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

Lin Qian inwardly groaned.

Good heavens, of all people to hit, why did it have to be Lu Beiting?

And coincidentally, the wet spot happened right there on the man's suit trousers, which might lead someone who didn't know better to think... or even have any suggestive thoughts.

This is so embarrassing!

Lin Qian found it difficult to speak, and whispered "I'm sorry" before hurriedly looking away and turning to run away.

The next second, Lu Beiting suddenly blocked their path.

"Still trying to escape?"

The man's tall figure blocked her path, like an impenetrable wall. He leaned slightly forward and said, word by word:

"These pants of mine are ruined if they get stained with alcohol. They originally cost 500,000. How are you going to compensate me?"

pay?

Half a million? !

Lin Qian was completely dumbfounded, her eyes wide open in shock.

She can't even afford five thousand yuan now, let alone five hundred thousand. She might as well cut off her kidney!

"I...I really didn't mean to..." Lin Qian's voice grew weaker and weaker.

Lu Beiting slightly raised his chin, gesturing for her to look at the surveillance camera not far away, and said slowly:

"The surveillance cameras are recording everything; you can't escape. How will you compensate me? WeChat, Alipay, or bank card?"

Lin Qian reasonably suspected that Lu Beiting was retaliating against her for using him and then throwing him away.

Otherwise, why would someone bring a wine glass to the restroom when they're perfectly fine?

Isn't this a premeditated staged accident scam?

But Lin Qian had no evidence and had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.

She bit her lip, her tone tinged with helplessness, "Lu Beiting, you know perfectly well that I have no money."

"You don't have money, so what about your boyfriend? Does he not have money either?"

Lu Beiting deliberately emphasized the word "boyfriend," his words carrying a veiled barb and blatant sarcasm.

After saying that, he grabbed Lin Qian's wrist and led her into a deserted corner.

This place is secluded and deserted, with only the faint green light of the emergency exit visible in the surroundings.

Lin Qian was trapped between the wall and his chest, struggling anxiously, "No... what are you going to do?"

Lu Beiting slowly leaned closer to her, his hot, intense breath enveloping her, his tone exceptionally forceful:

Give me a kiss.

"Huh?" Lin Qian's mind went blank, and she thought she had misheard.

"Don't you understand?" Lu Beiting's lips curled into a half-smile. "Lin Qian, give me a kiss. If I'm satisfied, the 500,000 yuan is off the table."

"Kiss me, or give me 500,000 yuan. The choice is yours."

"..." Did she even have a choice?

However, it was indeed her carelessness. If she had just paid more attention to walking, she wouldn't have gotten herself into such a mess.

But Lin Qian still couldn't bring herself to eat it.

They've already broken up, and Lu Beiting clearly doesn't genuinely like her much... so why does he keep provoking her?

Seeing her silence, Lu Beiting lowered his head, softened his tone, and coaxed her:

"Sweetie, give me a kiss, okay?"

Lin Qian made a snap decision, treating the other person like a block of wood, closed her eyes, and tiptoed to kiss him.

The woman's soft lips gently kissed Lu Beiting's chin.

Like a soft, white feather, it landed on his skin, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation that rippled outwards.

The two had kissed many times, but most of the time it was just Lu Beiting kissing her lips whenever he disagreed with her.

When he gets excited, he sometimes asks Lin Qian to kiss him first.

Lin Qian's kiss was completely different from his.

Her kisses were always tentative and cautious, but in the end, they were sincere and precious, marking his love.

After kissing his chin, Lin Qian quickly pulled back as if she had been electrocuted, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked at him.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Not satisfied," Lu Beiting said, still wanting more. "I want to kiss your lips, not your chin."

Lin Qian panicked, "But you didn't say where you wanted to kiss me..."

Lu Beiting smiled confidently, "Oh, then I'll tell you now."

"..."

How can someone act like such a shameless person?

Lin Qian's ears turned slightly red, and she turned her head away to avoid the other person's burning and intense gaze.

Lu Beiting pinched her chin, and sighed slowly, as if helpless, with an indescribable emotion in his voice.

"In that case, Lin Qian, just pretend I was drunk today too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's alluring and handsome face suddenly loomed larger.

Lu Beiting leaned down forcefully and kissed the woman's delicate and soft lips, domineering and irresistible.

Lin Qian's head exploded with a "buzz," and all her defenses crumbled at that moment.

"Lu..." She was breathless from the kiss and tried to push Lu Beiting's shoulder away.

It can't be pushed.

Instead, they kissed even more fiercely.

Lu Beiting ran one hand through the strands of hair at the back of her head, pinning her firmly to the wall, wantonly seizing every bit of her sweet scent.

On the surface, he was using the influence of alcohol.

In my mind, however, I was perfectly clear-headed, acutely aware of what I was doing every single second.

On one hand, I despise myself, like a dark rat that can't stand the light; on the other hand, I can't help but go for it, like a dog eagerly begging for love.

Intense emotions were tearing him apart.

He repeatedly reminded himself that she had a boyfriend.

But then she thought about how her boyfriend had kissed those soft lips too.

Lu Beiting kissed her even more fiercely and ruthlessly, wishing he could never be separated from her and that he could kiss Lin Qian's beautiful lips raw.

But I couldn't bear to really hurt or damage her.

Strangers passed by from time to time, their footsteps almost within reach.

The sounds of laughter and clinking glasses grew closer, as if someone would burst in at any moment and witness the two kissing.

Lin Qian was incredibly nervous, and a broken sob escaped her lips, "No, sob..."

Until she was almost drowning in Lu Beiting's kiss.

He finally let her go, and then...

She gave it another bite, seemingly wanting more. "Now that's what a kiss looks like. Got it?"

Lin Qian's chest heaved violently as she breathed heavily.

Her lips were moist, her eyes glistening with tears, and even the corners of her eyes were tinged with a blush, making her look pitiful.

It's like they've been bullied badly.

She wiped her lips with her hand and whispered, "Lu Beiting, we're even now."

After saying that, she nudged Lu Beiting and walked back.

But after taking only two steps, she suddenly froze, her face turned deathly pale, and she clutched her stomach, curling up on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Lu Beiting's expression changed slightly, and he strode forward to support her waist.

"I don't know," Lin Qian said haltingly, cold sweat beading on her forehead. "I...I have a stomachache, it hurts so much..."

The next second, Lu Beiting scooped her up in a princess carry, steadily supporting her body, and strode out of the bar, coldly instructing Assistant Gao:

"Drive! Get to the hospital as fast as you can!"

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

In the car.

Lin Qian was in so much pain that she was in a daze. She leaned against Lu Beiting's chest and instinctively sought out a source of warmth.

The soft whimpering tickled his heart like a kitten's.

Lu Beiting unconsciously tightened his grip on her arm.

Lin Qian initially thought she just had ordinary diarrhea and didn't take it seriously, but now she realizes it's not that simple.

Just as she was in pain, a warm, large hand suddenly gently rubbed her lower abdomen, as if to soothe her emotions.

Lin Qian's body stiffened, and she instinctively tried to dodge.

Lu Beiting held her firmly in his arms, his voice low and husky:

"Don't move, let me massage you for a while."