth and delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken with a touch, making people want to touch it.

Now, having received another lesson in knowledge, the already learned Bai Qiangwei completely ignored him, using silence as her last and most helpless form of resistance.

Because, when facing a bandit, everything is futile; one can only passively accept it.

She was going crazy; she didn't know how things had suddenly turned out this way...

Before she knew it, Bai Qiangwei felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and eventually she fell into a deep sleep.

Hearing the soft snoring, Gao Dongxu couldn't help but smile slightly. He pulled the blanket over her, then got out of bed, wrapped a towel around his neck, and left the bedroom.

In the living room, Ah Ning, who had already changed into a comfortable nightgown and pajamas, and Ru Xin and Ru Qing rolled their eyes at him as he came out, ignoring him completely.

"Ahem... Hehe, you must be hungry. Order something to eat right away—"

Looking at the night sky and the lights of thousands of homes outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Gao Dongxu walked to sit down next to A Ning, who was wearing only a gray tank top and hot pants, with an awkward smile. He put his arm around her shoulder and suggested something with a smile.

Ah Ning looked at Gao Dongxu with a half-smile and softly complained, "It's one thing if you don't treat people like human beings, but you really don't treat her like one either—"

"Cough cough cough... I'm getting emotional, I'm getting emotional." Gao Dongxu chuckled. He didn't dare tell the three women the truth, worried that they would be jealous. He really had very low resistance to Bai Qiangwei's beautiful face.

As someone who could never have one's "white moonlight" back on Earth, but now possesses her, the feelings are naturally indescribable. It's simply that he wishes he could let his "white moonlight" enjoy his most sincere and intense love every moment.

"Aren't you afraid of leaving her with huge psychological trauma?" Ruqing said coquettishly.

"No, you're all fine, so she won't be either," Gao Dongxu said shamelessly.

The three women simultaneously gave him the middle finger.

"Hahaha..." The moonlight blended with the fragrance of flowers.
(End of this chapter)