Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Lin Qian's breath caught in her throat for a second.

Upon hearing this, she was stunned for a moment, momentarily lost in a daze.

Everyone says that Lu Beiting is arrogant and aloof, and it's impossible for him to fall for a woman. He even boasts that he never goes back to an ex, and no matter how much his exes cry and beg for reconciliation, he remains unmoved.

Yet this was a man who was arrogant to the core.

At this moment, however, he lowered his head, staring at her intently, his deep phoenix eyes churning with dark ink.

It gave her a very affectionate feeling.

But if that incident hadn't happened back then, if she hadn't met that person, and if she hadn't learned the truth... she might have fallen for him again now.

Lin Qian turned her face away, avoiding his burning, tender gaze. "No, we've been broken up for three years—ugh!"

The rest of the words were left unsaid.

Lu Beiting once again angrily sealed her lips with his, his kiss intense and surging, with an irresistible flavor, greedily stealing all the sweet and delicious taste from her mouth.

He didn't want to hear her finish.

Lin Qian struggled weakly in his arms, her eyes becoming hazy, "Lu...you..."

He was actually forcibly kissing her.

Lin Qian patted his shoulder, steeled herself, and bit the man's lips hard.

The sweet, metallic taste of blood instantly spread between their lips and teeth.

Lu Beiting seemed completely oblivious to the pain, instead becoming even more excited and kissing her even deeper.

Just then, a soft, quiet laugh drifted from the side; the voices of women talking came from not far away, growing louder as they approached.

"Sister Shishi, why hasn't Lu Beiting come back for so long? And there's something very important, Lu Beiting actually said that Lin Qian got into his Maybach!"

Ye Miaomiao and Xia Tingshi were going to the restroom hand in hand.

Lin Qian's back stiffened for a moment when she heard Ye Miaomiao's voice.

Lu Beiting didn't care at all. He gently stroked her back with his large hand, and his kisses gradually became gentler, like lovers in the throes of passion.

Xia Tingshi's voice was filled with surprise, "What? Lin Qian got into Brother Bei Ting's car? Why are you only telling me this now?"

"I only found out before you came to the private room. Now that I think about it, something doesn't feel right! Lu Beiting isn't that kind, is he? He usually doesn't care about things that don't concern him, so why would he suddenly be so kind as to take Lin Qian home?"

Ye Miaomiao's analysis was quite logical, "I suspect that it's that bitch Lin Qian who knows you like Lu Beiting and is trying to seduce him on purpose! But she doesn't even know who she is; she's not even worthy to carry Lu Beiting's shoes!"

But Ye Miaomiao didn't know.

It's right around the corner.

Lu Beiting held Lin Qian tightly in his arms, kissing her passionately, a kiss he had forced.

Ye Miaomiao only needed to take a few more steps forward to catch the two of them having an ambiguous affair.

Lin Qian's eyelashes trembled, and she seemed to melt into the man's arms like cream.

Lu Beiting finally released her, lingeringly pecking her lips twice, then whispered in her ear:

"Don't listen to their attempts to sow discord. Sweetie, you and I are the perfect match."

Not far away, Xia Tingshi suddenly stopped, feeling as if she had heard something.

It sounded like Lu Beiting was speaking in a low voice, seductive yet gentle.

But looking around, she didn't notice anything amiss.

It might be an auditory hallucination.

It has to be said that Lin Qian is now incredibly beautiful.

She was so beautiful that she gave them a sense of crisis.

But Xia Tingshi didn't take it too seriously. She slowly raised her red lips and confidently said:

"Forget it, don't worry. Someone as picky as Brother Beiting would definitely look down on someone as cheap as her!"

The two left hand in hand, their footsteps fading into the distance.

Lin Qian then began to struggle slightly, "Lu Beiting, let me go!"

"Didn't I warn you not to let me catch you again?" Lu Beiting's arm remained motionless.

He smiled confidently, "Besides, you were the one who provoked me the night a week ago."

That night, Lin Qian was drunk and pounced on him, repeatedly grabbing his hand and pulling it towards her, her movements delicate and soft.

"Brother, I feel so bad, can you touch me?"

After three years apart, our reunion was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, ready to ignite at the slightest touch.

This fire extinguished Lu Beiting's rationality, causing him to lose control throughout the night.

Lin Qian bit her lip, her ears turning bright red. "But you've already done it back, so we're even now."

Lu Beiting leaned over her, one hand on his side, and stared at her in the dim light.

"I'm asking you one last time, please don't break up with me, okay?"

"No." Lin Qian said without hesitation.

Lu Beiting's body stiffened slightly, and his breathing stopped for two seconds.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qian pushed him with all her might and ran away without looking back, seemingly not wanting to stay with him any longer.

Lu Beiting stood there, watching her hurried departure, for a long time.

He narrowed his eyes, his chest feeling as if it were filled with heavy lead, churning with obscure and incomprehensible emotions...

Lin Qian didn't know which direction she was running in.

Anyway, as long as I can stay away from Lu Beiting, that dangerous man, that's all that matters.

She wandered aimlessly into a secluded corridor, and just as she was about to return the way she came, she unexpectedly saw Zhu Zihao's figure.

Lin Qian quietly walked over.

Zhu Zihao was seen holding a naked woman in his arms.

That person was actually... Ye Miaomiao!

"Oh, Miaomiao, you're great! Relax a little more~" Zhu Zihao grabbed her waist and growled in a low voice.

Zhu Zihao drank a lot tonight and failed to get Lin Qian. He was itching for sex and had nowhere to vent his lust, so he went to see his old lover.

Ye Miaomiao hooked her arms around his neck, her voice so sweet it could melt your heart:

"Zihao, if your wife finds out we're doing this... won't she be angry?"

That's what they say.

But Ye Miaomiao was even more excited!

The thought that his wife was in the nearby private room made Ye Miaomiao incredibly excited, as if she had been injected with adrenaline.

Zhu Zihao's wife was the class representative for Chinese in high school, and she also came to the class reunion today.

Other classmates envied their love story, which blossomed from school uniforms to wedding gowns, unaware that—

Ye Miaomiao beckoned and pulled the person over.

Zhu Zihao was overjoyed. "If you don't tell, and I don't tell, who will know we're together?"

The two were so engrossed in their passion that they didn't notice Lin Qian at all.

Unbeknownst to them, a few minutes later, Lin Qian summoned a group of old classmates, who were walking in a large procession toward them.

In a dimly lit corner.

Zhu Zihao pressed Ye Miaomiao to the ground and sighed comfortably, "Miaomiao, this was really exciting."

Ye Miaomiao replied sweetly, "Then how about I come to your house next time? I want to lie on your wife's bed, and wear your wife's pajamas... Oh my god!!!"

In an instant, the corridor lights snapped on.

The two bodies were completely exposed to the bright light and revealed to the shocked gazes of the crowd!