In the dim light, Wan Ge was embraced and kissed by a man reeking of alcohol.

The other person was completely drunk after just one drink, while she showed no signs of intoxication at all. So everything she was doing now was with her consent.

It was probably only when the other person was drunk that Wan Ge could not hide the deep affection in her eyes.

…

When Wan Ge transmigrated to this world, she was nineteen years old. However, due to a system transmission error, all of Wan Ge's memories were sealed, and she completely identified herself as the original owner of the body.

It was around that time that she fell in love with Yan Jue at first sight. He was her father's business partner, and it was only because of his opinions in her father's company that she couldn't stop thinking about him.

After getting to know him, she discovered he was a philandering, womanizing man. The women around him were all the kind who were fickle or could be bought off with money. They would never want to have any entanglement with him, much less someone who genuinely liked him.

So later on, Wan Ge also played the role of a "scumbag woman," changing men like she changed clothes.

But in reality, she never even held hands with those men, let alone interacted with them on the surface.

…

The singer gently touched his face; his skin was delicate, his features deep, like a porcelain doll. How could someone so handsome, with such a gentle appearance, be portrayed as a philanderer?

However, she only found out today that Yan Jue was someone who would get drunk after just one drink. Now that he was in her hands, she shouldn't blame her for being impolite.

Wan Ge cupped his cheeks and kissed him. He responded obediently, but his movements were strangely awkward. Was it because he was drunk?

As he let her breathe freely, Yan Jue's squinting eyes slightly opened, but he was still drunk and completely dazed. He only smiled when he saw her: "Wan Ge, it's you..."

After saying that, Yan Jue buried his head in her neck again, hugging her tightly: "You smell so good..."

"Evening Song..."

"Hmm?" Wange gently touched his head and responded to him.

"Could you... not like someone else?" Before Yan Jue could finish his sentence, he lay down on her and fell asleep again.

"What?" Wan Ge noticed that the other person had stopped moving, so she simply took the person away.

…

Inside the room, Wan Ge changed the blood-stained sheets and lay down next to him again.

She couldn't help but stroke his cheek: "Yan Jue, I'm despicable, I only want you."

Finally, she pressed her fingertip against his lips and said, "I really, really like you."

Wan Ge kissed him, then held him and fell asleep.

…

…

Yan Jue opened his eyes, looked at the completely unfamiliar place, and realized that he was naked and holding someone. His face darkened instantly.

Drinking leads to trouble, he actually did it!

Just then, he felt a movement in his arms, and a delicate and beautiful face came into view.

Yan Jue's fingers tightened involuntarily; it was her.

"What's wrong?" For a moment, Wan Ge felt inexplicably cold, so she woke up groggily.

"Miss Gao, you're awake." Yan Jue smiled, seemingly back to her indifferent self.

Wan Ge was completely devoid of the confusion and cuteness she had when she first woke up: "President Yan, hi, what a coincidence."

Yan Jue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Indeed, it's a coincidence."

After saying that, Yan Jue lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I was drunk yesterday, and I don't know if I took liberties with Miss Gao, or if Miss Gao threw herself at me."