Chapter 2

The birthday party was held in a KTV in a high-end hotel.

Jiang Zhinian sat in the corner of the box, feeling a little restless. She was not used to such overly social occasions, but Feng Peipei was a friend she grew up with.

Although the two rarely play together, she still cherishes this friendship.

She took out her cell phone, checked the time, and decided to leave at 8:30.

"Hi, I haven't seen you before. Are you Penny's friend?" A boy with dyed silver hair sat next to Jiang Zhinian.

Penny is Feng Peipei's online name.

Jiang Zhinian was not good at talking to this type of boy, so he nodded awkwardly.

The boy is a small internet celebrity. The girls in his circle are usually like Feng Peipei, delicate, beautiful, passionate and bold.

This was the first time he had met someone with Jiang Zhinian's temperament, and he couldn't help but become interested.

"I haven't heard Penny mention you before. Let's add her on WeChat. Let's go out and play together next time there's an event."

He has a cool and handsome look and has a lot of fans online. I don’t know how many girls want to add him on WeChat.

But Jiang Zhinian remained unmoved and shook his head.

She instinctively feared anyone who was not from the same world as her.

The boy didn't get the girl's WeChat, but he still didn't give up. He was about to flirt with her a few more times when he was suddenly pulled away by someone.

"What are you doing? Nian Nian is my friend, stay away from her, do you hear me?" Feng Peipei, wearing a beautiful sequined dress, squeezed in between the boy and Jiang Zhinian.

"Nian Nian, ignore him, he's a scumbag."

The boy's trump card was revealed. He uttered a "Hey" and was about to speak when the door of the box was suddenly pushed open.

Shi Ye walked in wearing a simple gray coat.

"Oh my god, it's really Shi Ye. Pepe is so amazing that he can even win over such a beautiful girl."

"Who is it? Who is it? Is it some internet celebrity?"

"He's not an internet celebrity, he's a senior in our school, the idol of the medical school."

"He's so handsome, but he's studying medicine? I thought he was also from your art school."

Feng Peipei enjoyed the flattery around her and waved to Shi Ye.

Shi Ye glanced around and lingered at Feng Peipei for a while, but he didn't go over. Instead, he sat alone in the corner on the other side of the sofa.

Feng Peipei tutted her words and explained to the people around her, "We had a fight and are having the cold war with me. It's okay."

After saying that, she floated onto the stage like a butterfly and started singing.

In the dim box, Jiang Zhinian secretly glanced at Shi Ye in an empty corner.

…

Things started to go wrong when she went out to the bathroom and accidentally saw Pepe flirting with the silver-haired boy at the stairs.

"No way, you really found a poor student. Isn't he still studying?"

"What's it to you? Why, do you care about me?"

"What are you talking about? If I don't care about you, who else can I care about?"

"Tsk, aren't you interested in my bestie? You were flirting with her just now."

"Jealous?"

Jiang Zhinian didn't dare to listen anymore and hurried back to the box.

She looked down at her phone. It was just eight o'clock, and she only had half an hour left. She would then leave on the pretext of having morning self-study the next day.

After waiting for a while, Feng Peipei came in with the waiter and pushed a champagne cart.

She took the top glass of wine, walked over to Shi Ye, leaned over and whispered, "I know you want to leave. Drink this glass and you can leave."

Shi Ye didn't move.

"Why, are you afraid that I'll drug you?"

She took a clean wine glass from the side, poured half of the wine into herself, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"How's it going? Can you rest assured now?"

Shi Ye raised his eyes to look at her: "I hope you will do what you say."

He took the other glass and drank the rest of the wine.

Feng Peipei put two fingers on her lips with a seductive look and blew him a kiss.

On the other side, Jiang Zhinian refused the wine glass handed to her by the silver-haired boy.

"I can't drink."

She never drinks any drink handed to her by outsiders.

Feng Peipei saw it and immediately squeezed over, "What are you doing? I already told you this is my best friend. She's a good girl and never drinks. Stop trying to do anything bad to me, okay?"

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Zhinian: "Ignore him, I ordered you a glass of juice."

She took a glass of orange juice from the champagne cart and said, "Don't you like orange juice the most? I ordered this just for you. It's good for you."

Jiang Zhinian took a look at the orange juice, took it, but didn't drink it.

The silver-haired boy winked at Feng Peipei, who sneered and deliberately clinked her wine glass with Jiang Zhinian's.

"Niannian, you know me, I'm not good at talking and I have a bad temper. Thank you for your tolerance towards me over the years. Come, I'll toast you."

After saying that, he took a sip first.

Jiang Zhinian pursed his lips and took a sip of orange juice.

"Hey, your phone's ringing."

Jiang Zhinian took it out and looked at it. It was a call from Qin Yuming.

"Why aren't you answering the phone...Qin, Yu, Ming, who is that?" Feng Peipei leaned over to look at her screen. "Is your boss calling you?"

Jiang Zhinian shook his head, planning to wait for the call to end.

Feng Peipei suddenly sat up straight, repeated the name Qin Yuming, looked at Jiang Zhinian with disbelief, and said loudly, "Could this be the rich second-generation kid who's chasing you?"

Seeing that everyone around was looking at her, Jiang Zhinian quickly waved her hand and told her not to talk about this here. She didn't like others knowing her privacy.

Shi Ye glanced at the time, stood up and left. Feng Peipei hurried out to see him off.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Zhinian received a call from Feng Peipei, saying that she was in room 1302 upstairs. Shi Ye seemed drunk and couldn't leave, so she asked her to come up and help.

When Jiang Zhinian stood up, she felt a little chest tightness, but she thought it was because the box was too stuffy and didn't think much about it.

She took the elevator to room 1302 and rang the doorbell. Feng Peipei opened the door and waved at her.

"I just asked the waiter to get some hangover medicine, but it hasn't arrived yet. Can you come in and help keep an eye on him? I'll go get him."

Jiang Zhinian didn't think much about it, nodded and went into the room.

The room was dim, with only a floor lamp on.

She felt strange and fumbled with her fingers on the wall, trying to turn on the headlights, when Feng Peipei behind her suddenly spoke.

"By the way, Nian Nian, do you know who the father of your rich second-generation boyfriend is?"

The tone didn't sound like a question, but rather like he knew the answer.

Jiang Zhinian was stunned and shook his head.

"His last name is Qin. Haven't you searched it online?"

Jiang Zhinian didn't know what she should search for. Whether the other person's surname was Qin or not was none of her business.

Feng Peipei smiled: "You..."

She didn't say anything else, just turned around and went out, closing the door.

The door lock made a "click" sound, like a switch was turned on. Jiang Zhinian felt his heart suddenly beat faster and breathing became difficult.

This feeling is a bit like a sign that the inhibitor is failing.

But she had just received the inhibitor last month, which was effective for one year and shouldn't have expired so soon.

Her body began to heat up, and she supported herself on the wall with one hand, slowly relaxing.

A sweet orange scent gradually filled the air, the smell of her uncontrollable pheromones.

Oh no—Shi Ye is still in the room.