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

The second round of the game continued amidst swirling smoke and the smell of alcohol.

Perhaps someone was giving Lin Qian a lot of good cards because of Lu Beiting.

Although her card skills were rusty, she didn't lose too badly.

In the end, the man with the scar on his arm lost. His face was grim, clearly dissatisfied with the result.

Xiao Si smiled lazily, rested his chin on his hand, and asked a truly weighty question:

"I heard you only last ten minutes in bed, is that true?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him burst into laughter, their ambiguous gazes lingering on the scarred man.

Lin Qianzhen never expected things to be so daring; her ears felt slightly hot, and she wished she could cover them.

She glanced at Lu Beiting subconsciously, only to find him casually playing with a lighter, seemingly quite used to this kind of topic.

The scarred man's face immediately turned red, his eyes darted away, and his voice unconsciously rose:

"Of course that's fake! How could I have only been here for ten minutes!"

After a few beeps, the lie detector on his wrist suddenly lit up with a glaring red light.

"Pfft—" Someone burst out laughing first.

"I didn't expect you to look so big... never mind, I'm afraid I'll hurt your pride if I say too much." Xiao Si deliberately dragged out the last syllable, making everyone laugh even harder.

"It's okay, it's cute even if it's short~"

Scarred man: "..."

He glared at Xiao Si through gritted teeth.

Lin Qian didn't join their conversation, so she just lowered her head and sipped her wine, trying to hide her embarrassment.

In the next game, her luck wasn't so good. Her luck was extremely bad, and she lost particularly badly.

Lin Qian, true to her word, drank the penalty wine, the spicy liquid burning her throat. She whispered:

"Um... this is the first time I've ever gone this far."

Seeing that she was indeed flustered, the other party did not make things difficult for her. "Alright, since the beautiful lady has said so, then I will not ask the beautiful lady, but ask Brother Lu instead."

Lu Beiting remained close to Lin Qian, calmly putting on his lie detector watch and casually saying:

"Ask whatever you want."

"Alright, then I'll really ask." The winner rubbed his hands together, looking excited. "Where...did you last make love?"

Xiao Si also looked at the two of them with great interest, clearly very interested in the answer to this question.

"Last time..." Lu Beiting drawled, his gaze sweeping over Lin Qian beside him as if to say something unintentionally.

Lin Qian suddenly held her breath, her heart skipped a few beats.

Lu Beiting gave a cryptic smile: "In my bedroom."

Lin Qian didn't dare to move at all, turning her head away to deliberately avoid looking at him, and remained silent.

But she could clearly feel Lu Beiting's burning and direct gaze, which seemed to fall on her as if it were a physical thing, leaving her nowhere to hide.

The last time she and Lu Beiting were in his bedroom, on that king-size bed, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and even in the bathroom, were traces of their passionate encounter...

"Oh? The winner was clearly not satisfied and pressed on, 'How many times that night?'"

Everyone present was eager to gossip, especially since the subject of their gossip was the famous Lu Beiting. They were so excited they wanted to crowd around him, afraid of missing a single word.

Lu Beiting remained calm, as calm as if he were answering a question about the weather, and said lightly:

"6 times."

A few seconds passed, and all around was silent.

The lie detector showed no reaction. It's the truth.

Lin Qian didn't even dare to look up, clearly feeling her cheeks burning, the heat spreading all the way to her ears and neck.

Help……

She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

The scarred man stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Holy crap, bro, big brother, how did you do that? You didn't secretly take some pills, did you?"

Lu Beiting scoffed coldly, his eyes sharp. "No need."

Scarred man: "..."

He didn't believe it; he couldn't believe that a man could actually do that.

Do you know how much of a blow this was to his fragile and insignificant heart?

Amidst the gossip of the crowd, the next round of the game quickly began.

Lin Qian managed to dodge one or two rounds, but couldn't escape the last one. Looking at the terrible hand in her hand, she sighed helplessly.

She accepted her loss and drank another cup of wine as punishment.

This time, it was Xiao Si who asked the question.

Lin Qian had met Xiao Si a few times. She was Lu Beiting's best friend, and they often got together during their university years.

Xiao Si's eyes darted around. "Let me ask. Hmm, I need to think about it carefully..."

Lu Beiting glanced at him casually, his voice carrying a warning: "Don't ask about those risqué things."

Oh ho, they're protecting each other now.

"Alright, alright," Xiao Si immediately understood, revealing a knowing smile, "Then let's ask something more ordinary. What's your ideal type? You need to be more specific."

Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief and answered seriously, "I like gentle people, people with sound values, people who know their place... and most importantly, people who are loyal."

Xiao Si almost spat out the wine in his mouth.

He glanced at Lu Beiting subconsciously.

The latter indeed had a somber face and an unfathomable gaze.

That's true. After all, Lu Beiting has a bad temper, isn't gentle, has distorted values, lacks discretion, and used to be incredibly reckless.

It can be said that he is the complete opposite of Lin Qian's ideal type, and they have absolutely no connection.

The game continued, and after Lin Qian narrowly escaped three rounds, her luck turned for the worst, and she played terribly.

She resignedly drank the penalty wine, her cheeks already flushed.

Just as the winner was about to ask a question.

"I'll ask."

A deep male voice interrupted him.

Lu Beiting held the wine glass, the amber liquid swirling gently within. He turned his head to look at Lin Qian, his eyes as deep as the night.

Lin Qian suddenly had a bad feeling and subconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt. "Okay, go ahead and ask."

"Lin Qian," Lu Beiting's voice was deep, like a heavy hammer striking everyone's heart, "In the three years since you broke up with me, have you ever regretted it?"

The private room fell silent immediately, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Qian.

Lin Qian put on the lie detector bracelet, her fingertips trembling slightly.

She lowered her eyes, avoiding his burning gaze, and said calmly, "No."

The bracelet did not emit a warning beep.

There was a moment of silence, an eerie stillness.

Lu Beiting remained unresponsive, as if he were dead, his expression indifferent. "I didn't hear you clearly. Could you say it again?"

Lin Qian lowered her head, her voice soft yet exceptionally clear: "I said, I have never regretted it."

The night of the breakup, she sat in the bathtub, hugging herself, crying and heartbroken, unable to sleep for several nights. But she never regretted it. It was a decision she made after countless sleepless nights of reflection.

She said those words in a calm tone.

Lu Beiting's emotions gradually became apparent.

The cold white light from above shone down on his distinct and sharp features, giving him a faint sense of aloofness, coldness, indifference, and aloofness.

The man's eyes were as calm as a deep ocean, his jawline was taut, and he remained silent.

Only the slight whitening of his knuckles as he gripped the wine glass betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

Those around them noticed the awkward atmosphere and quickly stopped smiling.

"Alright," Xiao Si coughed twice, quickly trying to smooth things over and ease the awkwardness, "I've had enough fun, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he kept winking at others, blinking frantically.

What's the point of playing anymore? Let's get out of here!

At his prompting, the bystanders had no choice but to leave. "Brother Lu, I have an emergency at home, I have to go now."

"What a coincidence! I also have an emergency at home, so I'm leaving too."

"What! You're all leaving? Fine, fine, then I won't stop you either..."

In no time, the once lively and noisy private room was empty, leaving only Lin Qian and Lu Beiting.

Lin Qian couldn't hold her liquor; she felt dizzy after only a few drinks.

She stood up, using the sofa for support, looked at Lu Beiting, and said softly, "Then... I'm leaving too."

Lu Beiting still didn't react much, calmly taking a sip of wine without swallowing it.

He was frighteningly calm, as if the question he had just asked was merely a casual remark.

Lin Qian thought he had tacitly agreed and had just taken a step.

Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed.

"Ah..." Lin Qian lost her balance, cried out in surprise, and fell into the soft sofa.

The question had not yet been uttered.

The next second, Lu Beiting's kiss landed heavily, sealing her lips.

A kiss, reeking of alcohol and anger, was rough and urgent, as if it wanted to devour her whole...