Inside the VIP room of the captivating Imperial City bar, the atmosphere was enchanting.
Suddenly, Su Qiao opened her eyes, her body's soreness reminding her of the intense developments of the previous night.
She quickly glanced over the man beside her, and immediately took a sharp breath, how could it be him?
The man laying by her side, devastatingly attractive, to whom all the noble ladies in the Imperial City wanted to connect with.
Yet Su Qiao was terrified of him, a fear that chilled her to the bone.
He was the young uncle from the Feng family, Feng Mu Jiu, rumored to own properties as plenty as the stars, as well as the founder of the world's first security company dedicated to protecting the wealthy. But his ruthless character and unconventional ways made people fearful at the mere mention of his name -- and, importantly, he was the uncle of her ex-boyfriend.
She tugged at her hair in frustration, with no memory whatsoever of how she ended up in Feng Mu Jiu's bed.
Her top priority was to distance herself from this man, whom she could never afford to provoke for the rest of her life.
She carefully climbed out of the bed, bending over to inspect the performance dress she had worn the previous night. The studded dress had been torn into pieces by some beast. She looked in the mirror to see herself with heavy makeup smeared all over her face.
"How on earth did he have the nerve to make a move on me last night?" she murmured.
Su Qiao looked around, promptly grabbing the man's white shirt to wear.
Since Feng Mu Jiu was tall and strapping, the white shirt fit her perfectly, adequately covering her thighs.
Just as she was tiptoeing away, the man on the bed suddenly opened his hawk-like eyes.
Knowing Feng Mu Jiu's cunning ways, Su Qiao quickly went to the bar to commission a woman: "Here's three hundred bucks, go to Room 302 and attend to a VIP. Remember to tell him that you accompanied him all night."
Su Qiao leaned into her ear to whisper something, and the woman's face brightened up: "Watch me, Sister Qiao."
Watching the woman change into her pajamas and retire to the private room, Su Qiao thought everything was going smoothly and she silently slipped away.
Moments later, a man's roar emanated from within the private room, "Get out!"
Feng Mujiu's face was filled with fierce fury, "Su Qiao, if you have the guts, hide from me for the rest of your life!"
However, spotting a faint streak of scarlet on the bedsheet, the corner of his mouth hinted at a slight smile.
...
Returning to her rental apartment, Su Qiao washed away the traces of the nightclub life, revealing a fresh and pretty appearance. She immediately opened her computer, her fingers deftly dancing on the keyboard.
On the surface, she was a DJ at a nightclub. But behind the scenes, she was also a hacker for the Dark Shadow Group. Lately, she had inexplicably lost contact with the group.
But in just a moment, she managed to breach the bar's system.
Right now, she desperately wanted to know exactly what had happened the previous night.
She vaguely remembered that after she had handed over her duties to the late-night DJ, she was about to leave when she took a small sip of lemon water and felt drowsy.
Ding dong! System breach successful.
Her eyes widened as she saw herself on the screen, stumbling into Feng Mujiu's arms, instinctively held onto his neck, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him, dragging him towards the private room...
On seeing this scene, she could not help but get cold feet.
Before Feng Mujiu made a name for himself, he had a very bad reputation. All sorts of nasty words could be applied to him, which wouldn't be an exaggeration. While he left the Feng family and started his own business, his character remained twisted and wicked. He exuded an air of rogue charm.
In the past when she used to be with Feng Nian Chen, she unavoidably met Feng Mujiu. But she didn't know why, she always felt that the way he looked at her was like a wolf lurking in the dark.
But now, she had instigated this wolf that gave her chills.
