Chapter 669 – Mischief

Masayoshi Kishimoto walked in front while Satomi Ishihara followed behind. The two of them went out of the high-class Japanese cuisine back and forth. Before they went out, the store manager and a bunch of other people were bowing ninety degrees to say goodbye.

Masayoshi Kishimoto walked towards his own old Porsche 911, and as soon as he opened the door to get in, he saw Satomi Ishihara directly say, “You’ve been drinking, you’re not able to drive, right!”

“Isn’t it a good thing for you? If I get caught by the police, we’ll have to walk to the police station.

At that time, won’t you be able to escape this? If we don’t encounter the police setting up a checkpoint for drunk driving along the way, you’ll honestly resign yourself to your fate.

That’s all I can do for you. As for the rest of the rest, it’s up to God’s will and arrangement.” Masayoshi Kishimoto began his own mischievous path.

Ishihara Satomi hesitated a little, but still got into the passenger seat of his car and sat down, and fastened her seatbelt. She was suddenly a bit uneasy, “There won’t be a car accident, will there?”

“Are you that afraid of death?” Masayoshi Kishimoto asked in his mind which was calm and unperturbed.

“I’m only fifteen, I still have a long way to go in life.” Ishihara Satomi said seriously.

“Don’t worry, that some sake I drank isn’t enough to make my head spin. Do you see me talking like a drunk?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said nonchalantly.

Ishihara Satomi felt that he indeed did not look like he was in a drunken state, so she stopped talking. Her heart was quite conflicted, on the one hand, she was looking forward to a police officer setting up a post to check for drunk driving, on the other hand, she understood that even if she escaped this time, then she would be spared in the future, wouldn’t there be anything more to do?

“After tonight, will I be completely free?” Ishihara Satomi innocently asked.

Kishimoto Masayoshi held the steering wheel with both hands, the car not moving forward at a fast speed, and held back from laughing out loud, “That’s one question that I really can’t answer you.”

Ishihara Satomi immediately became particularly depressed, her face showing disappointment and frustration, “It should not be the first time that you have done this kind of unethical thing.

It’s bound to be something that won’t have any sense of guilt in your heart. For me, it will be a lifelong indelible painful memory.”

“Within the world of adults, there is no such thing as easy. I am also just trying to survive. Even if I don’t do this kind of thing, there are still others who will come and do it.

You definitely don’t like it when I say this. However, I’m going to say it anyway. Even if this kind of thing doesn’t happen to you, it will still happen to someone else.

You won’t have the thought of feeling unlucky at the moment. After officially entering the entertainment industry, officially debuting as a female porn star, but not being able to become famous and on top, then how meaningful is it?

Besides, in my opinion, it’s not a bad thing at all, but a good thing. How many cute looking girls want to have such a chance but can’t.

You just stop imagining things. Tomorrow morning, I’ll pick you up again.” Masayoshi Kishimoto was outwardly calm, while in his heart he was laughing his ass off at the Dao.

Ishihara Satomi foolishly looked through the glass car window at the colorful night scene on the street outside. She hadn’t encountered such a thing in the past, and didn’t know how to handle it properly. One really, really didn’t think that the entertainment industry would be so scary.

When they arrived at the place, Masayoshi Kishimoto parked the car, and it was only then that he got out of the car. He did not rush Ishihara Satomi who was still sitting on top of the passenger seat and refused to come out.

He walked towards the front door of the five-star hotel and directly ran towards the front desk to get the room card for the presidential suite.

After he took the room card from the receptionist, he turned in the direction he came from and walked outside.

Masayoshi Kishimoto reopened the door of his car and got in. He raised his hand and handed the room card to Ishihara Satomi and said, ”We came all the way here, and since we didn’t encounter any police officers setting up checkpoints for drunk driving, then it’s God’s will. The room card is right here, the presidential suite. As for whether you go up or not, that’s your choice.”

Ishihara Satomi took that one room card in his hand holding it in her right hand is felt incomparably heavy. She pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and without looking back walked towards the front door of the five-star hotel.

Although she felt difficult to walk, but know that want to escape also can not escape. This before and after, he had objectively analyzed himself clearly and plainly one by one.

Ishihara Satomi suddenly remembered a sentence that the famous French actress Sophie Marceau had once said, that she was a rich man’s plaything.

Even a world-class actress like Sophie Marceau couldn’t escape, let alone a nobody like herself. As she thought about it, she unknowingly walked into the front door of the five-star hotel and kept walking until she was in front of one of the elevators going up the stairs.

Ishihara Satomi froze for a while before pressing the button for the elevator to go upstairs. As soon as the elevator door opened, she stepped inside.

Following the identification on her room card, she went straight up to the top floor. The elevator door opened again, and she walked out, walking along the corridor towards the presidential suite.

Satomi Ishihara stopped outside the two large doors of the room and fumed for a while. She came back to her senses and opened the door with the room card in her hand as soon as she had the courage to do so.

She pushed her way in to see the opulent decorations and furnishings of the room. For this reason, she really had no interest in this place at all, and her heart was full of disgust.

The door closed automatically with a characteristic a sound that inadvertently startled her. She couldn’t help but shiver.

Suddenly, Ishihara Satomi’s cell phone rang. She fumbled for her cell phone, and for a moment she didn’t hold it steady, causing it to fall to the ground.

She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, opened the flip cover, saw that the caller ID on the top of the screen was a stranger, and only hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the green answer button without speaking first.

“If you’re too nervous inside, you can drink a little bit of wine, or go take a shower first. That will ease your tension.”

Masayoshi Kishimoto sat inside the car, his right hand holding his own cell phone attached next to his right ear, trying to keep from laughing out loud.

Ishihara Satomi instantly understood as soon as she heard the voice and the content and said, “You’re a cat crying for fake mercy. I don’t need your concern.”

“Rest well and I’ll come back in the morning to pick you up.” Masayoshi Kishimoto’s face was filled with a teasing and mischievous smile as he said.

“And how did you know my cell phone number?” Ishihara Satomi first made an offhand remark, then said with some begging tone, “Don’t hang up, accompany me to talk again.”

“That’s not easy, just ask your agent and you’ll know it all.” Justice Kishimoto said in a nonchalant manner, “Go take a shower! Then, have a good night’s sleep here.”