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

Assistant Gao got out of the car, helped Lin Qian put her luggage in the trunk, and then respectfully opened the car door for her.

The moment the car door opened, a chill even more biting than that outside rushed out.

Lin Qian bent down and sat down, immediately spotting the man beside her.

Lu Beiting wore a well-fitting, crisp black suit. His profile was unusually sharp and hard, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line without any curve.

He didn't look at her, nor did he make any move; he exuded a low-pressure aura that kept people at a distance.

The luxury car drove smoothly in an eerie atmosphere.

Lin Qian turned to look at him, pursed her lips, and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Lu Beiting, I'm back~"

Lu Beiting's reaction was unusually calm; he gave a very soft "hmm" in a nasal voice.

Lin Qian swallowed nervously.

For some reason, a sense of oppression spread through the air, enveloping her and making it difficult to even breathe.

She quietly reached out and gently pinched Lu Beiting's little finger. "Are you unhappy?"

Lu Beiting remained motionless, his voice devoid of emotion, "No."

Lin Qian's heart sank further, and she asked cautiously, "Did you see what happened just now?"

Lu Beiting: "I saw it."

Lin Qian quickly explained, her speech unconsciously quickening: "Just now, a kid running around bumped into me from behind. I didn't react at all and almost fell. Wen Shuyan happened to be standing next to me and helped me up. After I regained my balance, I immediately pushed him away without stopping at all, really! Please don't misunderstand me..."

"oh."

Lu Beiting only replied with a single monosyllabic word.

They acted as if it were none of their business, as if they didn't care at all what had happened.

It looks like it's not angry.

It was completely different from what Lin Qian had expected.

I thought I'd have to coax him for a long time.

But this strange calmness only intensified Lin Qian's unease, making it almost burst forth from the ground.

This is really unusual.

Undeterred, she pinched the tip of his little finger with slight force, squeezing it one finger at a time.

The other party didn't react at all, like a silent statue.

Lin Qian leaned closer, blinking cautiously as she asked, "Are you really not unhappy?"

"no."

The man maintained his cold expression, his eyes dark and unfathomable, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Lin Qian slowly relaxed, guessing that it was probably work that was bothering him.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at Xifu Courtyard.

Pushing open the door, Lin Qian had just changed into pink slippers.

Suddenly, a strong, powerful arm wrapped around her waist from behind with astonishing force, pulling her backward.

"ah…"

Lin Qian gasped softly and suddenly threw herself into Lu Beiting's hot, broad arms, her nose bumping against his chest, her heart skipping a beat.

The next second, the other person lowered their head and bit her lip hard with an irresistible force.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Lin Qian was pressed down in the entryway by him, her back pressed against the cold furniture, unable to move.

"Well……"

She instinctively realized that the other person must be angry.

Lin Qian wanted to say something to coax him, but her lips were sealed, and she couldn't utter a single word.

A hint of crimson flickered in Lu Beiting's eyes, as if he were about to unleash all his emotions.

Something's wrong with him.

Something is very wrong with him.

"No..." Lin Qian sobbed twice, patted his back with her hand, and signaled him to let go.

But the man kissed her even more fiercely, his possessiveness and desire for control almost overflowing, his aggression very strong.

It's no longer a kiss.

It's a bite.

It was aggressive, as if he wanted to tear her apart, devour her, and melt her into his very bones.

"don't want……"

Lin Qian's lips hurt, her eyes welled up with tears, and she instinctively pounded his back.

This amount of strength was of no use to Lu Beiting, an adult male who maintained a fitness routine; on the contrary, it only spurred him on.

Why is he suddenly like this? Didn't he say he wasn't unhappy...?

The surrounding air temperature was rising steadily, creating a dangerous tension.

The living room was dark, with only a faint light coming in from outside.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Lin Qian felt weak all over, her eyes were misty with tears, and she could barely stand.

Lu Beiting pressed down on her waist and coldly uttered a single word: "Take it off."

"Wh...what?"

Lin Qian was stunned by the kiss, her brain sluggish and she didn't react in time, even wondering if she had misheard.

Lu Beiting pressed his thin lips into a straight line, his dark and deep gaze falling on her, and he let out a cold laugh.

Immediately afterwards, he helped the person in his arms unbutton their clothes, forcefully and irresistibly.

Lin Qian quickly grabbed his hand, trying to stop him, her voice soft: "Lu Beiting, please, I just got back... and I'm still a little tired."

When I took the plane back, although I wasn't as dizzy as I was on the way there, I still felt a little unwell.

Even so.

Lu Beiting showed no sign of stopping. He quickly stripped off her coat, hoisted her onto his shoulder with his strong arms, and walked step by step toward the bathroom.

Lin Qian's waist rested against his broad shoulders, her head tilted down, struggling slightly, her voice tinged with grievance:

"Lu Beiting, what's wrong? Don't be like this, calm down, okay? I'm a little scared..."

Her response was the sound of a man snapping off his belt.

"Lin Qian," Lu Beiting said in a cold voice, enunciating each word clearly, "I am very cold and calm right now."

A moment later, the sound of the showerhead began.

-

As soon as Lin Qian came out of the bathroom, she wasn't even wearing a bathrobe when Lu Beiting threw her heavily onto the large bed in the bedroom.

The mattress was soft and bouncy; she bounced twice and quickly pulled the blanket over herself.

Having just finished showering, her snow-white skin was tinged with a light pink, like white porcelain coated with colored glaze, exuding a delicate yet breathtaking beauty.

Lu Beiting stood by the bed, his tall figure looming over the bed and blocking out most of the light.

The feeling of oppression was very strong.

Driven by her animalistic instincts to avoid danger, Lin Qian shrank back. "Lu Beiting, what's wrong with you today...?"

From the moment I got home, or even earlier, from the moment I picked her up at the airport, I remained unusually calm.

Like a calm lake before a storm, it brews a fear that no one is aware of.

As Lu Beiting watched her shrink back like a startled deer, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Baby, are you avoiding me?"

Lin Qian: "No..."

Lu Beiting sneered: "You're not avoiding him, but you're avoiding me?"

"Lu Beiting, are you still angry?" Lin Qian explained gently again, "Wen Shuyan and I aren't like that, and at the time, I pushed him away very quickly—"

"Shut up," Lu Beiting suddenly leaned down and pressed his hand against her lips, interrupting her words. Veins bulged on his forehead. "I fucking don't want to hear his name."

The next second, the man almost lost control and ripped off the blanket.

Lin Qian's mouth was covered by him, so she couldn't say a word and could only sob weakly.

……

……

From 8 p.m. to midnight.

Night had fallen, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, pressing down heavily.

A light rain began to fall outside the window, and then it grew heavier, pattering against the windowpane with a dull thud.

The muffled sound of rain also masked the woman's faint and delicate breathing inside the house.

"Lu Beiting..."

Lin Qian's eyes were red at the corners, her gaze was blank and empty, and tears fell drop by drop, sliding down her face.

Whenever she asked Lu Beiting if he was angry or unhappy.

The other party always coldly replies "No".

Every time she tries to explain or coax him.

Lu Beiting would always reach out and cover her mouth tightly, saying, "Shut up, I don't want to hear it."

Lu Beiting was acting strangely today; instead of being gentle and coaxing, he was more domineering and brooking no argument than usual.

No matter how much Lin Qian complained about being tired and uncomfortable, he remained indifferent.

This strange posture.

Lin Qian suddenly recalled that when they broke up three years ago, Lu Beiting did the same thing, spending three whole nights with her in a hotel, either eating, sleeping, or having sex.

She had no doubt that she might die in bed tonight.