Evening.
Sakura, looking at herself in this outfit, took a deep breath and stared at her reflection with utter disgust.
Inside the mirror, she was wearing a sailor uniform, white stockings, her hair in twin tails, her face elaborately made up, striking playful, cute poses. But her eyes lacked any sparkle.
Jin stood beside her, dressed in a Dragon Country's high-slit cheongsam. The rose-red dress showcased her devilish figure perfectly. Beneath the high slit, she wore long stockings.
This ensemble would make any man stand up, unable to resist doing something to her.
Both of them knew very well that this was their attire to please an old man!
An old man who might not even be capable of doing anything anymore.
"Let's go," Jin said in a low voice, her resolve set. Perhaps from that moment on, their destinies had been seized by others, and they no longer had lives of their own.
The only difference between now and then was perhaps the frequency of missions.
Under Lin Xiao's command, they had only undertaken two missions in the past two months. In the past, they would have had seven or eight.
However, the missions Lin Xiao assigned them were more terrifying than the last.
Today, they were actually going to be hostesses for the leader of the Pretty Country?
They had never imagined such a day would come.
The phone rang.
Jin looked at the phone, took a deep breath, and tried her best to remain calm. After answering, her voice became coy and sweet: "Hello? Yes, we'll be there right away."
The two of them hailed a taxi and arrived not far from the hotel where the leader of the Pretty Country was being hosted, but they didn't stop directly outside, choosing to pull over by the roadside.
As soon as they got out of the taxi, a small car pulled up beside them, honked, and the rear door opened.
"Get in."
The two quickly got into the car.
The man from the Pretty Country was sitting in the back seat. Seeing them enter, he made no pretense of politeness. He pulled Sakura directly onto his lap with one arm, and with the other, he put it around Jin.
"Very nice!"
It was clear he was very satisfied. The car started moving, and his hands began to grope them both.
The smile on his face looked utterly repulsive to Sakura and Jin.
But they had to endure it. If they didn't, everything would be ruined.
However, the car hadn't traveled for long before the driver suddenly spoke up: "Mr. President, we're being followed."
"Hmm?"
The President frowned and said, "Can't you shake them off?"
"Attempting to."
"Don't disturb my mood."
The President said with displeasure, his hands continuing to explore their bodies, even reaching towards their skirts.
It was at this moment that the car took a sharp turn, forcing the President and the two women to press against the car door, losing their balance.
"So persistent?"
The President grumbled with dissatisfaction. He then released the two women he was holding, tidied his clothes and shirt, realizing that he wouldn't be able to enjoy himself properly tonight. "Do you know who it is?"
"Not clear yet. They don't seem like people from any Dragon Country department. Their tracking methods are rather crude."
The driver said.
Just then, the car suddenly braked hard and stopped.
"Traffic jam."