Chen Xiaoru suddenly opened her eyes and felt a chill on her body. She looked down and saw a naked man on top of her, working hard with a heavy breath. She instinctively wanted to kick the man off.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

"Host, please calm down! The man on you is the target of your childbearing mission."

"System, what is going on?" Chen Xiaoru frowned, her face full of confusion.

"Host, the situation is urgent now. I will explain it in detail later." The system's voice also seemed a little hurried.

"System, system, don't go!" Chen Xiaoru shouted anxiously, but the only response she got was a suffocating silence.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the man on her body. Waves of hot air sprayed on her neck, bringing waves of numbness.

"Ouch! It hurts..." She couldn't help but scream out, and then she realized where she was.

The man stopped and gently kissed Chen Xiaoru's lips with a hint of comfort.

Chen Xiaoru's heart skipped a beat. Since this was the man she wanted to have children with, what was she waiting for? She quickly used the body fragrance pill. This thing was really good, it could make a man want to stop! On second thought, she decided to go all out and use the multiple pregnancy pill as well, trying to get it right the first time and save trouble later!

As the elixir gradually took effect, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous. Chen Xiaoru threw herself into the affair, no longer hesitating, letting her emotions run wild.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Xiaoru felt like she was being torn into pieces, and her bones were aching.

She collapsed on the bed like a puddle of mud, her head buzzing with the sound of the man's pile-driver-like movements and her own shameful cries...

She hugged the man tightly, her fingertips unconsciously wandering over his back, eventually embedding deeply into his firm muscles, leaving several bright red marks.

The man's low and heavy breathing echoed in her ears, carrying suppressed desire, hitting her eardrums and her heart.

Sweat intertwined, breath entangled, the room is charming, and the spring scenery is boundless.

I don’t know when, the sky outside the window has turned pale, the eastern sky has gradually become stained, and a faint red glow has quietly climbed up the sky.

The passion in the room gradually faded away, and Chu Tianche fell into a deep sleep with even breathing.

Chen Xiaoru struggled to stand up, trying to push away his arms that were still tightly locked around her waist, but it only pulled at her waist, and waves of soreness and weakness swept over her. She couldn't help but moan, "Hmm... This bastard is so cruel."

She bit her lower lip, wincing in pain, and forced herself to move, trying to break free from his iron-like arms.

She held onto the edge of the bed, her legs as limp as noodles, nearly collapsing on the ground. Her lower body ached, her back felt like it was broken. She knew just how brutal the battle had been last night. She gritted her teeth, picked up the wrinkled clothes on the floor, and put them on.

This damned man was so cruel! He's not even human! As she put on her clothes, she cursed Chu Tianche's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart.

After putting on her clothes, she glared fiercely at the culprit lying on the bed, then tiptoed out of the room like a thief.

"You damn system! You still know how to come out! You almost tricked me to death!"

Chen Xiaoru was so angry that her teeth were itching. She wanted to pull the system out and rub it on the ground. "Explain to me clearly what the hell is going on! Otherwise, I will never let you go!"

"Hey, host, don't be angry, I'm here!"

The system's nasty voice rang out in my mind, "Please be patient, please be patient. I will transfer the original owner's memories to you first. Please digest them first!"

After a moment of dizziness, Chen Xiaoru's mind flashed through a chaotic mess of images, like a movie playing. The original owner had the same name as her, also called Chen Xiaoru. She was 24 years old, a poor child, abandoned by her parents at a young age and raised in an orphanage.

Fortunately, the dean's mother was kind and treated her like her own daughter. The original owner was also very hardworking, rising from elementary school to adulthood, eventually gaining admission to a prestigious university and joining the Chu Group. After a long and arduous journey, she finally became the CEO's secretary. Tsk, tsk, it was truly not easy. At such a young age, she bought a 90-square-meter house in Shanghai, a city where every inch of land is expensive. With no car or mortgage, she lived a comfortable life.

Chen Xiaoru hailed a taxi on the roadside and returned to the original owner's home. Along the way, she was sorting out the chaotic memories in her mind.

The original owner was a workaholic without any emotions. She was always working overtime, and her social media was so clean that you could run a horse through it. Ha, such a boring woman deserves to be single!

Returning to the 90-square-meter house, Chen Xiaoru looked around. There were beige walls, dark brown wooden floors, a light gray fabric sofa in the living room, and several financial magazines neatly stacked on the coffee table. The furniture was simple and plain, but kept in good order, revealing the self-discipline and restraint of the original owner's life everywhere.

She walked into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and took a look. Oh my goodness, is this an insurance salesperson's wardrobe? Black, white, and gray, neatly arranged, as if copied and pasted, without a trace of girlish frivolity, it made her feel sleepy.

Chen Xiaoru curled her lips. The original owner was so miserable. She forced herself to become an emotionless work machine. It was such a waste of such good conditions!

She undressed and walked into the bathroom. Warm water poured from the showerhead onto her skin, washing away the fatigue and stickiness of the night and clearing away her chaotic thoughts.

The mirror was filled with mist, blurring the surface. She raised her hand to wipe away the fog, revealing a delicate face. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains, her eyes were like rippling autumn water, her skin was fair and delicate, like the finest mutton-fat jade, her full red lips were slightly upturned, with a hint of natural charm. She was completely different from the girl in her memory who always lowered her head, wore thick black-framed glasses, and had a haggard face.

Looking at the marks left on her body after last night's crazy night, Chen Xiaoru couldn't help but frown. On the skin reflected in the mirror, there were red marks scattered from the neck to the waist, some places even had a purple tinge. She reached out and gently touched those marks. The shocking marks made her curse under her breath:

"Fuck, what a beast."

In the steamy bathroom, she leaned against the sink and carefully examined the marks on her body in the mirror. If anyone saw these marks, she would not even have a chance to explain.

"System, give me a recovery pill quickly."

She gently rubbed the bruises on her shoulders, her tone somewhat helpless, "If these marks were seen by others, would they still ask me what I did last night?"

The system obediently used the recovery pill on Chen Xiaoru, and the marks on her body disappeared instantly.

After a shower, Chen Xiaoru changed into a set of cotton home clothes that had been washed pale by the original owner. The soft fabric clung to her body, making her feel a little relaxed. She walked into the living room and casually sat cross-legged on the sofa. The soft sofa sank slightly, and her body sank into the soft embrace. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and then she felt a sense of reality.