Genius Son Sells his Mom to Dad

Leo's crazy steps on the accelerator which make Claire feel a little uneasy. “Leo, where are you taking me to?”

But he does not answer.

The car turns around in a roar and finally stops at the door of a nightclub.

Leo opens the door, yanks Claire out of the car, and takes her to the club easily.

The flashing lights make Claire lose sight of what is going on at the club, but when she does, her face turns red.

In the hall where the lights are alternating and the atmosphere is warm and ambiguous, couples of men and women hug each other.

Men's eyes are full of sexual desires and drunkenness, with the music of passion and intoxicating rhythm, being restless to women.

And those women do not only refuse, but also arbitrarily twist their waists, their hair messy, eyes drunk, taking off their own clothes. Their mouths are continually giving out exhortations and chanting.

Claire does not expect the scene to be so promiscuous. She surprises, bows down and curses Leo, and turns away.

But how could it be that simple?

Leo makes a snap, and the winking guards in black have rushed up and shut the door.

Leo sneers, yanking Claire and snorting, “What? Isn’t that what you like? “

Claire grinds her teeth, turns her head over. “Leo, I am your wife, your wife! I am not who you think I am.”

But Leo ignores it. He pushes Claire suddenly, and he steps into the middle of the club.

Claire turns back, but suddenly four or five tall shadows appeared in front of her.

The men who surround her are tall, dressed in black suits, dark glasses, grimly looking, with their hands behind their backs. Those steel sculptures generally stand to keep Claire from leaving.

such public place...” Claire says angrily.

But actually this is

a woman with short hair coming up with a glass

“Since you are here, do

woman lifts her glass gracefully and drinks. The blood-red wine

who is almost dressed in bikini, “I

the middle of the crowd by her black-clad bodyguards.

a match for these black-clad bodyguards, so she shouts to Leo, “Leo, are you just going to stand by? Do you have the heart

on the sofa on the edge of the field, laughing with a dancer, regardless of Claire, even if she screams her throat

and squeezes her little fists.

her head and stares at the short-haired woman.

The woman with short hair smiles and says, “Do not worry. We are just inviting you to have fun with us.”

all the other women behind her look at each other and laugh too, and the smiles make Claire angry and

course just a game.” The short-haired woman holds up her glass, “Drink if you lose.”

her head. “I do not play games and

hair sneers, “Don’t pretend to be innocent, Claire.

in front of everyone. But now that she is in deep trouble, there is no other way. She is angry, “What do you want to do?”

cuboids on the table and says, “The game is very simple, we roll cuboids, whose points are

Then she picks up a cuboid and shakes it. Claire sighs,

a while, and short hair woman laughs wickedly, “Open it.”

at the rolls. The points are three, four, six.

woman with short

“Drink it.” The crowd laughs

glass of wine is brought before Claire.

fill her stomach with a