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

Lu Beiting kissed her forcefully, but it was only a way to release his emotions.

It's hard to part ways.

Lin Qian's eyes were wet with tears. The more she begged for mercy, the more fiercely Lu Beiting kissed her, as if he had stimulated some nerve.

Their hot breaths mingled.

Lin Qian could feel the man's aggression growing stronger, and even his arms were tightly wrapped around her.

Lu Beiting noticed her struggle and bit her as punishment.

! !

Lin Qian trembled with anger, her body going limp from the other person's kisses. In desperation, she had no choice but to bite back hard.

Soon, a faint smell of blood filled their mouths.

Lin Qian pulled away from his kiss, breathing softly, her eyes instantly welling up with tears. "Lu Beiting, are you a dog?!"

The woman looked pitiful, her lips were bitten until they bled.

The man showed no anger; instead, he lowered his head and buried it in her neck, chuckling in a cryptic tone, "Hmm, your dog."

He added, "Just bite your dog, okay?"

On Lin Qian's fair and flawless neck, there was still a very conspicuous pink tooth mark from last night.

Her lips were also swollen.

He was covered in his scent and smell.

Lu Beiting was extremely satisfied.

On the contrary, Lin Qian felt an indescribable sense of grievance and bitterness.

Why should he kiss her whenever he wants and do whatever he wants, without caring about her wishes and feelings at all?

Lin Qian lowered her head, suppressing her emotions. She recalled the thorn that had been stuck in her heart when they broke up, and a bitter feeling instantly welled up in her nose.

Lu Beiting didn't hear a reply for a long time, so he slightly raised his head.

I noticed Lin Qian's reddened eyes and her tightly pursed lips.

Lu Beiting paused slightly, his usually indifferent and cold voice softening unconsciously. "Are you angry? Then why don't you bite me back?"

Lin Qian glared at him, annoyed. "Don't bite dogs!"

"You're all talk and no action," Lu Beiting chuckled, giving her waist a meaningful squeeze.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear again, "Lin Qian, you have feelings for me too. You clearly want to sleep with me, don't you?"

Having spent so many years together, the two of them developed a deep and tacit understanding in so many late nights.

How could Lin Qian not feel anything when he touched her?

Sometimes, you can't even turn off the tap.

Lu Beiting can be quite wicked at times. He doesn't need to do anything; he just needs to hold her close or deliberately blow a breath into her ear.

Her body would immediately go limp and crumble, all her defenses would collapse.

But at this moment, being spoken so openly by him, Lin Qian still felt extremely embarrassed and indignant.

"Lu Beiting, you bastard!" Lin Qian pushed him away with all her might and ran out without looking back.

Lu Beiting was pushed back in his chair by her, silently swallowed, and did not continue to chase after her.

Along the way, the cold wind brushed against her face, but it couldn't dispel the heat on Lin Qian's face.

She could clearly feel her heart racing.

Yes, she couldn't resist Lu Beiting.

I couldn't resist his deep, husky voice, I couldn't resist his kiss.

But must I end up like I did three years ago... after meeting that unexpected person, leaving in a sorry state like a clown?

One such heart-wrenching pain is enough.

Lin Qian squatted down with a headache, hugging her knees in helplessness and disappointment.

She tilted her head back, took a deep breath, and forced herself to suppress her bittersweet emotions.

Wake up, Lin Qian.

I can't keep indulging in this addiction.

I hope this is the last time I'll ever see Lu Beiting.

-

Meanwhile, inside a top-notch Western restaurant.

Xia Tingshi was elegantly sipping red wine, swirling the glass, her red lips slightly parted, like a noble and elegant princess.

"Speak, what urgent matter do you have to discuss with me?"

Xu Feier had no interest in tasting the wine. She placed her phone in front of Xia Tingshi and spoke excitedly:

"Sister Shishi, look! I took this picture on my way home from get off work yesterday. Lin Qian actually has a boyfriend! That little bitch, how dare she flirt with other men!"

The first picture is of Lin Qian standing side by side with a handsome, unfamiliar boy, holding a bouquet of roses in her hands.

Xu Feier confidently stated, "I also asked another colleague, and he said Lin Qian personally admitted that this is her boyfriend!"

Immediately afterwards, Xu Feier swiped to the second photo.

Xia Tingshi's face changed instantly, as if she had been slapped hard across the face.

The photo shows a blurry silhouette, but it's still clearly visible that it's Lu Beiting. He's holding a woman in his arms in an intimate and ambiguous pose.

That woman—was Lin Qian.

Xia Tingshi's eyes felt as if they were being deeply stung, and her long, sharp manicured nails seemed to pierce her palms.

"She already has a boyfriend, why is she still trying to seduce my Brother Beiting?"

Xu Feier was furious: "That kind of woman is fickle, she'll throw herself at any man she sees. Sister Shishi, you need to tell Brother Beiting right now and expose her true colors!"

Xia Tingshi bit her pink lips.

She did send messages to Lu Beiting.

I asked him out for dinner, hinted that we should go to the movies together... but he didn't reply. It seemed like I added his work number.

Xu Feier leaned closer, her tone exceptionally confident, "I reckon Lu Beiting is only interested in her body, and it'll only last a month or two at most. In the end, won't he choose you?"

After hearing this, Xia Tingshi resumed her usual aloof demeanor.

"Too."

In the end, Brother Beiting will still choose her.

But she still couldn't swallow her anger.

Xia Tingshi's phone rang at just the right moment; it was her family's private investigator.

"Miss Xia, I found out. When Lin Qian was working part-time as a waitress at Banxi Island, she offended a third-generation official. This official's son is named Fang Ye, and his grandfather is the director of the provincial public security bureau. He had a grudge against Lin Qian, but he didn't dare to provoke her again afterward."

"I see, then it is indeed a fine knife."

A glint of light flashed in Xia Tingshi's eyes, and she curved her red lips into a smile.

"Don't mess with her, but you can mess with others. I remember Lin Qian's cousin works part-time at a bar? Go and give him that information."

"Yes, Miss Xia."

Xia Tingshi seemed to remember something and continued:

"Also, Lin Qian's uncle should keep an eye on things; sometimes we still need to put some pressure on this family."

Ideally, these blows would break Lin Qian, turning her into a madwoman, a bottomless pit. Then, how could Brother Bei Ting possibly continue to like her?

If Lin Shuyao dares to go against her mother, and Lin Qian dares to go against her, then the entire Lin family will have a hard time!

Xia Tingshi took a breath and continued to elegantly savor her red wine, as if she were a noble lady from Europe in the last century.

-

Upon arriving at the bar, Lin Yize changed into his work clothes as usual and busied himself serving drinks and serving plates.

A colleague I get along with walks over and asks, "Xiao Lin, have you offended anyone lately?"

"No, what's wrong?" Lin Yize was completely confused.

"The customer in VIP room 6 today specifically asked you to pour drinks... His name is Fang Ye. I heard his family has some powerful connections, and I also heard he has a bad temper. Anyway, be careful later, don't mess with him, or you'll get beaten up."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder, bro!"

Lin Yize didn't really take it seriously, since he hadn't offended anyone before.

But as soon as he stepped into the private room, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

The atmosphere inside the private room was luxurious and extravagant.

A group of seven or eight men were gathered together smoking, the smoke swirling around them, giving off a dangerous vibe.

The man sitting in the middle of the sofa had his legs crossed, a cigarette between his fingers, and a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth; he was clearly not a good guy.

"You're Lin Qian's cousin?"