Nighttime, deep.

At the entrance of a five-star hotel in River City, a white Audi slowly pulled up.

Shortly afterwards, the rear door was pushed open and a young woman staggered out from the car.

A glance at her state made it clear she was considerably inebriated.

The driver's window was rolled down and Shen Ruhua stared at the vigorously swaying Su Mian, voicing her worry, "The room card is in your bag. Once inside, let the attendant escort you up."

On the way to the hotel with Su Mian, Shen Ruhua received a call from the nanny at home, stating that the child suddenly developed a fever.

Shen Ruhua was extremely anxious, certainly not having the leisure to personally guide Su Mian to her room.

Upon hearing her words, Su Mian swung her handbag at Shen Ruhua in a wave, then turned around with a zigzagging gait and entered the hotel lobby.

Once Shen Ruhua saw her enter the building, she reversed the car, and the white Audi hastily departed from the hotel.

......

Su Mian declined the hotel attendant's offer of escorting her and rode the elevator by herself. After getting off, she pulled out the room card from her bag and checked each room one by one, according to the number printed on the card.

Her mouth continuously repeated the same number, "1102, 1102......"

After wobbling half a lap around the corridor, she finally stopped in front of a door.

Her eyes fixated on the room number for a while, she finally nodded in satisfaction, "Hehe...... this is it......"

Thereupon, she began to unlock the door with her card, however, as soon as her hand brushed the door, it automatically opened.

Su Mian was heavily drunk, she barely had time to wonder why the door opened on its own.

At this point, all she wanted was to sleep.

Staggering inside, she closed the door, the seven-centimetre heels on the thick carpet made no sound.

Without turning on the lights, she tossed her shoulder bag and kicked off her high heels. Su Mian plunged herself into the big bed, the soft touch immediately put her out of action.

...

Her laptop broke down, due to an important video conference, Zhong Nan Qiu went to his assistant's room.

When he returned from the meeting, the door would not open.

As he used his card to unlock the door, he couldn't help furrowing his brow, if he remembered correctly, the door was left ajar when he left.

Upon entering, he plugged in his key card.

As Zhong Nan Qiu walked in, loosening his tie, his movement paused, his eyes landed on the bed.

A woman in a red dress was laid outstretched under the hotel's light-blue blanket.

At this moment, her dress was hitched high up her thighs.

Two slender and straight legs were completely exposed under his eyelashes...

Zhong Nan Qiu's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, he strode over, bending down he yanked the woman from the bed.

The movement was somewhat rough, showing no signs of pity.

He assumed this to be yet another childish game that his business partner was playing, which left a bad taste in his mouth.

Su Mian was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly yanked awake. Before she could comprehend what had happened, she found herself falling off the bed onto the floor.

She landed on her buttocks and winced in pain, her eyelashes fluttering open.

Her gaze shifted upwards...

Shoes, straight legs wrapped in dress pants, a belt...

When her eyes landed on that familiar belt, Su Mian's half-closed eyes widened in shock. Her eyes welled up with tears.

She had given him that belt. She had spent quite a bit to have it delivered from Xiangjiang.

She reached out to grab his trouser leg.

As she tugged, she asked in a heartbroken voice, "Can you tell me what it is exactly that I lack?"

Her voice was soft and low, filled with a mix of grievance and hurt.

Just as her hand made contact with his trouser leg, Zhong Nanqin intended to dodge, but for some reason was slow to react, and her grip tightened on his leg.

He looked down at her hand which was tightly holding onto his trouser leg, his eyes darkening, a hint of irritation appearing on his face.

"You've mistaken me for someone else. Now, I would like you to leave immediately. This is my room," he said, his voice low and icy.

Yet, to his surprise, she shook her head fiercely, her face a picture of sorrow.

"You once said that I was the woman you loved the most in this world," Su Mian sobbed, hardly able to breathe, "But now..."

Mentioning such a sorrowful matter, Su Mian was already weeping uncontrollably.

And Zhong Nanqin, his remaining patience has already been exhausted.

He stripped his pants from her grip, turned and walked over to the bedside cabinet, picked up the room's telephone, intending to call for hotel security.

However, unexpectedly, the moment he lifted the receiver, a soft touch suddenly pressed against his back...

Immediately followed by her uttering, "You've always wanted this, right? I'll give it to you now."

As she completes her last word, that explicitly soft touch receded slowly.

The room was quite silent, the only sound that lingered was the soft rustling of a zipper being pulled down...

Unable to control his fingers, they tightened, his brows furrowed.

Breaking the silence, Zhong Nanqin's voice was somewhat husky, "Put your clothes back on!”

The austere tone sounded rather intimidating.

If it were any other woman, they would probably panic and grab their clothes and run.

But at this particular time, Su Mian, who was dealing with heartbreak and a bit of a buzz, had already lost all her rationality.

In her eyes, the man in front of her was Qin Xiangdong, and in desperate need, she wanted to... wanted to use her own body to win back the man she had lost.

Regardless of what he'd said, she only wanted to pounce on him.

With a single tug, she hooked Zhong Nanqin's neck, and her soft body coiled around him like a snake in an instant, her crimson lips whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

"Don't go, don't leave me...."

Zhong Nanqin's body was taut.

He barely managed to raise his hand, grabbing her wrist as he attempted to shove her encircling arm away.

Unexpectedly, Su Mian's actions were quicker than his. The moment he tried to push her away, her lips met his skin.

She kissed him directly on his Adam’s apple.