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

After having dinner at a Western restaurant, we returned to Xifu Courtyard around 10 p.m.

The villa was brightly lit, and the heating made everyone feel warm and cozy.

Lu Beiting had just taken off his coat and hung it in the entryway when he put his arm around Lin Qian. "So what's my birthday present?"

Lin Qian was changing her shoes when she heard this and paused, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Why are you in such a hurry? Haste makes waste..."

Lu Beiting: "I am indeed eager to eat my Qianqian's white tofu."

His gaze slowly descended, direct, bold, and extremely aggressive.

Lin Qian knew where he was looking, so she quickly turned her back.

Behind him, a man's low, muffled chuckle came:

"I've eaten this countless times, how come you still blush so easily? Hmm?"

!!!

Lin Qian bit her lip, suppressing the shyness in her heart, turned around, and stretched out an index finger to gently hook the tie in front of him.

She then hooked him and led him into the bedroom.

Lu Beiting's sharp Adam's apple bobbed up and down, a half-smile playing on his lips: "Trying to seduce me?"

This was the first time Lin Qian had done something like this.

I heard from other people's experiences that... it's 100% effective at attracting men.

Of course, this operation is somewhat dependent on modeling, meaning it depends on luck.

She didn't have much experience, and suddenly stammered, "No...can't I seduce you?"

"Yes, I'm always willing to let you seduce me~"

Lu Beiting raised an eyebrow, followed her into the bedroom, and closed the bedroom door with a "click".

Lin Qian opened the bedside table.

Inside the drawer lay five exquisite black gift blind boxes, each tied with a perfect red ribbon in a bow.

Lin Qian's cheeks burned even hotter, and her neck turned crimson.

She didn't dare look at him, keeping her head down, and whispered, "You... just draw one. Whichever one you draw, that's fine."

A dark glint slowly rose in Lu Beiting's eyes as his fingertips landed on the first black gift box.

"I choose this one."

Lin Qian nervously pursed her lips. "Then open it."

Lu Beiting tore open the ribbon, picked up the lid, and saw a garment with very little fabric: a white lace top, semi-transparent black stockings, a super short bodycon skirt, and red-soled stilettos.

Lu Beiting raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance, and asked, "What is this?"

Lin Qian was having trouble breathing and stammered, "It's... the kind of... secretary outfit you like to wear."

A flame almost instantly ignited in Lu Beiting's eyes. "What about the other four?"

I'm not telling you.

"When will the other four wear them?"

"We'll choose next time for your birthday." Lin Qian blushed and nudged him. "Alright, go take a shower first!"

-

When Lu Beiting came out of the bathroom.

Lin Qian had already changed her clothes.

Her legs were clad in garter stockings, straight and slender, with not an ounce of fat on her calves, exuding both innocence and allure, showcasing her best features to the fullest.

Lu Beiting's eyes swirled with dark emotions, and his breathing slowed.

Lin Qian awkwardly covered part of her face with the blanket, biting her lip, and spoke softly:

"President Lu..."

Her voice was soft and gentle, like it held tiny hooks; after listening to it, every cell in my body felt numb.

Lu Beiting's eyes narrowed dangerously, his hands braced on either side of her, his voice low and husky:

"Lin Qian, you really know how to seduce me."

……

……

The night was deep and warm; it was almost 23:59 PM.

Lin Qian blushed and buried her face in his neck, her eyes misty with tears, and whispered in his ear:

"Lu Beiting, you should cherish the birthday gift I gave you."

"certainly."

Lin Qian asked, "Today is your birthday, did you make a wish?"

Lu Beiting tidied her messy hair. "You can make my wish, okay?"

Lin Qian wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded obediently to the ground, "Okay."

If wishes could come true.

She hoped that she could stay with Lu Beiting forever.

"Snap—"

"Snap—"

Suddenly, a series of dazzling fireworks burst open outside the window, their petals falling like rain, their golden light exceptionally bright.

People are celebrating the arrival of New Year's Day.

The crackling sounds of fireworks exploding and the cheers of people mingled together, creating a vibrant and joyful atmosphere as they bid farewell to the old year and welcomed the new.

It also masked their heavy breathing.

Lu Beiting's birthday has passed, and a new year has begun.

This is how they celebrated the New Year together.

Lu Beiting kissed her forehead gently yet firmly. "Happy New Year."

"Yes, Happy New Year."

-

After the New Year's Day holiday, Lin Qian's unease grew stronger.

It was so wonderful, so wonderful, that even she felt she didn't deserve it.

Lu Beiting is going on a business trip to the United States these two days, and before he left, he repeatedly warned her:

"I'm leaving. I'll be back in two days. You're not allowed to elope with any other man."

Lin Qian helplessly coaxed him, "Who else could I elope with?"

Lu Beiting sneered: "Too much."

Who knows, she might elope with that idiot crush she has a crush on.

Lu Beiting said in a deep voice, "Wait for me to come back, understand?"

"Okay."

After get off work, Lin Qian went to a remote dessert shop to buy a box of strawberry mini cakes.

I walked out of the cake shop.

Suddenly, a black, extended Lincoln limousine stopped silently in front of her.

The driver rolled down the window. He was an elderly and stern-looking man who didn't look like a nice guy.

"Ms. Lin, Mr. Lu would like to speak with you."

Through the rear window, Lin Qian saw a middle-aged man with a serious expression.

Meanwhile, the people inside the car were also staring at her with an arrogant air of superiority.

It was a face that bore a striking resemblance to Lu Beiting's; both had bold features, high nose bridges, and striking facial features, exuding an intense sense of pressure.

Lin Qian guessed his identity almost immediately.

Lu Beiting's father.

Lu Chong.

"Miss Lin?" the driver said again in a "friendly" manner, but there was no smile on his face. "Please get in the car. Mr. Lu won't do anything to you. We're just having a chat."

Lin Qian stood there, her fingers gripping the handle of the cake box tightly, her fingertips icy cold.

She calmly said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do later, and besides, I don't know you, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, she immediately picked up the strawberry cakes, turned around, and walked away faster and faster until she entered a distant alley.

Inside the car, after a long while, the middle-aged man spoke in a detached voice:

"Grab her."

No sooner had he finished speaking than ten burly bodyguards in black appeared out of nowhere.

They moved swiftly and skillfully, and were well-trained. Almost instantly, they surrounded Lin Qian.

Lin Qian ran into the gap between them, but her arms were held tightly, and even her phone was taken away.

"Ah...this is kidnapping! Let me go!"