"Take a photo, send it to the media, and then... rise to prominence?"

Jing Li tilted her head slightly, revealing an innocent expression and smiling gently and harmlessly.

Fei Mo stared at her for a long time before smiling faintly, "Little liar... you lied to me again... it's time to teach you a lesson..."

After saying this, he slowly squatted down.

Jing Li's heart skipped a beat.

Outside the restroom stalls, people occasionally go in and out, their voices, the sound of running water, and footsteps can be heard...

But it seemed as if she couldn't hear anything at all; all her senses seemed to be fading away—sight, hearing, smell… or perhaps they were all converging towards one point…

Ten minutes later.

Jing Li slumped on the toilet seat, while Fei Mo's hair was slightly disheveled and he was breathing heavily.

Her pale, thin lips are now as pink and alluring as cherries, with faint traces of moisture visible on them.

"So sweet."

He smiled radiantly, licking his lips as if savoring the moment, his voice deep and alluring.

Jing Li glared at Fei Mo, a glance that was undeniably alluring.

"Do you still have the strength? Do you need me to carry you out?"

He raised an eyebrow and asked in a serious tone.

Their impeccably dressed appearance made it impossible to imagine that the two would be having an affair in such a cramped place.

"roll!"

Jing Li kicked him in annoyance.

"I'll go out first. If anything happens, remember to call me."

He chuckled softly, leaned down, and gently bit her earlobe. Fei Mo glanced at the number she had entered into her phone shortly afterward and gave her a word of advice.

Jing Li nodded lazily, indicating that he could leave.

"You heartless little thing, I must be crazy to starve myself to serve you."

After muttering something to himself, Fei Mo finally stepped out of the cubicle.

Jing Li lit a cigarette and slowly calmed her breathing.

After finishing her cigarette, she finally regained her strength, slowly stood up, and walked out of the men's restroom without looking to the side.

Fortunately, no man came in to urinate at that moment, otherwise I might have questioned my existence.

Why would a woman walk out of the men's restroom...?

Jing Li did not return to the ballroom, guessing in her mind that Cui Xueling should have already been stripped naked and thrown into the lounge by the socialites who admired Ran Nian and Xiao Qi.

She was curious how the irreversible factors would be reversed if she intervened again.

A wicked smile played on her lips as she quickened her pace toward the secluded garden.

"Huff... huff..."

Exhaling hot, heavy breaths, Luo Yichen walked unsteadily toward the lounge.

Damn it, he'd fallen for it; someone had put aphrodisiacs in his drink.

The medicine works very quickly, and the tingling, numb sensation is hard to ignore.

At the corner, someone bumped into him. Unlike the sweet perfumes women usually wear, the woman exuded a faint woody scent, somewhat cool, which made people feel calm and mysterious.

The smell was slightly familiar, and Luo Yichen felt the heat in his body subside a little. His eyes, reddened with desire, narrowed slightly as he looked at the person who had come.

"It's you?!"

The person who came was none other than Jing Li.

"Mr. Luo? Are you alright?"

With a slight frown, Jing Li asked.

The voice was different from the previous cool and clear tone; instead, it was somewhat hoarse, like hand-ground red bean paste, hoarse yet delicate, with a lazy feel like the morning after sex, making the listener's heart tighten.

"You smell so good..."

After a brief period of Qingming, a fierce storm swept in. Luo Yichen smelled the pleasant scent of sandalwood on her body and felt his blood surging.