Today was Qiaosu's birthday.

She wanted to confess to Tang Chen directly, so she drank some wine.

After the crowd dispersed, she took advantage of the strong alcohol to send away the nanny and servants. She took off her high heels, unbuttoned her shirt, and secretly climbed onto Tang Chen's bed.

The temperature in the bedroom was getting higher and higher. Joe bit his red lips and stared at the man in front of him who she had loved for ten years. He inadvertently raised his hand and hooked his neck.

Tang Chen also drank a lot of wine, which made his brain ache a little, but it didn't affect his thoughts. In just a second, he knew what this woman wanted to do.

Ha, for the sake of the Qiao family, she was willing to do such a thing. He had really underestimated her.

"Qiaosu, do you know what you are doing?" He placed his arms on both sides of her body and looked down at her from above. His dark eyes and pale lips had a perfect outline.

But if you looked closely, you would find that his eyes were full of coldness.

"Mm..." However, Qiaosu couldn't care less. She could only feel her entire body becoming hot and restless.

"Qiaosu, there are some things. Once you make a choice, you will have no way out."

"Wh-what?"

Qiao Su's mind was a little blank. In her haze, she heard a cold voice beside her ear. When she felt the pain in her wrist, the remaining cloth on her body was also torn to pieces by Tang Chen's big hand.

Then, he straightened his body and fiercely pierced through her.

The pain of tearing made her couldn't help exclaiming, and her fingers clutched his arm tightly.

"Ah Chen... I'm in pain..."

Early in the morning.

By the time Qiaosu opened her eyes, the space beside her was already empty.

After resting for a while, she got up from the bed and felt a pain between her legs.

Thinking back to last night, she and Tang Chen...

Qiao Su blushed and reached out to tug at the bathrobe by the bed. However, a slender and clean finger pressed down on the robe first.

When she raised her head, she saw the cold face that could make one's soul turn upside down.

Tang Chen had just walked out of the bathroom and his clothes were neat. Although they had known each other for several years, Qiao Su was still stunned by the striking man in front of her. Her heart was still beating violently as if she had seen him for the first time.

"When... when did you wake up?"

Tang Chen didn't answer. He pursed his lips into a thin line, cold and distant.

Qiao Su was stunned, and his hand, which was holding the bathrobe, tightened uncontrollably.

He looked... a little unhappy.

"Ah Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his forehead. However, the moment her fingertips touched his forehead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled them closer to each other.

Tang Chen leaned over slightly and put his face close to Qiao Su's. "Qiaosu, it's really hard for you to act for more than ten years. However, if you continue to act now, it will only make people feel sick. Do you understand?"

The man's voice was low, but it was like a sharp knife, which wiped away the last trace of blood on Qiao Su's face.

"Disgusting?" She bit her lip and looked at him in disbelief. "I don't quite understand what you mean... Are you blaming me for coming to your room last night? But you..."

She was obviously in love with him.

She couldn't say it out loud. Although she liked Tang Chen, she knew that a girl should have self-esteem and restraint.

"So what?"

He stared at her, and the corners of his mouth lifted. "As a businessman, I will never refuse anything that comes to me. You're not the only woman who has slept with me. Qiaosu, you're not even the most satisfactory one."

The humiliation in his words was like a steel knife stabbing straight into his heart.

Qiao Su was caught off guard.

After a while, she came to her senses from his sudden indifference and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you mean that you don't like me at all? But last night..."

"Ha..."

As if he had heard a joke, Tang Chen raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his long and narrow eyes. "You like it? Do you think you deserve it?"

"I fell in love with you because of my physiological impulse. Qiao Su, you're too self-satisfied!"

She was stunned.

Tang Chen had left. It was obviously his residence, yet he had slammed the door and left.

Qiao Su was left alone in the room, sitting there for a long time without coming to his senses.

Hearing the sound of the engine of the car in the yard, she suddenly came back to her senses. She wrapped herself in a bathrobe and chased after him without wearing shoes.

Tang Chen sat in the driver's seat. As soon as he turned his head, he was stopped by Qiao Su, who rushed out of the villa.