Although Zhou Yancheng was only twenty-four years old, his position made him susceptible to many temptations.

He had always scoffed at humanity's primal impulses.

He doesn't believe in love at all, and has no interest in getting married.

He wouldn't have gotten a marriage certificate with Jiang Tian if he hadn't been forced into a corner.

In his plan, it would be perfect if the two of them were roommates for a while and then went their separate ways.

But on that very night, his first kiss was stolen by Jiang Tian.

He is lying on the floor right now.

He was forced to feel her soft, snow-white skin.

His lips were being licked.

With a small tongue and a faint smell of alcohol, Zhou Yancheng, who is usually most sensitive to smells, did not find it unpleasant.

He even tasted a hint of sweetness.

Jiang Tian had no idea how to kiss.

Zhou Yancheng understood this.

What she said about her past relationship with Chen Fenglie is true.

After a long while, Zhou Yancheng reached out and cupped Jiang Tian's face in his hands.

Jiang Tian looked at him with a puzzled expression, her eyes blank, and her rosy lips glistening with moisture.

Zhou Yancheng and she gazed at each other silently. Perhaps the aftereffects of the whiskey were too strong, making him, who hadn't been drinking, feel slightly tipsy.

The stubborn girl during the day, the tearful eyes that hinted at vulnerability, the cold hands, and now, the bewildered girl under the warm yellow light...

Zhou Yancheng wanted to know which one was the real her.

He sat up slightly, gently stroking Jiang Tian's soft lips. Even though he knew he was taking advantage of her, he still slowly held her head.

His deep, magnetic voice carried a subtle hint of coaxing.

"Sweetie, open your mouth..."

The next second, they conquered and seized territory, ruthlessly taking away the sweetness.

…………

Morning.

As soon as Zhou Yancheng opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Tian busy at work.

He sat up silently, looking at that slender figure from behind.

"You're awake?"

Jiang Tian wore a light-colored long dress today, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, revealing only her delicate, snow-white collarbone.

Very conservative.

Actually, she has a great figure, last night...

Zhou Yancheng's gaze deepened.

He looked at her: "Last night..." Let's just pretend nothing happened.

The momentary loss of control was crushed by reason and self-interest after rationality returned in the morning.

From any perspective, getting involved with Jiang Tian was not a wise choice for him.

It's trouble for both him and herself.

"Did I cause you trouble last night?" Jiang Tian looked guilty. "I'm sorry, I was so heartbroken yesterday that I chose to numb myself with alcohol... Actually, I have a very low alcohol tolerance, and I tend to black out when I'm drunk..."

She scratched her head and tentatively asked him, "I haven't done anything particularly strange, have I?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhou Yancheng's eyes churned with emotions several times after hearing her words, before finally returning to calm.

"No, but you didn't want to leave the living room, so I had to carry you there by force. I'm sorry."

Jiang Tian's face flushed red with embarrassment: "...Ah, I troubled you so much yesterday. I will never drink again."

"...It's nothing, just a small favor."

Zhou Yancheng sat up, turned around, and went into the bathroom.

He had originally planned to explain things to Jiang Tian, ​​but Jiang Tian had forgotten everything from last night.

To be honest, this is a good thing for him. As long as she forgets, he can pretend that nothing happened and the two of them are still strangers under the same roof.

But the sense of loss and heaviness surging in his chest reminded Zhou Yancheng that he didn't seem as relieved as he had imagined.

When he finished cleaning up and came out, he saw Jiang Tian holding the lunchbox that he had used last time, washed and put back.

She winked playfully: "Before I blacked out, I remember you were going to help me fix my phone. I didn't have any money, so I was planning to make you breakfast as a way of repaying you. You wouldn't refuse a poor guy like me, would you?"

Zhou Yancheng couldn't find a reason to refuse; her excuse was flawless.

He could only silently take his lunchbox and head out to work. But as soon as he stepped outside, Jiang Tian rushed up to him, stuffed a bag of warmed milk into his hand, and closed the door without saying a word.

Looking at the milk and lunchbox in his hand, Zhou Yancheng couldn't quite describe his feelings.

Fixing Jiang Tian's phone was easy; her friend readily agreed.

However, things weren't going so well for him at the company.

The small company he worked for always aimed to ostracize him, and he was not allowed to touch the company's resources or projects.

But today, as soon as he arrived, the leader smiled and said to him, "Zhou Yancheng, come here. There's something I need you to do."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yancheng keenly sensed that the other party's intentions were not good.

But he had to endure it.

A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan.

He followed the leader into the office, and the leader still had a friendly smile on his face.

He was a smiling tiger. Zhou Yancheng knew he was a loyal follower of Zhou Chenglai's group and didn't think he would say anything nice to him.

“Our company recently had a collaboration with Mr. Chen Fenglie. A while ago, at a dinner party, he mentioned you to me, saying that you are very capable and that I should give you a good promotion. I thought to myself, Mr. Chen has a good eye, and our thoughts coincide.”

Upon hearing the name Chen Fenglie, Zhou Yancheng almost immediately understood what the other party meant.

I was called to the office today after the incident at the Jiang family's house yesterday.

Don't make the other party's targeting too obvious.

"Just say what's on your mind."

It's normal for someone who loses in a family power struggle to be unsociable and keep everyone at arm's length.

The leader remained smiling, unaffected by his cold expression.

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