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

Lin Qian froze for two seconds, her fair face instantly turning red in disbelief:

"I...forcefully kissed you?"

She had no memory of what happened afterward.

Lu Beiting's eyes were meaningful, and a barely perceptible smile curved his lips.

"You have a criminal record. The first time you were drunk, you forced yourself on me."

He lazily looked at Lin Qian and slowly accused her, "This time it was even worse, you even bit me until I bled. Luckily I refused to submit, otherwise you would have succeeded again."

？ ！！

Is that really the case?

How could she not remember, in her dream, a man seemed to be on top of her, kissing her so hard she couldn't breathe...

Lu Beiting remained calm and composed, showing no remorse for lying. "Otherwise what?"

Lin Qian's neck grew increasingly red. Embarrassed, she quickly lowered her head to gather her things, changing the subject in a very soft voice:

"Anyway, thank you for your kindness in taking me in last night. I'll head back now and won't bother you any longer."

She slung her bag over her shoulder and took just two steps out of the bedroom.

Lu Beiting grabbed her waist from behind, pinning her in front of him, and forcefully led her to the dining table.

"No rush, finish your porridge before you go."

On the dining table, two expensive porcelain dishes were filled with nutritious porridge.

Lin Qian pulled out a chair and asked, "Did you make this?"

Lu Beiting sat down opposite her casually, "I just did this because I had nothing better to do."

Lin Qian instinctively resisted: "Do I really have to finish it?"

Lu Beiting's tone was forceful: "Absolutely."

Lin Qian: "..."

The ingredients were clearly very expensive, including top-quality red dates and longans. Logically, they should have been very fragrant no matter how they were cooked. But for some reason, they turned into something so murky after Lu Beiting messed with them.

Anyone who didn't know better would think it was poisoned.

Lin Qian resignedly lowered her head, as if facing death, and began to drink in small sips.

Although it still doesn't taste very good, it's a big improvement over the last time.

Lu Beiting looked at her seemingly indifferently.

The woman's pink lips were glistening with moisture. She lowered her head obediently, like a quiet and docile little rabbit, making one want to hug and pamper her.

A sense of satisfaction gradually welled up in Lu Beiting's eyes.

Before he knew it, the bowl in front of him was empty.

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Lin Qian tentatively asked, "Did you really think it tasted good?"

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good." Lu Beiting calmly put down his spoon, wiped his fingers with a tissue, and looked at her. "I think I have quite a talent for cooking."

Lin Qian: "..."

She couldn't stand it any longer. She finally finished the stomach-soothing porridge, but was stopped from leaving.

Lin Qian looked up, bewildered and at a loss.

Lu Beiting stood less than an arm's length away from her, his eyes dark and sharp. "Answer me one more question."

"Okay... go ahead and ask."

Lu Beiting leaned down and pressed down on her, his tall and slender body forcing her to lean against the cabinet.

"Do you prefer your boyfriend's body, or mine?"

Lin Qian paused, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she remained silent for a long time.

Lu Beiting continued to stare at her, and seeing that she remained silent, his expression gradually turned somewhat unpleasant.

Answer me.

Lin Qian's cheeks were almost burning; she never expected someone to be so shameless.

"Can I not answer?"

"cannot."

"...Okay, I like your body, now can you let me go?"

Lu Beiting raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious? You're not lying to me?"

"You won't believe me even if I tell you. If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do."

Lin Qian knew Lu Beiting too well. If she dared to answer that she liked someone else, given Lu Beiting's strong, domineering, and unyielding nature, he would definitely corner her here and make her touch his abs until she finally admitted to liking him.

He's the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

But no sooner had she finished speaking than...

Lu Beiting suddenly moved closer to her, his sharp gaze softening considerably, and pressed his lips to hers.

The moment our lips touched, I felt a tingling, numbing sensation.

It was lighter and gentler than last night's kiss, like a pure white feather gently brushing past.

"I like you too, Lin Qian."

Lu Beiting distanced himself, as if he had been preparing for a very long time, his throat slightly bobbing:

"I can do better than your boyfriend. I'm giving you another chance to choose. Do you want to be with me?"

Lin Qian's heart trembled, but she said firmly, "No—"

The word "want" was not uttered yet.

Lu Beiting deepened the kiss, silencing the rest of her words that were about to escape her lips.

He didn't want to hear it.

"Ugh..." Lin Qian had lost count of how many times she had been kissed; her lips were almost numb.

She was forced to lean against the door frame, her hands resting on the man's shoulders.

Lu Beiting's scalding breath swept over us.

This time, his kiss was deeper and more passionate, as if he wanted to melt her into his very bones.

Later, Lin Qian's legs were so weak from being kissed that she could barely stand.

Only then did Lu Beiting let her go, his deep, magnetic voice saying each word clearly:

"Think it over carefully these next few days, and decide who is more suitable for you, me or your boyfriend."

-

On Monday, Lin Qian arrived at the company at eight o'clock.

For some reason, some of her colleagues looked at her with a rather intriguing gaze today, carrying a hint of disdain.

Lin Qian asked her colleague Chen Xiaopan, "What's wrong with them today? They're all giving me strange looks."

Chen Xiaopan was also completely confused, shaking her head blankly, "I don't know either, Sister Qianqian, I'll go and find out for you later."

Chen Xiaopan was an intern she brought in herself, and also her best colleague in the company.

"Okay," Lin Qian nodded gratefully, "Thank you."

During her lunch break, Lin Qian returned after pouring water and overheard her colleagues whispering.

"Really? Is Lin Qian so desperate for money that she's resorting to prostitution?"

"It's not money she's lacking, it's probably a rich man. I heard she's been kept by an older man for a long time..." A male colleague was speaking vividly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Before he could finish his sentence, suddenly, "smack!" The table was slammed.

He turned his head away guiltily.

Lin Qian stood in front of him, staring coldly at him. "I've already recorded it. Spreading rumors is illegal. Apologize to me immediately, or I will pursue this to the end."

The male colleague, not expecting her to be so outspoken, laughed awkwardly, "I'm so sorry, I... I just heard it from Xu Feier. She's the one who told us. It has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Qian looked at her other colleagues.

Seeing Lin Qian's confident demeanor, they knew the rumors were probably false and apologized to her.

"I'm so sorry, Lin Qian. We really just heard it from Sister Fei'er. Please don't take it to heart."

Over here, Xu Feier is standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, leisurely applying her lipstick.

The door suddenly opened.

Xu Feier saw Lin Qian through the mirror, paused slightly, and then continued applying the ointment as if nothing had happened.

Lin Qian walked to her side and stared into her eyes through the mirror. "After all these years, you still like to spread rumors and slander others behind their backs."

In high school, rumors spread like wildfire, and Lin Qian was falsely accused of being "fickle" and "wanting men." At that time, everyone disliked her and avoided her.

She felt helpless and in pain, but there was nothing she could do but endure the verbal bullying from others.

But things are different now; she is no longer that little girl who didn't know how to fight back.

Xu Feier vehemently denied it, rolling her eyes. "What rumors? I have no idea. You're just being indiscreet and you're blaming others?"

"You know it in your heart," Lin Qian turned on the tap and touched the cold water. "I remember all the things you've done to me very clearly."

"Xu Feier, I've never understood why you're so hostile towards me. But a few days ago, I suddenly understood."

Xu Feier's hand trembled slightly, but she forced herself to remain calm. "What do you understand?"

Lin Qian said, enunciating each word clearly: "You once liked Lu Beiting too."

"W-What did you say?!" Xu Feier exclaimed, as if she'd been precisely stepped on the tail, her voice rising in alarm, "When have I ever liked him?!"

Lin Qian continued her calm analysis: "You're clearly in the next class, but you always come to our class. It's not just to curry favor with Xia Tingshi, but also to secretly catch a glimpse of him."

Xu Feier was so angry that her face turned red and her chest heaved violently.

"I did like him before, but so what? Lin Qian, don't be so smug. Don't think he can't live without you!"

Lu Beiting will dump Lin Qian sooner or later!

Xu Feier stormed out in a huff.

After reapplying her exquisite and alluring lipstick, she quietly slipped into Manager Zhao's office and pushed the door open.

Manager Zhao is having a video call with his wife.

His wife is a shrew; she's always yelling at him.

Manager Zhao sighed helplessly, but could only coax her in a low voice, "Okay, okay, honey, don't worry, I'll hang up now. Love you!"

hang up the phone.

Xu Feier stood in front of Manager Zhao with red eyes and a face full of grievance.

Manager Zhao immediately felt sorry for her, "Honey, what happened? Did someone bully you?"

Xu Feier leaned into his arms and hugged his neck. "If I tell you, you'll have to stand up for me..."