You're already divorced, why are you so anxious about him becoming a succubus?

Inside a hotel suite in Hengdian.

Jian Yan was sitting on the sofa, his phone pressed to his ear, his face turning ashen, his other hand gripping the wine glass, his knuckles slowly tightening.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Jian Yan raised his hand and smashed the glass against the opposite wall!

Glass shards and golden liquor shattered instantly, splattering everywhere.

"What the hell did you say?! He single-handedly took down all eight of you armed thugs?!"

Jian Yan roared hysterically into the phone, "Are you fucking kidding me?! Is that guy surnamed Lu some kind of superhero?!"

A deep, middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the phone. Despite Jian Yan's angry roar, the other party showed no sign of panic.

"Young Master Jian, this is the truth. My men have given very clear feedback: that kid has definitely trained, and his skill level is extremely high, probably at a professional level."

There's no point in you yelling at me now. The police are already investigating. You need to transfer the remaining payment to me quickly so I can make arrangements for the brothers.

"Money?! You botched the whole thing and you still have the nerve to ask me for money?!"

Jian Yan suddenly stood up, angrily kicked the coffee table in front of him, and roared, "How could Lu Ci be so good at fighting?! Didn't I already give you all his information?"

He's never been in the military, nor has he ever trained in combat. Isn't it because your bunch of useless idiots are too stupid that you still have the nerve to ask for money?!

Upon hearing this, the voice on the other end of the phone instantly plummeted to freezing point:

"Young Master Jian, you'd better watch your mouth. We're business partners, I'm not your subordinate. You didn't do your research properly, it's not my fault!"

"If you doubt the capabilities of my men... fine. I'll bring them to you right now and let you see for yourself whether we truly have the strength."

Upon hearing this blatant threat, Jian Yan's anger, which had been rising in his head, was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

Jian Yan's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water, and his voice finally softened a little:

"...Okay. I'll transfer the money to you in a bit. Don't contact me again anytime soon!"

The call was disconnected. Jian Yan slammed the latest model phone in his hand against the wall, and the screen shattered into a dense spiderweb pattern.

He gasped for breath, slumped onto the sofa, his eyes bloodshot.

Why is this bastard so freakish even when he's fighting?!

……

Lu Ci sat on the sofa in Qin Mengxin's living room.

Because it was so late, Qin's father and the caregiver had already gone to bed, and the house was quiet.

Qin Meng tiptoed to the kitchen, boiled some water, and brought Lu Ci a cup of hot tea.

She pointed to a bedroom at the end of the corridor and said in a low voice, "That's my bedroom... You can sleep in there, I'll just lay out a blanket here."

Lu Ci took a sip of tea, then put the cup down and suddenly leaned closer to Qin Meng.

Looking at the beautiful face before him, he raised an eyebrow and chuckled in a low voice:

"Can't we... sleep in the bedroom together?"

Qin Meng's heart was pounding with nervousness because she was bringing a man home for the night.

Hearing Lu Ci's blunt words, Qin Meng's pretty face instantly turned as red as if it were about to bleed. She instinctively clutched the hem of her dress, shyly lowered her eyes, and protested softly:

"Stop fooling around... Auntie and my dad are here, what if they hear us..."

Seeing the girl's reaction, Lu Ci's smile deepened.

This girl didn't directly say "no," but was afraid of "being found out by her family." Isn't that a tacit agreement?

Lu Ci suddenly stood up without warning, and in a princess carry, he steadily held Qin Meng's soft and fragrant body in his arms, striding towards her bedroom.

"ah!"

Qin Meng felt a sudden dizziness, her feet left the ground, and she instinctively let out a short scream.

But she quickly realized what was happening and covered her mouth, afraid that the noise would alert her aunt and father.

However, it is counterproductive.

The caregiver is a light sleeper and has very sharp hearing. Hearing a noise in the living room, she immediately asked a question from inside the closed bedroom:

"Mengmeng? Is that you back?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Meng's heart pounded like a drum, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

She nestled in Lu Ci's arms, looking up at his ambiguous smile, took a deep breath, and, forcing herself to remain calm, called out towards the door:

"Um...it's me. Auntie, you can continue sleeping. I'm going to wash up and go to bed."

"Oh, okay, get some rest," the aunt replied, and the room fell silent again.

Qin Meng clutched her slightly heaving, high chest. Those few short seconds had made her so nervous that she almost suffocated.

Lu Ci chuckled softly, carried her into the bedroom filled with a faint fragrance, then hooked his heel and closed the door with a "click".

He gently placed Qin Meng on the soft bed.

The lights were off in the room.

The cool moonlight outside the window shone through the gauze curtains onto the bedside. In the dim light, Qin Meng's long hair cascaded down the bed, and her face was flushed with an unyielding blush.

She lay stiffly on the bed, too nervous to move, a misty haze rising in her alluring eyes as she watched the tall, dark figure slowly descend upon her…

More than an hour later.

In the bathroom, warm steam rose up.

Qin Meng stood in front of the washbasin. She gently wiped away the condensation on the mirror with her wet fingers, looking at her flushed face reflected in the gradually clearer mirror.

And... on that slender, fair neck, three clearly visible, bright red dots were abruptly imprinted.

She stretched out her slender, white fingers and playfully touched the alarming hickeys on her neck, blushing as she muttered softly:

Were you a mosquito in your past life?

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from the hallway outside the bathroom door.

Immediately afterwards, the caregiver's voice came through the frosted glass door:

"Mengmeng, you're still awake? I think I heard some noises in the room. I'll get up and see if your dad is feeling unwell."

Upon hearing this, Qin Meng's heart clenched. The blush that had just faded returned instantly, spreading like a fiery sunset across her entire pretty face, even her delicate earlobes turned red.

Qin Meng was so ashamed that she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and disappear on the spot. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands and didn't dare to breathe.

Blame him!

Knowing full well that there were people at home, they still deliberately made things difficult for them...