"I beg you, please don't sell me, Father. Don't sell me to that old man…"

Yan Ruobing was awakened from her nightmare, her body soaked with cold sweat. The intense brightness injured her eyes, causing her to squint. After a momentary respite, she hesitantly reopened them.

A completely unfamiliar room met her gaze. The extravagant furnishings, ornamented with gold, hurt her eyes. This was not a place where someone of her status belonged. Where was she? What was happening?

Where was she?

Gingerly, she moved her body, only to be met with aching pain and weakness, akin to having been run over by a truck. There even was a feeling of having been torn apart in certain places on her body.

Fragments of memories came rushing back. After school, her father had ambushed her at home.

Without a word, he had slapped her a few times. Afterward, he addressed her meekly, "Go take a bath and put on a prettier dress. Your old man is going to find you a good man."

Her father was a gambler. Over the years, he had borrowed money everywhere and was heavily in debt.

She had been working part-time jobs after school to earn some living expenses. It had come to the point where she even skipped night time self-studies, and unfortunately, she had to repeat a year in school as a result.

Every time she returned home, she was afraid of her father and worried that he might exploit her to pay his debts.

From she was fourteen years old until now, several years had passed. She was now eighteen, yet her father still tried to exploit her.

But didn't she escape last night when her father went to the restroom?

Why would she end up in this strange room now?

"Ahh ahh ahh!" A slender and strong male arm unintentionally touched her, causing her to scream instinctively. Only then did she realize there was someone else on the bed.

"What's all this noise about? So early in the morning..." The man's voice was as graceful and melodious as a piano tune, but to Yan Ruobing, it felt like an ice knife stabbing into her.

Struggling to get up, her weak body refused to obey her will, just about to tumble off the bed.

"Are you a pig?" The man sat up discontentedly, caught her arm, and pulled her back onto the bed.

Looking at the man like a fool, Yan Ruobing's heart tightened.

Such a handsome man.

No, this was not the time to judge a man's looks. She fumbled to grab the quilt and wrap herself up.

"You... Who are you?" She struggled to gently get off the bed, standing a meter away and looking at a frustrated man.

As Situ Hanyu glanced at himself only wearing boxer shorts, he grabbed the large bath towel hanging on a nearby chair, wrapped it around his lower body, got out of bed, without looking at Yan Ruobing, walked directly towards the bathroom.

Furious, Yan Ruobing could feel herself shaking all over. She quickly picked up her dress from the floor, put it on, and chased after him towards the bathroom.

"Who the hell are you!" This time her voice had backbone, fuelled by burning anger.

Situ Hanyu stood under the shower, drenched. His short, dark hair was wet, with a few strands falling onto his forehead, making him appear alluring.

"I'm asking you, who are you!" Yan Ruobing rushed over, standing a meter away, glaring at him. "Why were we sleeping together? Why is my body..."

"Your body feels sore and weak?"

With a loud bang, Yan Ruobing felt as if someone threw a bomb in her head, leaving her blinded and deafened.

"The first time is always tiring, but once you get used to it, it won't be as exhausting as last night," Situ Hanyu grabbed the soap, rubbing it over his body. Looking up at her, he said, "Miss, you've been staring at me. Do you want to watch a handsome man bathe, or do you want to help me wash?"

"... " Yan Ruobing stood shakily, her legs feeling extremely weak. Unable to support herself any longer, she dropped to her knees.

Situ Hanyu frowned, his voice indifferent. "Is it really that bad?" Just because he had slept with her, she acted this pathetically?

Yan Ruobing glared at him furiously, as if he was her sworn enemy.

She stammered a few words, "Per...vert... devil... sh...jerk... scum…"

"Are you cursing me?"

Damn it! Wasn't she cursing him? So she should be praising him, huh?

"I hope you drop dead！Jerk!"

Finally able to regain control of the conversation, she took several deep breaths. The fog in the bathroom was thick and suffocating, and she was worried her asthma might flare up. She steadied herself against the wall and managed to stand.

Something in Situ Hanyu’s unfathomable gaze grew colder. "Miss, weren't you willing last night?"

"Willing, my ass! I have no idea what happened last night!" Yelled Yan Ruobing, and she started to cry.

Situ Hanyu just stood there and stared at her for a while. She didn't look as if she was faking it. He turned off the water heater, picked up a towel to wrap around himself and left the bathroom briskly.

When Yan Ruobing, dragging her heavy steps, stepped out, she heard the man's pleasant but terrifying voice.

He was on the phone with somebody.

"Damn it! What the hell happened! She said that she was not willing last night. How did you handle this!"

Unknown to what the other person said, it agitated the man even more.

"Darn worthless woman! Since when does Situ Hanyu needs to compel a woman to have a child with him!”

"..." Yan Ruobing was in a flurry amidst the chilling wind, having a child! Who wants to bear him a child! What does he think he is!

The man ended his call, gazing down at her with a look that seemed to wish she was dead.

"So, you're saying, last night wasn’t consensual, you don’t know why I slept with you?"

Yan Ruobing didn't know what she was going through. She mustered courage to dash and shred the man, however, frightened by his terrifying demeanor, she could barely move.

The man gradually closed in on her, grabbed her chin, lifting her head slightly.

“Please answer me honestly, if I find out even half a word of what you said was a lie, and realize that you did this on purpose! I would make sure you rot in jail for the rest of your life!"

Yan Ruobing shook her head; she was almost close to having her chin crushed by him. Writhing pain made her face scrunch up, she didn’t have the strength to say a word.

Situ Hanyu, recalling this woman's deception, was filled with rage. He pushed her to the ground, fetched his clothes to quickly dress up, and left the room without as much as a glance at her.

Yan Ruobing was in a daze, a question naturally sprung to her mind: Wasn't he just in the shower? He was applying soap all over his body. Despite not finishing his bath, he just left like that?

This man must be crazy!

Yan Ruobing was in fact oblivious to Situ Hanyu's current fury and irritation.

After leaving the room, Situ Hanyu instructed his bodyguards to heavily guard the room, sternly ordering, “Keep an eye on the woman in the room, if she escapes, none of you will keep your heads!”

Like a ball of fire, he headed through the hotel corridor towards the elevator but was intercepted by a man who appeared to be over fifty years old.

"Hey! You think you can sleep with my daughter and just leave without paying?" Yan Xiangrong looked at Situ Hanyu with a complacent look.

As Situ Hanyu was about to brush off Yan Xiangrong, he paused and looked him up and down.

The girl in the room looked nothing like the old man in front of him, "Who's your daughter?”

“Hey! What's wrong with you, you’re disgusting! I saw you come out from my daughter's room, how can you just deny it after taking advantage of her?"