After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Xu Wantang was engrossed in watching when suddenly the entire private room went dark.

Even though she knew it was a couples' wedding party organized by the restaurant, she was still startled.

Instinctively, he grabbed Cen Yuan's arm.

The man's muscles clenched beneath his shirt, and in the darkness, he turned around.

The approaching aura carried a hint of power, pressing heavily on Xu Wantang.

The unique scent of sandalwood, belonging only to men, enveloped her entire body, causing her to retreat in a panic, yet she felt as if she couldn't escape.

Finally, she was pinned against the table.

Her body bumped into the red wine on the table, the bottle wobbled twice, and Cen Yuan reached over her body and grabbed the bottle.

He completely trapped her between the table and him.

In the darkness, we cannot see each other.

Their breaths mingled silently, carrying the faint scent of alcohol emanating from Xu Wantang.

Even the surrounding temperature is rising.

Xu Wantang's heart was pounding, and she gripped the edge of the table with both hands, trying to remain calm and change the subject.

"Second brother, what...what did you just say?"

"It's nothing."

Cen Yuan spoke calmly.

Xu Wantang was at a loss for words.

Just then, there was another loud bang outside the window.

Huge floral fireworks illuminated the night sky and also lit up Cen Yuan's face.

In his dark eyes, besides the fireworks, there was also Xu Wantang.

His gaze remained introverted, yet carried a hidden aggression, as if he wanted to devour something.

Xu Wantang's legs went weak, and she reached out to support herself on the table, but accidentally touched Cen Yuan's hand.

Instantly, her hand was grabbed, and the man in front of her moved closer.

Their lips were almost touching.

Bang!

As a huge pink heart-shaped firework burst open outside the window, the man lowered his eyes and turned his head away...

Boom boom boom!

A knocking sounded suddenly.

Lin Yue said, "Second Young Master."

Cen Yuan closed his eyes, his breathing became erratic for a moment, his fingers tightened, and he restrained himself from stepping back.

"Come in."

His voice was a few degrees hoarseer than usual.

As soon as Lin Yue entered, he saw two figures standing ramrod straight, as if on purpose.

He thought to himself, "This is bad, this is terrible."

But he didn't dare to delay the important matter, so he quickly walked to Cen Yuan's side and whispered in his ear.

"Second Young Master..."

Cen Yuan lowered his gaze and looked at Xu Wantang.

Xu Wantang's cheeks burned, and it took her a while to react.

"What happened?"

……

Let's go back to the time when Xu Wantang was taken away from Qin Shao's private room.

After giving Qin Shao a long lecture, Lin Yue kindly called an ambulance for him.

Who knew that Qin Shao would sober up in fright and wail in pain.

This alarmed Cen Shichuan.

After inquiring, Lu Jiu replied, "It's Young Master Qin. He drank too much and fell, landing right on the sculpture. He suffered internal injuries and vomited blood. It looks like he broke at least two ribs."

Lu Jiu glanced at Xu Chuxue, who was taking pictures to the side, and continued, "Young Master Qin's private room is the same one where we thought we heard the young mistress's voice just now."

"..."

Cen Shichuan felt inexplicably irritated.

He looked at Lu Jiu: "Go check on Xu Wantang, and bring her a bouquet of flowers. Tell her to wait a little longer; the fireworks have been postponed today."

Lu Jiu checked the time: "Third Young Master, the fireworks will be postponed by fifteen minutes. How about we give you flowers instead..."

Upon hearing Xu Wantang's name, Xu Chuxue immediately blocked Lu Jiu, interrupting the conversation.

"Shichuan, let's try out the lighting for taking photos. We haven't taken a group photo in a long time, and I want to capture our best-looking backs."

"Um."

Cen Shichuan waved to Lu Jiu and turned to accompany Xu Chuxue.

He believed that he had done everything he could for Xu Wantang.

They gave her the title of the third young mistress and let her act recklessly a few times.

Even so, he did not harm her.

Ultimately, this is something she still owes Xu Chuxue.

Seeing this, Lu Jiu didn't say anything more and turned to deliver the flowers.

But he left and didn't return for a long time.

Cen Shichuan kept checking his phone, seemingly unaware of what he was waiting for.

Xu Wantang should have received the flowers, so why didn't she send him a message?

After thinking it over, he lost interest in looking at the photos and even became somewhat perfunctory when taking pictures.

Until Lu Jiu hurriedly entered the room.

"Third Young Master, the Young Madam has disappeared."

Cen Shichuan suddenly stood up and accidentally bumped into the tripod used for taking photos.

"Have you looked for it?"

"We searched, but couldn't find her," Lu Jiu reminded him. "Could that voice really have been the young mistress?"

Cen Shichuan immediately sat in his wheelchair and said coldly, "Continue searching."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xu Chuxue reached out and grabbed him.

"Shi Chuan, we haven't finished taking photos yet. My fans are still waiting to see them. This is the first fan club I've joined since returning to China. I can't let them down."

"Since it's a photo of your back, it doesn't matter who you take it with. It also reduces the risk of being recognized. I'll find a bodyguard with a similar build to me to take the photo with you."

"Shi Chuan, but..." Xu Chuxue looked at him in disbelief.

"First snow".

A hint of impatience, which Cen Shichuan himself was unaware of, flashed in his eyes.

Xu Chuxue clenched her fists, her heart filled with malice towards Xu Wantang.

That bitch ruined her plans again! Just you wait!

In the blink of an eye, she wore an understanding expression.

"Shi Chuan, you're right. Finding Wantang is the priority right now. I'll stop filming and help you look for her."

After saying that, she put on a specially made silk mask.

"Um."

Cen Shichuan went to Qin Shao's private room first.

The room wasn't messy, but it was filled with the smell of blood, which showed how badly Qin Shao was injured.

Qin Shao has already been taken away by ambulance.

But his half-drunk, half-awake friend was still there.

The waiter was giving him hangover medicine. He covered his head and said, not quite sober, "I'm not drinking anymore. Let the pretty girl keep Young Master Qin entertained. I'll pay her..."

Upon hearing this, Cen Shichuan glanced at Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu grabbed the man and said, "What little beauty?"

Once the man saw Cen Shichuan clearly, he sobered up.

But he was knocked unconscious, and his head was in so much pain that he couldn't remember anything.

"I don't know, I just met him at the entrance, and I don't remember anything after that."

Cen Shichuan coldly looked at the bodyguard: "Search each private room one by one!"

"Yes."

As soon as the bodyguard left, a waiter led two women past the private room.

One of the women said, "Jingjing, don't be angry. I never thought that the Buddha would secretly meet with women. A woman who hides herself like that is definitely not a good person. The Second Young Master is just playing around. How could he choose her and not you?"

The woman named Jingjing retorted angrily, "Shut up! Does this kind of woman even deserve to be compared to me?"

Xu Chuxue also heard these words.

Her eyes darted around, and she whispered, "Third Young Master, Wan Tang wouldn't be... She's being too reckless. It was one thing to have minor flings with men before, but now, to attract attention, she's doing something like this. How can you face anyone after this?"

Cen Shichuan's face darkened, and he turned around without saying a word.

"Lu Jiu, let's go say hello to Second Brother."

……

Two minutes later.

Cen Shichuan appeared outside Cen Yuan's private room.

He stared at the tightly sealed glass, a chilling glint in his eyes.

Before he could knock, the door opened first, and he came face to face with Lin Yue, who was in a hurry.

"Third Young Master."

"Yes. I heard my second brother is here, so I came over to say hello."

Cen Shichuan tried to enter, but Lin Yue blocked his way.

"Third Young Master, Second Young Master is busy and it's inconvenient for him right now."

The words "inconvenient" seemed to have triggered something, and Cen Shichuan's eyes suddenly turned sinister.

"Second Brother is being so cautious, is it something you're hiding? I'd really like to find out."

After he finished speaking, the bodyguard stepped forward.

Lin Yue remained unfazed and still refused to move aside.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a cool, detached melody drifted from inside the private room.

"Lin Yue, let him in."