My Perfect Female CEO

Chapter 835: Guan Feitian’s Intentions

As they looked toward the source of the harsh words, the security guards immediately nodded, and the receptionists bowed their heads as if mice encountering a cat, appearing quite frightened."What you fear most always comes true. This damn foolish woman has caused so much trouble for us, and now it’s a disaster. Why are you kneeling? This is bad." The security guard felt a chill in his heart, shot Ma Huifang a fierce glare, and then quickly scurried to the man who had spoken harshly, respectfully saying, "Young Master Guan, you’re back! I’ll take you to your room right away."

The man called Young Master Guan was thirty years old. His real name was Guan Feitian, and he was the last disciple of the legendary gambling god from Macao, one of the four major gambling cities. Renowned far and wide, he had mastered extraordinary gambling skills and was widely sought after and respected. Guan Feitian was naturally accompanied by a group of people, mostly stunning female companions. Beside him was a bodyguard, a towering man with a dark complexion, nicknamed Black Tiger, truly a Human Body Limit powerhouse. This demonstrated Guan Feitian’s high status and identity.

This time, Guan Feitian had come to Zhuhai City as an honored guest of the Guo Family to attend this grand event.

The Guo Family ranked sixth on the list of wealthy families, and their camp was based in Macao.

"Get lost!" Guan Feitian glared unkindly at the security guard.

"Yes, yes, I’m getting out of the way," the security guard replied, trembling with fear, as he bowed and backed away to a safe distance.

Guan Feitian had always been arrogant, doing whatever he pleased. Seeing Ma Huifang’s pure and lovely appearance, he had the urge to toy with her, which is why he had intervened. He stared at the security guard and asked, "Is this woman kneeling here to beg someone?"

"Yes," the security guard replied timidly, not daring to explain that Ma Huifang was here to see someone from the Chu Group. In front of Young Master Guan, he could only answer questions without offering too much explanation. He couldn’t afford to mention the Chu Group, lest Young Master Guan think he was using that to pressure people into submission, as his fate would be dreadful then—death wouldn’t even satisfy Young Master Guan’s anger.

In front of such big shots, he didn’t dare say a word more, fearing he would be casually crushed to death.

The security guard bowed his head and flattered, "As expected, Young Master Guan hit the nail on the head, truly worthy of being the last disciple of the gambling god."

In contrast, the other security guards and receptionists stood at a distance with a "nothing to do with me" expression, afraid of suffering an unjust disaster.

Guan Feitian ignored the security guard’s flattery, but he was very satisfied with the answer given. He looked around and said loudly, "What kind of place do you think the Galaxy Hotel is? It’s not somewhere any random stranger can just break into. Here gather the top ten richest people in Huaxia, their genius offspring, and elites. If everyone came here to beg for favors, wouldn’t it be chaos? Wouldn’t there be any rules left? If kneeling is all it took to get what you want, wouldn’t people be kneeling eighteen streets away?"

After speaking, he said with a playful expression, "Yet, not a single person dares to kneel here. The economic forum has been held many times, and any sensible person knows the rules and knows this is sacred ground. No one dares to intrude. But today, someone dared to kneel here, what are you staff doing? Can’t you even maintain this little status quo? If this incident gets out, losing your jobs will be the least of your worries. Consider the consequences yourselves."

"Young Master Guan, please be severe but forgiving. Surely, you’ll empathize with our hard work and not blow this matter up," the security guard begged nervously, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. Fortunately, it was now midnight; otherwise, it would certainly have disturbed many people. As long as Young Master Guan didn’t bother with this matter, they could escape this disaster. It was indeed due to their negligence, having lived in comfort for too long, just as Young Master Guan said; no one dared to act wildly asking for favors here because the consequences were not ones an ordinary person could bear.

They knew what Ma Huifang did was extreme. Because they were timid and fearful, they got into this situation.

Hearing what Young Master Guan said, they realized even more the severity of the situation.

The wise course of action would be to expel Ma Huifang mercilessly. However, now the Chu Group’s President Chu wanted to meet Ma Huifang. Faced with this, they couldn’t afford to offend anyone. In front of such big personalities, they were like ants, frequently trampled underfoot without notice.

So, what could they do?

Anything they do would be wrong, right?

Guan Feitian disdainfully glanced at the security guard before finally walking to Ma Huifang, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "Tell me, how should we resolve this?"

Ma Huifang also knew her actions had implicated many people, but she too was desperate to save her son, and Guan Feitian seemed intent on stirring things up, making her feel deeply guilty. The accusatory and resentful glances from the staff in the hall deepened her remorse.

"What do you want?" Ma Huifang asked quietly.

"Keep me company for three days, and the matter you’re asking for, I’ll handle it for you. I won’t trouble anyone else," Guan Feitian revealed his thoughts. He wasn’t particularly concerned with Ma Huifang, only finding her pure, matured aura tempting.

In his eyes, what Ma Huifang was begging for was just something money could resolve, nothing significant to him.

"Beast, how dare you say such things openly," Ma Huifang muttered, biting her lip, her voice barely audible.

"Even the sages say that food and sex are intrinsic desires, so why can’t it be spoken of? Seeing you have so much character, I think three days might not be enough. The longer you scold me, the longer I want to play with you. How about that game?" Guan Feitian licked his lips with a lewd smile.

"Pervert." Ma Huifang’s face turned the darkest shade.

"It’s just a man and a woman finding joy, quite natural, right?" Guan Feitian smiled innocuously.

"You’ve figured it out, haven’t you? I feel guilty for implicating many people, so you’re deliberately making a big deal to force me to agree to your dirty request, right?" A chill ran down Ma Huifang’s spine, her heart feeling like it was being sliced open.

"You’re quite perceptive. If you curse me harder in bed, you could entertain me for three months. I’ll let you know, no woman ever entertained me for over a month. Congratulations, you’re the first woman to pique my interest for three months. You better perform well and don’t disappoint me." Guan Feitian became even more intrigued by Ma Huifang.

Ma Huifang’s heart sank to the bottom. She didn’t dare curse. The matter wasn’t resolved yet, and she had no mind to offend anyone. She didn’t want to involve others. After pondering for a long time, she said, "The matter I’m asking for, you can’t help. I can agree to your request, but first, let me see the person I’m seeking."

She decided to take on her son’s crime first, leaving her life or death aside for now.

As for Guan Feitian’s demand, she could only agree humiliatingly. If possible, any remnants of her dignity could be sacrificed if it meant sparing her son from disaster. She could endure any humiliation.

If dying could solve the problem without drawing anger elsewhere, she’d rather die.

A small figure like her had no dignity in front of such big figures.