Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

I saw Su Wuli being held in the arms of a strange man, wrapped in a man's clothes.

Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were clearly from crying.

"Teacher Su... Teacher Su..." Old Chen's voice changed.

Before he could react, Yu Chen opened the car door with one hand and carried Su Wuli inside.

The movement was so fast that Old Chen subconsciously turned around to look back.

In the back seat, the strange man was holding Su Wuli, letting her lean against him.

The female celebrity was curled up, her body completely covered by a men's robe, with only a little bit of her hair showing.

The man's hand rested on her waist, his posture natural.

Old Chen opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Old Chen..." Su Wuli's voice came from his arms, a little weak and a little hoarse, "Go back."

Old Chen looked at her, then at the man holding her, but didn't move.

Yu Chen raised his eyes.

His gaze swept across the rearview mirror, cold and distant.

This instantly made the hairs on Old Chen's back stand on end.

The man spoke, his voice carrying an order that commanded no resistance: "Leave immediately."

The sound wasn't loud.

But Old Chen's hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.

He glanced at the pair of eyes in the rearview mirror, then at Su Wuli.

She was leaning against the man, and she looked clearly not quite right.

"Teacher Su..." Old Chen began, his voice a little tense, "Should I call Xiaoyuan? Tell her to come out, and we can go together..."

"No need..." Su Wuli shook her head, her voice still shaky, but a little more steady than before, "I'm fine... I just drank too much and want to go back and rest."

Old Chen opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he met those eyes in the rearview mirror, he swallowed his words.

He then started the car.

The car drove out of the parking lot and onto the main road.

Yu Chen leaned back in his seat and looked down at the person whose face was buried in his chest.

The only sounds were the engine and the occasional passing car outside the window.

Su Wuli closed her eyes, her eyelashes still wet, trembling gently in the flickering light.

Yu Chen pulled his outer robe up even higher, wrapping her up even tighter.

The car drove on for a while longer.

Old Chen suddenly spoke up, "Teacher Su, is Xiaoyuan still inside? She doesn't know you left first, and she'll be worried when she can't find you..."

Su Wuli slowly opened her eyes upon hearing the sound, and was stunned for a moment.

Little circle.

She forgot about Xiaoyuan.

Where is the phone?

She instinctively touched her own body.

The dress had no pockets; I felt nothing but the thick fabric of the outer robe.

Yu Chen looked down at her. "What are you looking for?"

"I need to call Xiaoyuan..."

Su Wuli's voice grew softer and softer.

She seemed to have used up all her strength; her hands hung down as she leaned against him, her eyes half-closed.

The effects of the medicine are still burning; she won't be able to hold on for much longer.

Yu Chen reached out and touched her.

Through that outer robe, from top to bottom, finally stopping at her waist.

"Mmm..." The touch from the man's hand made her unable to suppress a sound.

Yu Chen's movements visibly stiffened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Where did you put it?"

Su Wuli paused for a moment, then pointed to the small bag next to the car seat.

I forgot to take it when I went in.

The man reached out and took it, then opened it.

The screen lit up, requiring unlocking, and he handed the phone to her.

Su Wuli's fingers were still trembling a little, and it took her several tries to make the cut.

I tapped it and found Su Yuan's phone number.

Yu Chen held the phone to her ear.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

"Mist Pear?"

There was some background noise on the other end of the phone, along with music and voices.

"Where are you? I've been looking for you inside for ages, and someone said you left?"

Su Wuli opened her lips, her voice clearly unsteady, "Xiao Yuan..."

Why does your voice sound like that? Where are you?

"I...I'll go back first," Su Wuli said with difficulty. "You've had too much to drink...take a taxi back yourself."

"Huh? You left by yourself?" Su Yuan's voice suddenly became anxious. "Why didn't you call me? Where are you? I'll come out and find you right away."

"I'm fine, you can go back now."

After saying that, he was too exhausted to speak again.

Yu Chen took the phone back, glanced at the screen, and hung up immediately.

The car was still moving forward.

Su Wuli leaned against him, her eyes closed, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

Yu Chen thought the effects of the medicine had worn off, looked down at her, and pulled her outer robe up a little more.

Then, she moved.

Su Wuli initially just rubbed against him, her face nuzzling against his chest, as if she was uncomfortable.

Yu Chen didn't pay attention, and kept his hand on her waist to make her lean more steadily.

His hand was then enveloped by a soft, warm palm.

Su Wuli's hand gripped his wrist through her outer robe.

The force was not great.

When he looked down, he noticed that she was trembling slightly.

Yu Chen was taken aback.

Su Wuli loosened her grip on his wrist and pulled it back.

Then he felt something touching his chest.

Through the inner garment, soft fingertips pressed up, as if tentatively exploring, or perhaps unconsciously groping.

The finger pressed twice, and then the whole hand appeared.

She placed her palm against his chest, through the thin inner garment.

Her hands were very hot, much hotter than his.

Su Wuli shifted in his arms, rubbing her face against his chest, making some muffled sounds.

Yu Chen looked down at her.

She was wrapped up tightly in her outer robe, so from the outside, it looked like Su Wuli was just leaning against him, and nothing had happened.

However, beneath her robe, her hand was moving.

It slid down from the chest through the inner garment, past the ribs, and down to the side of the waist.

Her fingertips touched the tie of his inner garment, she tried to hook it, but couldn't untie it.

She snorted in frustration and started tugging at the strap.

Yu Chen suddenly grabbed her wrist and whispered, "A-Wu."

Su Wuli didn't respond, but somehow found the strength to break free from his hand and continue pulling on the strap.

Just a moment ago, she was so weak she couldn't even lift her hand, but now she's incredibly persistent.

She finally managed to tear the ribbon off.

Her inner garment fell open, revealing her chest.

Su Wuli's hand pressed directly against his skin.

Instantly, Yu Chen gasped.

Her hands were too hot.

Her palms were pressed against his chest, so hot they felt like they were going to leave a mark on his skin.

Su Wuli touched him a couple of times, then began to roam her hands all over his body.

My fingernail occasionally scratches the surface, leaving a faint mark.

Yu Chen's jaw tightened, and he grasped her hand, trying to hold her down.

However, Su Wuli gave a wronged snort and broke free again.

She started moving.

Beneath that large outer robe, she shifted and adjusted her posture.

She lifted one leg from his side and straddled his leg.

Yu Chen pressed down on her waist.

"Ah Wu," he called again, his voice deeper than before.

Su Wuli ignored him, clearly not listening to his advice.

Beneath her outer robe, she was already straddling his lap.

The dress was in complete disarray, and her legs were pressed directly against his.

Through two thin layers of fabric, they could feel each other's body temperature.

After Su Wuli sat down, she couldn't wait to press herself against him.