"Miss, don't blame me, blame the woman who doesn't want you to live well."
In the presidential suite of the Beihai International Hotel, a woman dressed as a waitress carefully placed a drunken yet alluring woman on the bed. With such refined features, no doubt she's had many men.
Upon thinking this, her guilt seemed to lessen a bit. She quickly stripped off the woman's clothes, tucked her under the covers and exited the room.
Thinking of the money she would receive after accomplishing her task the next day, she couldn't help but allow a joyful smile to rise to her face.
The tightly shut bathroom door clicked lightly, opening to reveal a pair of long, straight male legs.
The man, with only a loosely tied towel around his waist, walked out. Clear droplets of water trailed down his chiseled handsome face, over his hard and strong chest, along the distinct ridges of his abs...
His movement to adjust the towel was interrupted by a sudden incoming call on his phone.
"Mr. Ji, we've just seen two women sneaking into your room through the surveillance footage."
"Mmm."
Mr. Ji Yu frowned, walking over to the bed and pulling back the covers.
A tangled mass of ebony hair framed a small, fair face. Her skin was soft and white like tofu that could be pinched out water; her closed eyes made her look especially docile.
Soft, warm light reflected off his defined features. His deep, ink-like eyes were dark and deep.
"Wake up." He gently patted her.
The woman on the bed murmured, rolling over, and almost subconsciously opening her eyes, somewhat groggy. She remembered she was back in her home country, remembering that the only one who would dare to disturb her at this hour was her nominal husband.
She sat up on her knees, her body weakly slumping into his arms.
"Mmm, I'm back..."
A breath laced with the smell of alcohol, along with a faint seductive perfume and soft body, momentarily bewildered Ji Yubai. The woman in his arms had already encircled his neck with both hands, looking at him with a beaming gaze, like a good kitten rubbing her head against his shoulder.
Ji Yubai frowned, gently pushing her away.
"Why won't you let me kiss you!!" she exclaimed indignantly, slapping his shoulder before pouting and attempting to rub her face against his.
A madwoman!
Even more so a drunken madwoman!
Why couldn't he, Shi Ran, accept her affection when others could? The silence was eerily quiet.
The expression on Ji Yubai's face instantly darkened as he bent over to get a towel from the bed.
But Shi Ran grabbed his hand, her face serious. They were short of distance. Looking up at him, her gleaming bright eyes were just like a frivolous child causing a fuss for candies.
"Quit playing around!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Ji Yubai was taken aback as he hadn't expected to respond to her in such a manner.
She pulled! He tugged!
In the to and fro struggle, her eyes welling with apparent distress, she glared at him like a kid who had been denied candy, accusing, "You jerk, what harm can watching a bit do."
The worm...
Ji Yubai stopped his tugging for a second, lost in thought. In this fleeting moment, her arms were already wrapped tightly around his well-defined waist, her face, pressed against his chest, she softly said, “Can we be a real husband and wife?".
