Wang Zhuo pondered this question, subtly releasing his supernatural power, his X-ray vision sweeping across the entire hotel. Before long, he spotted a pair of twin girls ascending to this floor via the elevator, and the pieces began to fall into place in his mind.

This woman had actually found a pair of beautiful twins somewhere to offer to him! What in the world was this? What kind of scheme was she running?!

Although sitting face-to-face with Yang Ru prevented Wang Zhuo from paying too much attention to the girls' appearance, a quick glance told him these were exceptionally rare beauties, and being twins made it even more unusual.

Moments later, they arrived. Hearing footsteps in the hallway, Yang Ru rose and went to open the door, leading the pair into the suite.

Now Wang Zhuo could examine them openly. Only then did he notice that the girls were quite young, perhaps only sixteen or seventeen, yet their "assets" were quite substantial, likely rivaling Gan Lin's.

Both girls wore identical, fashionable white cropped jackets, paired with jeans and wedge boots. Their hair was neatly tied back in high ponytails, and their flawless complexions were clean and fresh; they looked even more captivatingly pure without any makeup than they would have with it applied.

The twins appeared shy and timid, their cheeks slightly flushed, seeming to steal glances at Wang Zhuo from time to time, a faint smile playing on their lips.

Wang Zhuo was somewhat speechless, feeling as if he was the one being assessed, and these two lasses seemed quite pleased with him...

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat, asking Yang Ru with a mixture of amusement and frustration, "Yang Ru, what game are you playing here?"

"This is the gift I prepared for you," Yang Ru said with a smile. "What do you think of them? If you like them, they are yours."

"Huh?" Wang Zhuo was momentarily confused, asking in surprise, "If I understand correctly, you're giving them to me?"

Was it not just a night of companionship, but handing over whole living people? This—this was a grand gesture!

Seeing Wang Zhuo's shocked astonishment, Yang Ru felt a surge of smugness, inwardly cursing him as an unsophisticated country bumpkin, but she nodded with a smile, "Surprised? You guessed right. If you nod your head, they belong to you from this day forward."

This statement truly stunned Wang Zhuo. He looked from Yang Ru to the pair of shy, lovely twin sisters, completely bewildered by the situation. Did members of prominent families always conduct themselves with such extravagance, showing no reserve whatsoever?

After a moment's thought, curiosity got the better of him. "Where did you find them?"

"You can ask them yourself later," Yang Ru said lightly. "I can guarantee their background is clean and their provenance is impeccable; I verified both of them personally. You know how hard it is to find girls of this caliber. I’m not bragging, but among Jiangzhou’s twenty million residents, it’s questionable if you could find another pair of comparable quality."

Glancing back at the two girls, Yang Ru laughed with a touch of wistfulness, "With minimal grooming, they could be little stars. If you choose to invest in them, they can sing and dance; rising to fame would be quite easy."

What was that supposed to mean? Wang Zhuo sipped his lips noncommittally, raising an eyebrow, "Yang Ru, I find this deeply awkward. It's unnerving for you to suddenly gift me two living people."

"Are you unimpressed?" Yang Ru shot him a look and countered casually.

"That's a different matter," Wang Zhuo snorted. "I dislike your attitude right now. Everyone is raised by their parents; why should you be inherently superior to them? They have dignity, an independent self. You are supposedly educated and worldly, yet you treat people like commodities to be passed around?"

Yang Ru stared at him, aghast. A long-suppressed fire instantly ignited within her. What was all her enduring humiliation and stooping for? Why did she come begging you so subserviently? To arrange for two beautiful twins to cater to your tastes with such sincerity, only to be chastised by your sanctimonious pretense—it was simply outrageous!

Seeing her face puff up with anger, Wang Zhuo rolled his eyes and gestured toward the twins standing to the side. "Come here, I have a few questions for you."

The sweet voices exchanged a nervous glance and stepped forward tentatively. They could tell that Miss Yang and this gentleman were not seeing eye-to-eye, which was not a good sign, differing from what they had expected.

The fresh scent of youth washed over him. Wang Zhuo took a breath and asked kindly, "What are your names?"

"I am Yingying, the elder sister," one girl replied crisply.

The other added sweetly, "I am Yanyan."

Wang Zhuo nodded slightly. Their voices were indeed beautiful. No wonder Yang Ru said they could sing; with voices that sweet, even if their vocal range wasn't expansive, they could certainly succeed in the idol industry.

"How old are you?" Wang Zhuo continued.

Yingying replied, "We are sixteen; my birthday was last month."

Only sixteen? Wang Zhuo scratched his cheek, musing on how well children developed these days. They were already so well-endowed at sixteen; he wondered if there was still room for further 'growth'?

"She said she wants to give you to me," Wang Zhuo pointed at Yang Ru and asked with a dry chuckle, "Does she hold your contracts of sale?"

The two girls immediately burst into laughter. Yanyan said, "You are very humorous. Sister Yang is our manager. We are young and inexperienced, so we listen to whatever she says."

"Young and inexperienced?" Wang Zhuo was dumbfounded, saying with a wry smile, "Now that you mention it, I understand. You actually know everything, don't you? So, you came willingly."

Yingying and Yanyan nodded shyly, but this time their bashfulness was not an act. On the journey from the capital to Jiangzhou, Yang Ru had given them a summary of Wang Zhuo’s situation, primarily hoping they would cherish this opportunity and perform well. After hearing it, they were overjoyed. Who wouldn't wish to follow a handsome, young, and wealthy man? That was infinitely better than being sent to some perverse old man over sixty!

From the moment they entered, the twins were captivated by Wang Zhuo’s aura. He stayed in the most luxurious five-star hotel suite, spoke with authority to Miss Yang—who treated Brother Xu with deference—and he was tall, cool, and quite handsome. The two exchanged a knowing look; their hearts were already fully convinced.

Wang Zhuo was finally defeated, completely yielding. These three women were mad—all of them. One spent the festival not on gifts, but gifting twins; the other two were being offered up like maids or slaves yet seemed demure while inwardly rejoicing. Had mental illness become contagious?

Wiping his stiff expression, Wang Zhuo gestured with his finger toward the inner room of the suite. "You two go in and sit for a while. Close the door behind you and you can watch TV. Miss Yang and I need to talk."

Yingying and Yanyan exchanged glances, uncertain whether this hurdle had been passed. Feeling unsure, they walked in and shut the door tightly from the inside. Moments later, the sound of a television drifted out.

"They are quite well-behaved, actually," Wang Zhuo glanced at Yang Ru, unsure if he was complimenting or mocking her.

Yang Ru pretended not to notice the edge in his voice and asked with a smile, "So, you've accepted them?"

"Do you think it's over just like that?" Wang Zhuo said with a mocking expression. "I dislike these kinds of naked transactions. How can people be treated like objects to be given away? It completely lacks charm."

Yang Ru finally couldn't tolerate his attitude and retorted, neither harshly nor softly, "After I leave, they are yours. You can have as much charm as you like."

Wang Zhuo sneered, "Then take them and leave. I guarantee you'll see a surprise in tonight's evening paper."

Both angered and shocked, Yang Ru realized she had been far too naive. This young man was harder to handle than she had imagined; he had already gained complete control over her.

"You put a lot of effort into finding such a gift for me," Wang Zhuo said, his smile insincere. "But it’s a pity; after meeting them, they seem happier than I am. That truly irritates me. You probably know I have a bit of a chauvinistic streak."

Yang Ru was struck dumb. The twins’ performance should have been flawless, but Wang Zhuo’s insight was so sharp that he had seen through their true feelings.

"Then what exactly do you want?" she demanded resentfully.

"Do you know what I find most incomprehensible about you?" Wang Zhuo mocked. "Why do you assume you are superior? If you wanted revenge, you disregarded the law and sent people after me. Now, to placate my anger, you shamelessly offer me two innocent girls, claiming you have the right to decide their freedom and their lives?"

Yang Ru, already fair-skinned, turned ashen and bloodless under his reprimand. Just as she was about to retort, Wang Zhuo continued, "You’ve gone to all this trouble just to have me let the Yang family off the hook, is that it? That's not impossible. I'll give you three days to have Liu Jieming come see me personally, and your brother Yang Jian too. I don't believe he wasn't involved in the attempt on my life last time."

"Three days?" Yang Ru laughed instead of getting angry. "You probably won't see that spineless man in three years."

Mentioning Liu Jieming instantly enraged Yang Ru. To think he was her husband, yet he had caused such a disaster and now was hiding abroad! The thought that he might be carousing now, drinking foreign liquor and chasing foreign women, sent a wave of fury straight to her head.

"He can't come?" Wang Zhuo huffed. "Then I'm sorry. Take your people and go. We'll settle this on the stock market."

Thump. Lin Xinru felt her heart sink to the bottom. The mission had failed!

"You don't have to leave," Wang Zhuo looked at her, intending to humiliate this haughty woman further—why should she be the one to treat others like disposable items? "If you stay, I might reconsider."

The meaning of "staying" was perfectly clear. In the privacy of a hotel room, when a man asks a woman to stay, what he intends to do is self-evident.

Yang Ru’s phoenix eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, widened in disbelief as she stared at Wang Zhuo. Had this man grown reckless, or had he gone completely insane? He was actually making such an outrageous demand!

Wang Zhuo crossed his legs, observing her from a superior position with a teasing air. Her shocked and angry expression greatly satisfied him. Dealing with a woman like this required severely stripping her of her pride and face. If she left in such a fury that she even twisted an ankle, that would be perfect!