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

After replying to the message, Lu Beiting turned off the light.

The bedroom was instantly plunged into darkness, so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing.

Lu Beiting hugged the woman tightly from behind, his arms encircling her slender waist, holding her firmly in his embrace.

He curled his lips into a smile, his voice low and tender:

"Lin Qian, you are mine."

At one o'clock in the morning, all was quiet.

Lin Qian woke up from a nightmare.

In her nightmare, she found herself sleeping in Lu Beiting's bed! There was a Lu Beiting on her left and another on her right. Terrified, she ran outside, only to find several more Lu Beitings waiting for her, each staring at her with menacing eyes.

Extremely terrifying, utterly horrifying!

Lin Qian suddenly opened her eyes, her chest heaving violently, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Once she regained consciousness, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, it was just a dream.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes. It was pitch black all around her, so dark that she couldn't see her own hand in front of her face.

Lin Qian didn't think much of it, lazily turned over, and continued to sleep.

But the next second, the man's hot breath hit her face and lingered on her skin.

It was a taste she knew all too well.

? !

No, that's not right!

Lin Qian's mind went blank for a moment. She quickly sat up, her eyes wide with horror, and stammered:

"Lu Beiting? You... what are you doing in my bed!"

Lu Beiting had already woken up when Lin Qian turned over. He slowly sat up and turned on the bedroom light with a "snap".

"Lin Qian, look carefully."

The surroundings were an unfamiliar yet luxurious bedroom, black and white in color, dull and oppressive.

Lin Qiantian collapsed, silently clutching the blanket. "Why isn't this my home?"

Lu Beiting smiled calmly, "This is my home, and you're sleeping in my bed."

"But didn't you say you'd take me home?" Lin Qian's face instantly flushed red. "Why am I lying in your bed...?"

"Who knows?" A sly smile flashed across Lu Beiting's eyes. "You were sleeping so soundly that I couldn't wake you up, and you wouldn't let go of me, insisting on sleeping in my bed."

How could she be sleeping so soundly?!

Lin Qian glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed. "Lu Beiting, I'm not feeling well right now. I don't have time to argue with you. Take me home now."

"Nobody's messing with you," Lu Beiting chuckled triumphantly. "We've already slept together halfway, what's a little more trouble?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he wrapped his long arm around Lin Qian and pulled her back into the bed, his attitude exceptionally forceful.

Lin Qian was forcibly dragged into the wolf's den.

She struggled a few times with all her might, but her already weak body seemed to be resisting him, and every movement brought her even closer to him.

"Lu Beiting... Waaah, you're shameless, let me go!"

"Go to sleep," Lu Beiting said, turning off the light and suppressing the burning desire in his chest. His voice was hoarse. "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind having a few rounds with you right now."

"!!!"

"I...I'll sleep." Lin Qian froze instantly, like an obedient rag doll, letting him hold her in his arms and manipulate her at will.

She closed her eyes, her back to Lu Beiting, and could clearly feel the man's taut muscles and burning body, which was extremely dangerous.

Lin Qian couldn't sleep at all.

Ten minutes or so passed.

She suddenly felt a burning, undeniable sensation behind her.

Lin Qian's ears turned bright red, and her body trembled slightly with shock. She whispered, "Lu Beiting, you! How could you..."

"I'm going to the bathroom to take a shower."

After saying that, Lu Beiting went into the bathroom and turned on the cold water.

……

Lin Qian had a very difficult night's sleep, unable to fall asleep at all. Her body remained stiff until dawn was almost breaking before she could finally close her eyes.

I woke up around nine in the morning to find the bedside empty.

Lin Qian changed into brand new clothes, pushed open the door, and saw Lu Beiting sitting in the dining room waiting for her to have breakfast.

He was wearing a simple yet elegant white shirt, the cuffs casually rolled up, and he was looking at financial data on his tablet.

Lin Qian stood there somewhat awkwardly: "You...don't you have to go to work?"

Lu Beiting put down his tablet and said casually, "I'm the boss. If I don't go to work, no one will deduct my salary."

Lin Qian: "..."

She had already asked for leave from work when she went to the hospital yesterday because she was sick, and now her salary will be deducted.

This made her already impoverished life even worse.

"Come here and have breakfast." Lu Beiting pushed a bowl of rice porridge on the table in front of her, his attitude forceful.

Lin Qian was indeed hungry, so she obediently sat opposite him and took a sip with a spoon.

Lu Beiting stared at her expression with his dark eyes, and asked casually:

"How does it taste?"

Lin Qian paused for a moment, then vomited into the trash can next to her with a "goo".

Lu Beiting's face instantly darkened.

But Lin Qian didn't notice his expression and kept asking:

"Which store is this? Please tell me the name, I need to avoid it."

Lu Beiting remained silent, staring at her quietly, his gaze growing colder and colder.

Lin Qian felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, a bad feeling creeping over her. "This...you didn't cook this yourself, did you?"

Who is Lu Beiting? He's a chosen one of heaven. He's had no shortage of servants in his family since he was a child. Naturally, this kind of noble young master has never done laundry or cooked. He probably doesn't even know the difference between the five grains.

Unexpectedly, Lu Beiting simply hummed in response, "What's wrong? Didn't I cook it well?"

"..." No way, how could he really have done it?

Lin Qian paused guiltily, then quickly added, "Uh, it's not that it's bad, actually the taste is alright..."

Regardless, yesterday Lu Beiting took her to the hospital, paid the medical bills, and bought her a lot of supplements.

She did indeed owe him a favor.

Lin Qian took another bite.

Two seconds later.

She couldn't bear the nausea any longer and vomited into the trash can again.

Lu Beiting: "..."

His face turned even uglier.

-

Lin Qian took half a day off in the morning and went back to work in the afternoon.

She was in the elevator when she ran into her boss.

"Hello, Manager Zhao," she greeted with a smile.

Manager Zhao was in a terrible mood, but the moment he saw Lin Qian's pure and beautiful face, he felt instantly relieved.

The space inside the elevator is slightly cramped.

Manager Zhao could faintly smell the delicate fragrance emanating from Lin Qian, and deliberately moved closer to her, asking with concern:

"Kobayashi, why have you been taking so many sick days lately? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing. I had a cold and fever before, and gastritis yesterday, but I'm all better now." Lin Qian replied with a smile, while subtly taking a small step to the side.

Her subtle actions did not escape Manager Zhao's notice.

Manager Zhao wasn't angry; instead, he smiled even more brightly.

The more difficult it is to obtain a beautiful woman, the more attractive she becomes.

He liked it when a seemingly aloof beauty submitted to him.

Lin Qian was dressed in a professional suit today. It was an ordinary white shirt, but when she wore it, it subtly revealed her perfect and superior figure.

Her waist was slender, her breasts were full, and her legs were straight, which made Manager Zhao's eyes darken slightly.

He couldn't wait to get his hands on Lin Qian right now.

"Lin Qian, you really need to take your health seriously!"

Manager Zhao quietly took another step closer, lowering his voice, "I happen to have an extra ticket to the hot spring resort. Would you like to go together this weekend? It's good for your health."

Lin Qian chuckled dryly and continued to move back, trying to press herself against the elevator wall. "Manager, I really can't get away this weekend."

Manager Zhao pressed further, "What about next week? If next week doesn't work, the week after is fine too, Lin Qian. Don't let me down."

"Manager Zhao, I really want to go too," Lin Qian said with a regretful expression, "but as you know, I'm short on money. I'm busy with part-time jobs every weekend to earn money, and I don't have any free time at all. It seems I won't be able to enjoy it..."

The elevator arrived at the floor with a "ding".

Manager Zhao smiled kindly and patted Lin Qian on the shoulder, "It's alright, we can talk about it another time."

But as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Ha, you'll regret it if you don't listen to reason!