Nian Ueno

"Ugh... Brother-in-law, no!"

Jiang Weixi reeked of alcohol, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with a hazy, drunken look, and her pretty face was flushed.

The large hands that roamed over her body made her feel hot all over and her spine tremble.

The man who was holding her tightly from behind was her cousin's fiancé, Ji Dongxun.

Chi Tung-hsun is the youngest Chief of Staff in the history of the Executive Yuan of the Northern Region. He holds a high position of power and is a key figure in the Bureau of Strategic Defense.

He retired from the special forces at the age of 21 and was awarded the rank of First Class Sergeant. He entered politics at the age of 24 and rose through the ranks to the position of Level 9 Senate President in just eight years.

He was aloof, dignified, and composed. After being interviewed once, he became the dream lover of countless young girls.

Now 32 years old and still single, he is the number one desirable partner among high-society ladies.

Countless people from various families wanted to curry favor with him.

But he was known for being uninterested in women.

Jiang Weixi was a little nervous as she climbed into his bed.

But... I felt mostly excited.

The title "Chief Secretary's Wife" is so alluring that no ordinary girl could resist it.

That's more than just a simple name.

The title "Chief Ji" signifies immense power and influence. Even though "Madam" is merely an appendage to his status, the benefits she receives are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

By climbing up to Ji Dongxun, one can completely escape a humble and ordinary fate and achieve upward social mobility.

The room was dark and silent, with the waning moon casting its pale light and a sliver of silver light leaking through the window cracks.

The man's breathing grew heavier, interspersed with the girl's occasional soft moans.

With a "snap".

The bedside lamp was suddenly turned on, and a dim yellow halo rippled outwards from the center of the lampshade.

Jiang Weixi was momentarily blinded by the sudden bright light, and was then pushed away.

The man's strong, muscular chest withdrew from her back.

After the intense tug-of-war, her clothes were disheveled, and most of her skin was exposed.

Perhaps because the air conditioner was on, Jiang Weixi suddenly felt a chill run down her back.

A deep, cold voice rang in her ears, laced with obvious anger: "Get out."

The cold voice startled Jiang Weixi, and she cautiously looked over.

This is the second time I've seen Ji Dongxun in person, and he's completely different from the people I've seen on television and online media.

He lost the seriousness and solemnity that came with a suit and tie, and the unapproachable aura that came from being blocked by the screen.

However... the aloofness in his eyes remained clear.

At this moment, Ji Dongxun was half-naked, his broad shoulders leaning against the headboard. His usually indifferent and self-possessed face was flushed with an unnatural blush, and his cold and lonely eyes were slightly narrowed, his gaze sharp.

This gave Jiang Weixi the illusion that the man who had been passionately kneading her just now didn't exist at all, and that it was all just her imagination.

It seems that the cold-faced, imposing man is the real one.

The innate sense of oppression emanating from him made Jiang Weixi tremble.

She quickly lowered her head, hurriedly fastened her half-undone clothes, and pulled down the hem of her skirt that had fallen to her waist to cover her snow-white thighs.

The ambiguous and romantic atmosphere vanished without a trace, leaving only a stiff silence.

Ji Dongxun lowered his eyes and coldly stared at the girl who had climbed into his bed while drunk.

The girl had a gentle oval face with exceptionally delicate features, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose, and rosy lips.

Very beautiful, very charming.

Her cheeks had a touch of baby fat, which added to her pure and lovely appearance.

At this moment, she blinked her watery eyes, her gaze innocent, her hair disheveled, and her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

That soft and vulnerable appearance seems to particularly arouse a man's protective instincts.

But such a beautiful, doll-like face, such a fragile and delicate appearance, and such a vibrant and charming scene failed to move Ji Dongxun in the slightest.

His eyes were filled with anger at being schemed against and displeasure at being provoked.

I wonder who sent this person to his bed this time...

He had seen many women like this; they were all driven by greed and full of scheming.

He instinctively abhors scheming.

Ji Dongxun's gaze swept over her porcelain-white face. He pinched his palm hard, trying to suppress the abnormal heat rising within him. His voice was extremely indifferent as he said only one word to her: "Get out."

The coldness in the man's eyes and the powerful aura he exuded made Jiang Weixi feel fear and freeze in place.

"Get out of here now."

Jiang Weixi hurriedly got off his bed, staggered out barefoot, and ran back to her own room as if fleeing.

Tonight is the 70th birthday banquet of the Gu family patriarch. The Gu family has prepared guest rooms on the second floor for some of the drunken guests to stay overnight.

Ji Dongxun was a special guest. He was engaged to Gu Wanyi, the young lady of the Gu family. His room was arranged on the third floor, right next to Gu Wanyi's.

Gu Wanyi is the only daughter of the Gu family, the only daughter of the chairman of the Gu Group, and a precious and beloved figure.

Jiang Weixi is an ordinary small-town girl with no power or influence, a roadside weed that no one cares about.

The only connection between these two people of such different backgrounds is that Jiang Weixi's aunt, Jiang Shuxiu, is Gu Wanyi's stepmother.

After Jiang Weixi was admitted to a university in City A, she would occasionally stay at the Gu family home at her aunt's invitation.

She has a designated room in the Gu family home, located at the very back of the third floor.

Midway through the dinner tonight, Jiang Weixi drank a blue-green cocktail and, being unable to hold her liquor, became intoxicated in no time.

Seeing that she was unsteady on her feet and dizzy, her cousin Gu Wantian offered to help her back to her room.

……

now.

Jiang Weixi, who had been kicked out by Ji Dongxun, ran back to her room in a disheveled state. Lying on the bed, after her turbulent emotions gradually calmed down, her eyes stung and she couldn't help but feel resentful.

He squeezed her like a silicone doll, taking full advantage of her, and only then told her to get lost? If he didn't want to, why didn't he kick her out in the first place? He only did it after she was almost completely undressed…

This is clearly bullying! A hypocritical man! A beast in human clothing!

Jiang Weixi muttered curses to herself for a long time, recalling the feeling of those large, calloused hands roaming over her body. A ticklish sensation crept up her bones, and she bit her lip, her cheeks burning with shame and anger.

Thinking of the man's cold, handsome eyes, her heart couldn't help but beat faster, and a sense of longing arose within her.

It's still just a little bit short.

Her dream of becoming Chief of Staff Ji's wife was shattered. Jiang Weixi gritted her teeth, got up, and went to take a shower.

Warm water flowed over the girl's graceful body. Jiang Weixi closed her eyes and lay in the bathtub, forcing herself to forget the embarrassment and awkwardness of the evening.

Another room.

Ji Dongxun was also soaking in the bathtub, the water temperature set to 10 degrees Celsius. The restlessness in his body was clearly abnormal. He called the family doctor and sent his assistant to investigate who had tampered with the drinks that night.

He was used to such tactics. Too many women had climbed into his bed willingly. Some were arranged to please him, some wanted to marry him and become Mrs. Ji, and some were madly in love with him...

Countless, and utterly annoying.

However, he possessed extraordinary self-control and composure, and was never swayed by beauty, so no one had ever been able to successfully outmaneuver him.

Tonight was the first time I almost lost control; the image of a girl's charming eyes and slightly chubby face flashed through my mind...

A hint of irritation appeared in Ji Dongxun's brown pupils.

He hates close contact with anyone.

But tonight...

He looked down at his hands, his fingertips still seeming to retain a soft touch.

Ji Dongxun was stunned for a moment, then with a cold face, he washed his hands several times, almost scrubbing off a layer of skin.