The Guide to Rising to Power: The Ultimate Schemes of a Green Tea Beauty

Shen Yao's body trembled slightly, as if she couldn't bear this immense injustice.

She began to "defend" herself, appearing weak and helpless:

"I didn't, Mr. Xiao, why are you saying that about me?"

"I just think Su He sings well, is it wrong to say something like that? I... I'm serious about Yu Chuan, what gives you the right to accuse me of using underhanded tactics..."

Her appearance was even more striking in the darkness.

As Xiao Weilin looked at her and listened to her soft, aggrieved voice, a deeper sense of irritation, which he couldn't understand, welled up in his heart.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his tone grew even harsher, as he tried to cover up his loss of composure with more hurtful words:

"Stop using that pitiful look to seduce men! Stop with that act! It disgusts me!"

These words seemed to finally break down Shen Yao's "psychological defenses".

She seemed utterly enraged, and began to struggle violently, pressing her hands against Xiao Weilin's firm chest, trying to push him away, her voice filled with a cry of anger and shame:

"Let me go, Xiao Weilin! You bastard! I'm going to tell Yuchuan! Let me go!"

She screamed and twisted her body desperately, kicking her legs wildly, like a cat cornered and baring its claws.

In the chaos, her ringed hand suddenly swung out—

"hiss."

A slight but stinging sensation came from his cheek, and Xiao Weilin subconsciously turned his head to one side.

He didn't need to look to know that there must be a thin bloodstain on his left cheek.

It was the mark left by the edge of that ring.

In the darkness, their bodies inevitably rubbed and collided closely.

Shen Yao's soft body, warm temperature, the friction from her struggles, and her fragrance acted like the strongest aphrodisiac, constantly stimulating Xiao Weilin's tense nerves.

His breathing became heavy, his lower abdomen tightened, and the indescribable feeling of heat grew stronger.

Xiao Weilin abruptly lowered his head, his chin almost touching Shen Yao's forehead, and said with a warning:

"Don't move!"

Shen Yao clearly sensed the changes in his body and the abnormality in his voice.

She struggled even more "intensely," as if she only wanted to escape this terrible man.

"Let me go! I need to get out!"

She cried out and suddenly looked up, as if trying to ram her head into him.

At almost the same time, Xiao Weilin subconsciously tried to lower his head to suppress her because of her violent struggle.

boo.

A very faint, almost illusory sound rang out in the darkness.

A soft, moist pair of lips unexpectedly brushed against Xiao Weilin's tightly pursed lips, which were so close to his own.

The touch was gentle and brief, yet it carried an astonishing electric current that instantly coursed through his entire body.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Shen Yao froze abruptly, as if stunned by the unexpected touch, forgetting even to struggle.

In the darkness, she could hear Xiao Weilin's breathing suddenly stop and feel his muscles tense up like rocks.

The next second, she seemed to finally realize what had happened.

Shen Yao let out a scream filled with terror and shame, and with all her might, she pushed away Xiao Weilin, who was momentarily stunned. She stomped on him, then burst through the door and rushed out of the dark bathroom without looking back.

Only a faint fragrance remained, along with a man whose mind was thrown into turmoil by this sudden "accident."

Xiao Weilin stood frozen in place, the fleeting soft touch on his lips still burning as if it were still burning.

He raised his hand, his fingertips unconsciously wiping his lower lip, his eyes filled with shock, violence, and a chaotic tremor that even he himself could not understand.

Xiao Weilin cursed under his breath and slammed his fist hard against the cold tile wall.

Shen Yao rushed out of the bathroom and walked quickly down the empty corridor.

She covered her face with her hands, seemingly wiping away tears and calming herself down, but in reality, she was quickly tidying up her hair and skirt, which had been messed up during the struggle, to make sure she looked like she was just frightened, not like she had experienced a violent physical conflict.

As she approached the door of the private room, she deliberately stopped, took a few deep breaths to bring a natural blush to her cheeks, and adjusted her eyes to show a hint of lingering panic and vulnerability before pushing the door open and entering.

As soon as she entered, the sweltering heat enveloped her once again.

When Xiang Yuchuan saw her return, he quickly got up to greet her, pulled her into his arms, and looked her up and down with concern.

"Yaoyao, why did you take so long? Was it windy outside? Why is your face so pale?"

Qin Fang also came over, his peach blossom eyes filled with concern:

"Miss Shen, are you alright? You don't seem to be feeling well?"

The other young men in the private room who had feelings for Shen Yao also cast inquiring glances at her, expressing their concern all at once.

Even the girls who were accompanying her couldn't help but offer a few words of comfort when they saw Shen Yao.

Shen Yao leaned against Xiang Yuchuan's chest, her head slightly lowered, her voice trembling with lingering fear, and softly explained:

"N-nothing. I just went to the bathroom and the light suddenly flickered a few times and then went out. It was pitch black, and I'm a little afraid of the dark, so it gave me a fright."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yuchuan immediately hugged her tighter and whispered comforting words:

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's just that the light is broken, it's okay, I'm here."

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open again, and Xiao Weilin walked in with a gloomy face, his face still bearing red scratches.

As soon as he entered, he saw Shen Yao, surrounded by everyone and being pampered, nestled affectionately in Xiang Yuchuan's arms, receiving everyone's care and comfort.

Xiao Weilin's gaze lingered for a moment on her face, which showed a "still in shock" expression. He unconsciously licked his lower lip, as if he could still feel the fleeting soft touch.

He sneered inwardly.

That's a really convincing act.

Just now in the bathroom, he was baring his teeth and making a scene, and he even dared to...

Thinking about that unexpected touch, he felt a strange sense of unease again.

Isn't she very good at seducing and taking advantage of men?

Upon seeing Xiao Weilin return, Qin Fang immediately put on his usual playful smile and joked:

"Oh, you're finally back! Why did you take so long to go to the bathroom? What happened to your face? We thought you were constipated and fell into the toilet; we were about to call an ambulance to get you out!"

Normally, Xiao Weilin would have already cursed him out with "Get the f*** off," and might even have resorted to violence.

But today, he merely glanced coldly at Qin Fang, walked straight to the sofa in the corner, sat down, picked up an unopened bottle of wine, poured himself a glass, and gulped it down.

Qin Fang was taken aback by his unusual silence, staring at him in surprise for several seconds, wondering to himself.

Has the King of Hell changed his ways today? Has he been possessed by a ghost?

He scratched his head and finally decided to give up thinking about this complicated problem.

Who cares? Anyway, no one can fathom Xiao Er's sinister thoughts.