Love Like Evergreens in Sunny Days

"Number 7, 9, and 13, go to the twelfth floor," Mrs. Bennet called as she pushed the door open.

Anastasia Steele, who was suddenly called out, froze in her tracks. Wasnt the twelfth floor the most expensive private room in the club?

"Number 7, are you deaf? Lets go!" Mrs. Bennet was getting impatient. She had initially planned to put number 6 into that room, but the client specifically asked for a newcomer. With a shortage of staff, she had no choice but to bring this new girl, number 7, along.

Anastasias face turned pale. She had been here for almost a month, and it seemed like it was finally her time to entertain.

In the hallway, Mrs. Bennet looked at them with a stern expression and warned, "The guests today are of great importance. If you serve them well, there will be generous tips. But if any of you offend the guests, youre on your own, even if you die!"

After speaking, she glanced meaningfully at Anastasia.

Anastasia felt a shiver down her spine. Although the "Crimson Night Club" where she worked was the best and most luxurious nightclub in the city, the guests had all sorts of demands, which made her feel apprehensive.

Anastasia had thought about quitting many times these past few days, but thinking about her brothers medical expenses, she could only grit her teeth and persist.

No matter what, he was her only family now, and she had to save him.

Mrs. Bennet led the three of them into the private room, said a few flattering words, and then left.

A man with blonde hair whistled at Anastasia and the others, saying with ill intent, "We ordered a newcomer. Who is it?"

Numbers 9 and 13 quietly stepped away from Anastasia.

The blonde man smiled at her and then nodded in a certain direction.

Anastasia followed his gesture and saw the man who would bring her endless torment in the future.

The man just sat there, giving the feeling that all things in the world were under his feet. His cold eyes were daunting, but his face, as if carefully carved by God, was irresistible.

Anastasia composed herself. Although it was her first time entertaining, she knew how to behave from her previous training.

She picked up a glass of wine from the table and sat down next to the man, deliberately whispering into his ear, "Sir, tonight I will serve you."

Christian Grey looked up, and the girls not-so-strong perfume wafted around his nose, like a secluded orchid.

"Newcomer?"

"...Yes."

Christian Grey looked at Anastasias slightly flushed face and said in an extremely ambiguous tone, "Tonight, I will check the goods."

Anastasia understood what Christian meant, and her face turned so red it almost bled.

Christian Grey looked at her slightly embarrassed expression and then leaned back on the sofa, "Its no wonder that Misses from Crimson Night Club are good at acting."

On the other side, the blonde man laughed out loud, "Our Mr. Grey doesnt like method actors."

This sentence made Anastasia feel like she was splashed with cold water, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Anastasia said a bit sulkily, "Sir, Im afraid its not possible tonight, Im on my period."

Christian Grey looked at her with a smile and said lightly, "Its okay, I just like the red blood staining the silver spear."

Anastasia was surprised by this sentence from the man with such a strong aura, realizing that she might not be able to escape this disaster. She quickly put on a smile and said, "Sir is really in good taste!"

Christian Grey took a sip of wine and did not respond.

In the following time, Anastasia sat quietly next to Christian Grey, helping him light cigarettes and pour wine. Occasionally, at his request, she took the microphone and sang two songs, and from time to time, she joked with a coquettish smile.

Its not that Anastasia was willing to degrade herself, but since she had already stepped through this door, she couldnt get out unscathed.

Time passed second by second. Thinking about what was going to happen later, Anastasias palms couldnt help but sweat slightly.

"Are you nervous?"

Christian Greys cold voice startled Anastasia, and she subconsciously nodded.

Christian Grey smiled: "If I didnt know the training methods of Crimson Night Club, I would really be deceived by a woman like you."

"Sir, how can you see it at a glance? Later, Mrs. Bennet will blame me for not studying seriously." Anastasia suppressed the shame in her heart and acted coquettishly next to Christian Grey.

Men like women to act coquettishly and pretend to be white lotuses to satisfy their hobbies.

Christian Grey looked at the delicate smiling face in front of him, and a fire was lit in his abdomen, burning fiercely mixed with the fragrance of women.

He narrowed his eyes, surprised that this woman could bring such a big reaction to himself.

He has never liked to suppress desire, so he took Anastasia out of the private room and walked towards the elevator.

Crimson Night Club can become the most expensive place in the city for a reason. The twelfth floor is a place for entertainment, and the top ten floors are all luxury suites.

Anastasia watched as Christian Grey entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor, gaining a more intuitive understanding of him.

It seems that this persons background is bigger than she imagined. After all, the suites on the top floor are not accessible to those with money alone.

The two soon arrived at the room, and Anastasia smiled softly and said, "Sir, you go take a bath first."

Christian Grey looked at her and gave her that kind of smile that seemed to be laughing.

"Why, dont you take a bath with me?"

Anastasia felt that her face had been red tonight, and she lowered her head and replied, "No, Im afraid Ill dirty your eyes."

Watching the man turn and enter the bathroom, Anastasia let out a breath, sat on the soft couch by the bedside, and thought that Christian Grey should just be joking. Who would really be willing to "fight in blood".

She didnt have time to think more, so she quickly got up, pulled off the hairpin, and then pried open the bulging place to take out a strong sleeping pill.

Anastasia was immersed in her own world and didnt notice that Christian Grey had come out of the bathroom, looking at her with a deep cold.

She was startled and quickly clenched the pill, turned around and looked at him, and saw a piece of scenery.

The strong waist muscles, broad shoulders, and a pair of slender legs appeared in front of her without warning.

"What are you doing?" Christian Grey grabbed her wrist and looked at her palm that she couldnt avoid.

Looking at his angry eyes, Anastasia deliberately dropped the pill and smiled ambiguously: "Oh, I just want to make you more excited, sir."

"Do you think I need it?" Christian Grey directly pressed Anastasias hand to a place.

Even through a bath towel, Anastasia could feel the mans heat, and she shrank back like an electric shock, stammering: "Yes, I was confused... Ill take a bath first."

"Okay, well wait for you to come back," Christian Grey said playfully, but his eyes glanced at a certain place on the ground.

After Anastasia left, Christian Grey picked up the pill from the ground, his expression stern. The guts of Crimson Night Club are really getting bigger.

In the bathroom, Anastasia stood under the faucet, her face flustered. What should she do? If she doesnt put the pill, it means she cant avoid tonight.

A knock on the door sounded, and she quickly wiped her body with a towel and opened the door: "Sir."

Christian Grey couldnt help but be pleasantly surprised when he saw the woman inside the door. Her freshly bathed face was red, and her slightly wet black hair was draped down, adding a more tempting taste.

Anastasia felt the mans gaze on her body, and when she met his aggressive eyes, she shrank a little.

"Are you avoiding me?"

"No, how could it be?" Anastasia walked out with a charming smile, thinking that she would have to face what would happen with Christian

Grey later, and her mood was complicated.

Christian Grey patted the seat next to him: "Come here."

Anastasias heart trembled, and she slowly walked to sit by the man.

"Whats your name?" Christian Grey pulled Anastasia into his arms and asked against her earlobe.

Suddenly being brought into the mans territory, feeling the others warm breath on her ears, Anastasia, who had never been in such close contact with the opposite sex, blushed and said, "Anastasia."

Looking at the girls ears turning red in his arms, Christian Greys heart was full of sneers. This woman is really good at pretending to be pure.

Christian Grey turned over and pressed Anastasia under him, facing her panicked eyes, and the flames rising in his abdomen became more fierce, making him want to trample on this woman fiercely.

He lowered his head and kissed Anastasias red lips.

At the moment when Christian Grey kissed, Anastasias mind went blank, this was her first kiss!

Although she had been in love before, she was conservative by nature and only stopped at the distance of holding hands and hugging at most.

There was no time to think more, Christian Grey had already started to attack the high ground.

When Anastasia opened her eyes again, there was no man in the room. She felt like her body was falling apart, so she slowly moved to the bathroom to take a bath and felt a little comfortable.

At noon, she received a call from Mrs. Bennet: "Your escort fee has been transferred to the card, and Mr. Grey is known for his generosity. If you have the opportunity in the future, if you serve him well, you will not lack a tip."

Anastasia smiled, feeling sour in her heart.

Then she thought of her brother who was still in the hospital, and let out a sigh of relief.

Anastasia found a nearby bank to check the balance in her card.

Fifty-seven thousand, Anastasia counted the zeros on the ATM again, and found that she didnt see it wrong, and couldnt help but click her tongue. No wonder even Mrs. Bennet said she was generous, it seems that this man is really generous.

She took out some cash and bought some fruit in the supermarket before taking a taxi to the hospital.

As soon as Anastasia entered the door, she smiled at the boy in the bed: "Ethan, have you been listening to the nurse sister these days?"

A big boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old lay on the hospital bed, his eyes brightened when he saw Anastasia, and he tried to sit up. Anastasia quickly put down the things in her hand to help him.

"Sister, why are you here? Dont you have to work today?" Ethan asked with some doubt, tilting his head.

"Today is my sisters day off, so I came to accompany you," Anastasia said with a smile, stroking his head. Ethan always thought she worked in an advertising company.

Seeing Ethan staring at a certain place, Anastasia seemed to realize something and pulled up the collar of her clothes.

"Sister, have you found a boyfriend?" Ethan asked with some happiness and worry... He didnt know what the other person was like. If he knew about their family situation, would he be good to his sister?

Anastasia didnt know how to answer, and finally, she could only smile and not speak.

This attitude was seen by Ethan as a kind of indirect admission. He hesitated and said, "Sister, is he good to you?"

Anastasia gave him a white look when she heard the words, "Why do you ask so much, kid? Ill go and peel fruit for you."

Anastasia picked up the fruit on the table and went out the door, and her back had a bit of a fleeing meaning.

She walked to the edge of the corridor and slowly exhaled. Looking at herself in the mirror, she cursed.

"Let you be careless, what if Ethan sees it? Can you find a boyfriend for him to see?" Anastasia muttered to herself.

"What boyfriend?" The male voice from the side scared Anastasia almost to drop the fruit in her hand.

Turning her head, she couldnt help but sigh that the world is too small, she can meet like this.

Christian Grey didnt expect to meet this woman when he came to the hospital to visit his subordinates. If it werent for her current expression that didnt seem to be fake, he would suspect that this woman had ulterior motives.

"Mr. Grey, isnt it not very good for you to eavesdrop on others conversations?" Anastasias face was not very good.

Christian Grey raised his eyebrows, "I just happened to pass by."

Anastasia was speechless, glared at Christian Grey fiercely, and took the washed fruit and walked out.

Looking at her hurried figure, Christian Grey slowly took out the pill from his pocket, and there was a bit of intriguing meaning in his eyes.

Anastasia still felt uneasy when she thought of Christian Grey. She stayed at the door of the ward for a while before going in, accompanying Ethan until he fell asleep, then went to pay the hospital 50,000 yuan at one time, and then went to the doctor to inquire about the situation.

"Miss Anastasia, you know your brothers illness, its difficult to cure. If you want to get better, there is only one way, that is bone marrow transplantation, but to be frank, the treatment cost may not be low." The doctor said to Anastasia with a heavy heart.

"Can you tell me how much it will take?" Anastasia asked nervously. No matter what, you must cure Ethan!

The doctor sighed. He knew about the girls family. Her parents died in a car accident, leaving only this pair of siblings, and her brother got leukemia at this time. The compensation had already been used up, where there was money for surgery.

"The preoperative fee for bone marrow transplantation, and if there are complications after surgery and so on, the total cost is about 1.8 to 2 million."

Hearing the doctors words, Anastasia couldnt help but feel weak, and her eyes were full of despair.