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

Next to the private room, in the changing room.

Warm orange light spilled into the small space, and a layer of ambiguous warmth gradually rose in the air.

Lu Beiting dialed a number and instructed his assistant, "Go buy a woman's dress."

Assistant Gao replied respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Lu, what kind of clothes would you like?"

"I want the prettiest and most expensive one." With that, Lu Beiting hung up the phone decisively.

The room fell silent, and the two looked into each other's eyes, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats clearly.

Lu Beiting removed Lin Qian's suit jacket and looked down at her blatantly.

Lin Qian's chest was soaked with alcohol, and her already thin white shirt was almost transparent, clinging tightly to her skin and outlining her body curves.

Lin Qian quickly covered her chest, trying to cover herself, her cheeks slowly turning red. "Could you... please stop looking?"

Lu Beiting stared at her eyes with a leisurely air, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"What part of your body haven't I seen or touched?"

Lin Qian turned her head away and changed the subject, "What brings you here?"

Lu Beiting said casually, "I just happened to run into him."

"Oh, that's quite a coincidence."

How come I keep running into him everywhere? Something's not right.

Lu Beiting couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, a hint of amusement appearing in his eyes.

Lin Qian was baffled by his laughter. "What are you laughing at? Aren't you angry at all?"

"Angry?" Lu Beiting lifted his eyelashes, his gaze deep. "Why would I be angry?"

"I slapped Xia Tingshi. Didn't she always have a good relationship with you? She even said she was going to marry you soon."

"What kind of marriage? How come I didn't know?" Lu Beiting frowned, approaching step by step. "Who told you that my relationship with her was pretty good?"

"She often ate with your dad and has been sticking to you since high school. She always calls you 'Brother Beiting,' and you didn't push her away."

Back then, Xia Tingshi was the goddess of No. 1 High School. She and Lu Beiting were known to have a good relationship, and many classmates spread rumors about them in private.

Lu Beiting: "Huh? What did she call me?"

"She calls you Brother Bei Ting," Lin Qian answered honestly.

"I didn't hear you. Say it again."

"Brother Beiting."

"Say it again?" He chuckled softly, his voice seductive.

"Bei..." Lin Qian looked up and met his teasing smile, her ears instantly turning red. "Are you kidding me?"

"Say it to me again." Lu Beiting pressed her against the wall, his gaze burning so intensely it felt like he was about to set her on fire.

Lin Qian was pinned against the wall by him, forced to open her lips, and a very soft sound escaped her lips, "Brother Bei Ting..."

Lu Beiting smiled with satisfaction, his fingertips gently brushing across her shoulder. "I like hearing you call me that, I don't like it when others do, understand?"

Lin Qian's face flushed red, even her ears turned crimson, she felt both ashamed and angry.

abnormal.

Just then, there was a knock on the locker room door, breaking the previously ambiguous atmosphere.

Lu Beiting calmly opened the door and took a piece of clothing from his assistant.

It's a casual light blue fishtail skirt that shimmers with a pearly sheen under the light.

"You want me to wear this?" Lin Qian looked at the expensive clothes and shook her head hesitantly.

Lu Beiting stuffed the clothes into her arms, "I need a female companion. I'll go to the rooftop private room with you for a while."

Lin Qian shook her head again, refusing: "No, I'm... quite busy. I have to work part-time tonight to earn money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Beiting raised his phone and tapped the screen with his fingertip.

Immediately afterward, Lin Qian's phone rang with a "ding":

[5,000 yuan received via Alipay!]

"Is that enough for your part-time job pay for one night?"

Lu Beiting lowered his eyes and stared at her, bringing up old grudges, saying, "You owe me a favor for taking you to the hospital to see a doctor about your stomach problem. Shouldn't you repay it now?"

Lin Qian clenched the hem of her clothes, hesitated for a moment, and finally compromised in the face of money, "Then it's a deal, you're not allowed to take advantage of me."

"Alright," Lu Beiting's eyes crinkled with amusement as he shoved the dress into her arms. "Aren't you going to change?"

Lin Qian's eyes darted away, and she hurriedly pushed him, "Then hurry up and get out..."

But this man smiled at her with a lewd and wicked grin, "What are you ashamed of? It's not like I haven't helped you put on clothes before."

"Lu Beiting, don't push your luck!"

Finally, Lin Qian couldn't take it anymore and kicked Lu Beiting out.

Inside the most luxurious private room on the top floor.

Spacious and bright, the crystal chandelier reflects a mesmerizing glow, creating a luxurious and extravagant atmosphere.

Lin Qian followed Lu Beiting in, walking in somewhat reservedly.

She changed into a flowing light blue fishtail dress, revealing her snow-white swan neck and delicate collarbone.

She seemed to be enveloped in a layer of white light, gentle and elegant.

Her beauty is gentle and elegant, non-aggressive, and pleasing to the eye.

There were three men inside, each sitting on one side of the square table, each accompanied by a woman.

Xiao Si's gaze darted back and forth between the two, and he couldn't help but click his tongue, his eyes full of gossip.

Someone glanced at Lin Qian and asked curiously, "Brother Lu, you've finally arrived! And who is this...?"

Lu Beiting casually pulled out a chair, his tone indifferent: "Ex-girlfriend."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the people present stiffened, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Those who brought women to the event were either girlfriends or lovers... This is the first time I've seen someone bring an ex-girlfriend.

Is this some kind of novel play?

However, no one present dared to say anything to Lu Beiting, and they all welcomed him with a smile.

Lin Qian sat next to Lu Beiting.

Xiao Si, with his arm around his new girlfriend, laughed and said, "Playing cards like before, where the loser just has to drink and pay a fine, is so boring. Today, let's use this machine; the loser has to answer questions, okay?"

Next to him was a lie detector imported from abroad. He wore a bracelet, and if he lied, it would beep twice and a red light would light up.

Someone nearby said, "Shouldn't we talk about adult topics? Otherwise, it'll be so boring."

"Sure, sure, everyone here is an adult, so we should play games that adults like to play!"

Adult games mean that they are no longer those things that are 18+.

Lin Qian had a bad feeling.

Holding the cards in her hand, she turned to look at Lu Beiting and said, "I'm not very good at it."

Lu Beiting was very close to her, his left arm almost encircling her in a protective gesture, and he said in a low voice, "Didn't I teach you before? You were quite capable back then."

Lin Qian paused for a moment, and memories of the past quietly surfaced in her mind.

Three years ago, when she was in college, Lu Beiting did teach her how to play cards.

It was winter then, and snow was falling heavily outside the window.

The room was warm and intimate, and Lu Beiting would hold her in his arms and teach her how to play cards.

He said he was teaching her, but if she made a mistake, Lu Beiting would press her down on the sofa and kiss her hard until she was breathless.

Three years have passed.

Lin Qian rarely plays cards and had long forgotten about these things.

Lu Beiting coaxed in a low voice, "Play as much as you want. If you lose, it's on me; if you win, it's yours. Nothing will happen."

"Okay." Lin Qian was relieved.

She was quite lucky in her first match; she didn't lose, but she didn't really win either.

Xiao Si next door wasn't so lucky. He and his girlfriend had a few drinks and had to wear a lie detector.

"Come on, what's the problem? Bring it on!"

"Then I won't hold back," the man who won the most chuckled and asked directly, "So, how big is yours?"

"...?"

The air froze for a second or two.

Lin Qian froze, her mind blank for a long while.

What exactly is it, how old? It can't be age, can it?

When she came to her senses, she instantly felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and her neck felt incredibly hot.

Is it too late for her to back out now?

Xiao Si raised an eyebrow slightly. "Eighteen (years old)."

"Oh my, are you really eighteen or not?"

"Heh," Xiao Si sneered, "Do you think I'm some kind of genius who would lie to you?"

The lie detector on his wrist didn't register, so he was telling the truth.

Lin Qian couldn't listen to what was about to happen and turned to look at Lu Beiting.

Lu Beiting, however, remained calm and composed, and slowly scoffed in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Younger than me."

Lin Qian: "..." Is this a matter of who is older or younger?