When Jiang Yulan woke up, she noticed that she was firmly tied up.
Her head drooped to the side in a dizzy state.
"Creak!" The heavy wooden door slowly opened, and a tall man walked in.
Her heart sank, and she forced herself to open her heavy eyes.
Looking up at him, Jiang Yulan couldn't stop thinking in her mind, " Where am I? Who is he?"
She could see a spacious room surrounded by Baroque style luxurious decoration.
The man was almost 1.9 meters tall. He unbuttoned the suit. Then he threw it into the distance. A customised shirt appeared. The button went up along with the lines of his abs to the neckline, covering this sturdy body tightly.
He suddenly approached, and his well-defined face magnified in front of Jiang Yulan. His eyes were deep, and the bridge of his nose was tall and straight. He was staring at Jiang Yulan, and his thin lips were stretched into a straight line. She could feel his manly aura surrounding her.
Jiang Yulan's heart was beating rapidly, but she still plucked up her courage and forced herself to look him in the eye.
A chuckle came from the man as if he was laughing at Jiang Yulan for the overestimation of her strength. The man leaned forward, stretched out his long arm, and trapped Jiang Yulan in his arm.
His sharp eyes were wandering around Jiang Yulan's body as if he was looking for the best delicacies. They moved down along her face, her sleeve-long neck, and fixed on a small area of snow-white skin exposed on her chest. Then, he slowly went near to it and bit Jiang Yulan's thin collar with his teeth. Suddenly, he pulled it hard, and her clothes were instantly torn open.
Jiang Yulan forced herself to calm down. She opened her mouth and wanted to bite him, but the man dodged it quickly.
"The little white rabbit is quite sharp-tongued. It can bite people already." The corners of the man's mouth were slightly curled up, like playing with his beloved pet. His big palm stroked Jiang Yulan's tender and smooth skin, causing a slight shudder.
"Who are you?" Her voice was soft and ambiguous, which startled even Jiang Yulan herself.
"Lu Zihang."
His voice was deep and dignified, but his tone was soft and gentle, like the emperor in the night, whispering love in the ears of his lover.
Hearing this name, Jiang Yulan's heart froze instantly.
There were not many people who had seen him in person. But the name "Lu Zihang" was so famous. The HT Corporation that he ran included real estate, entertainment and many other aspects. It had many cross overs and had huge assets. Therefore, he was named the top young entrepreneur of Hwaxia by foreign news media.
Perhaps sensing Jiang Yulan's wandering thoughts, Lu Zihang added, "Don't worry, after the surrogacy is completed, I will follow the agreement and pay you a generous reward."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zihang leaned down again and left some hickeys on Jiang Yulan's fair skin.
Wait, she was paying respects to her father in the mourning hall.
Jiang Yulan struggled anxiously, only to find that she didn't have any strength in her body. She couldn't move at all and could only watch the man on her body helplessly.
The air was filled with a languid vibe, and Jiang Yulan's weak moan was quickly drowned out with the man's deep gasps.
Before she went into fainting, too many mysteries were still lingering in her heart. When did she sign this sh*tty surrogacy agreement? Who was it that knocked her down? Who had suddenly made her the surrogated mother of the wealthy Lu family?
