Jeki and Inara had arrived at the hospital. The man immediately got out of the car. Without saying a word, he simply walked away.
"Damn, this kid. Instead of thanking me, he just leaves like that."
Inara watched the man enter the hospital. "He's really different ... His body doesn't match his young age at all."
"Maybe that's what makes those slutty women rent him."
Meanwhile, inside the hospital, Jeki looked through the glass window into the room. He could see the medical staff concentrating on treating his mother.
"Mom is my life."
"I can't live without Mom."
Ding!
A notification from a dating platform sounded. Jeki checked his phone and saw that a new message had come in.
"Sleep until morning, twenty million."
"Mom's in critical condition. The doctor must be asking for a lot of money."
A nurse came out of the room. Jeki had been impatiently waiting for information about his mother's condition.
"How is she, Nurse? Why did my mom collapse?"
"I'm sorry, sir. We thought you were inside the room earlier. Usually, you ask a nurse to watch the patient. But there was no notice tonight, so no one was accompanying her."
"Yeah ... I had something important to take care of earlier, too. So, how is she? Is there any serious problem?" Jeki asked.
"Not really, sir. Everything is going smoothly."
"Ah, good ... In that case, please stay with Mom. I have to get to work."
"Of course, sir."
Jeki felt relieved that his mother's condition wasn't too bad. The nurse had also gone back into the room. When he turned around, his body collided with a woman.
"Ow!"
Reflexively, Jeki wrapped an arm around the woman's waist. At the same time, Inara gripped Jeki's arm tightly. Inara's breathing showed in the rise and fall of her chest. Jeki swallowed hard as he felt the girl's body pressed against him.
"Miss."
Jeki adjusted their positions. He gave the woman a sly smile. "Pretty big, huh, miss."
"Do you want me to slap you again?"
"Oops, sorry."
Jeki glanced around them. "What do you want, miss? Why are you following me?"
"What do you think?"
Jeki thought for a moment, but he couldn't think clearly at all because he was distracted by the news about his mother.
"Why are you quiet?"
The man could only slowly shake his head. "Do we have a contract?" Jeki asked.
"If we do, I'll sign it right now."
"We don't! You little punk. I helped you, and you just walked away."
"Oh, my God! You want respect?" the man asked.
"What do you mean, talking like that?"
"Okay! Thanks for helping me, miss."
"Hmm ... You're welcome."
"You can go home now. I have to leave."
"Where are you going? You said your mom was sick."
"She's better now ... I got a call. It's a pretty good one—twenty million."
"You don't feel bad wasting your seed on cheap women?"
"No! My seed is worth a fortune."
"You're not allowed to go anywhere."
"What? Who are you to order me around?"
"Your boyfriend!"
"A fake boyfriend! Besides, we haven't even gone through with it yet. And one more thing: just because I'm your fake boyfriend doesn't mean I've stopped working. Got it?"
"Hey, don't get too comfortable. You're not allowed to do that filthy work anymore. You're exclusive to me. Got it?"
"I don't want to."
"Fine! Then I'll come with you to meet that client."
"Sure! Who's scared?" Jeki challenged the woman in return. "If you get tempted, don't ask me to satisfy you, okay? Unless you pay me—and of course, you have to call me through the dating app."
"Does this brat really like getting slapped?"
"I do! Especially when I'm slapped by twin peaks," he said with a wink.
Inara got ready to raise her hand, but Jeki quickly grabbed it. That wasn't the end of it. Inara swung her other hand, but once again, she was no match for Jeki's speed.
"Whew, they really are big!" he said, looking at Inara before licking his upper lip.
"Let go!"
"Come on, let's rent a hotel room. I'm really good at taking women's clothes off."
"Jeki! Don't provoke me into exposing your dirty secrets."
"Okay, miss!" Jeki surrendered and let go of the woman.
"You really want to come with me while I have some fun?"
"Yes!"
"Okay!"