The Abandoned Heroine

Synopsis: This is a story with a touch of mystery. The author is indulging in their own wild XP, featuring cyclical loops and accumulating affection.

The entire story is in first-person persp...

Lin Jindong

Lin Jindong

Room

I cautiously observed the people around me.

I vaguely remember him wearing a wristwatch. He was holding my thigh, and the coldness of his grip was like a snake, sending chills down my spine. And then? I tried desperately to recall. The man wasn't wearing a tie, because my fingers, struggling wildly, touched his Adam's apple…

I walked to a corner of the banquet hall and crossed my arms. Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine; I had a feeling that someone was watching me.

The power outage just now has made me paranoid and terrified. I just want to find Ye Fenglin as soon as possible; at least he's my nominal boyfriend, and with him around, no one can openly harm me.

Ye Fenglin and his father were near the floor-to-ceiling window, where there were few people.

Judging from his expression, Ye's father was extremely angry with Ye Fenglin.

"That kind of girl, you can just play around with her and be done with it. Are you really planning to bring her home?" Mr. Ye was furious, but because everyone around him was someone he knew from the upper class, he kept his voice low. "Alright, give her some money and get rid of her quickly. If she keeps bothering you, threaten her that our family will no longer take care of that male college student."

Ye Fenglin frowned: "I told you, I'm serious about her. I want to marry her and take care of her for the rest of my life."

"Have you forgotten that you said the same thing before? Back then, it was still Zhi'en, and you wanted to marry her too." Father Ye raised an eyebrow. "Son, I know you just didn't want to lose to Xie Yong, so you were always competing with him. How could you have ever liked her?"

When Ye Fenglin heard his father say this, his eyes, which had always been smiling and seemed very warm, turned dark and deep, even somewhat cold.

"You know I don't want to lose to him, yet you expect me to bow down to him every time?" Ye Fenglin simply suppressed his smile, but his aura was still imposing enough.

Mr. Ye paused for a moment, probably frightened by his son's indifferent expression. He said, "Xie Yong is the future mayor, and he may go even further than his father. There's no harm in dealing with someone like him."

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"...Ye Fenglin!" Ye's father opened his mouth, and his voice grew louder. This angry rebuke attracted the attention of many people around. He coughed a few times, took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray, and resumed his usual elegant and refined demeanor as a top lawyer.

Beside them appeared a woman wearing a black satin dress who bore a striking resemblance to Xie Yong, as well as Ye's mother.

Compared to Ye's mother's obviously powerful businesswoman attire, this woman was clearly more gentle and elegant. She wore a simple set of jewelry around her neck and earlobes, and was very well-maintained. Xie's mother smiled at Ye's mother and said, "I heard that the governor will also be coming tonight. Xiao Yong and his daughter are classmates, and I was just worried that they wouldn't have a chance to have a good chat in private."

"You're so thoughtful, but it's such a pity about Zhi'en." Ye's mother felt quite regretful. "Zhi'en and Xiao Yong grew up together since they were little, they should have been a couple."

“Our family is so ordinary, how could we compete with Young Master Jiang? But Zhi’en has a good relationship with the young masters. Even if they can’t be husband and wife, they can help each other in the future.” Mother Xie said politely, showing great support for her host.

While they were chatting, they returned to Ye's father and Ye Fenglin's side, showing that the Ye family and the Xie family had a very good relationship.

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Mother Xie smiled gently, but her eyes betrayed a sharp and domineering edge, a natural sense of pressure. "I heard that Ye Zi and Xiao Yong have been arguing fiercely over a little girl lately?"

Her words were clearly directed at someone and meant to be a warning.

Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye exchanged a glance.

Ye's mother said, "They're all young people. That girl is very pretty. Ye Zi and Xiao Yong haven't met her before. They're just playing around. Don't worry, there's a good young man at Old Ye's law firm. Introducing him to that girl would be perfect. It won't affect Ye Zi and Xiao Yong's relationship."

She quickly added, "Our Yezi is good at everything she does, she doesn't need her parents' help, and she will definitely be Xiao Yong's best helper in the future."

Ye Fenglin's face was gloomy, and his composure made him hold back from losing his temper in front of Xie's mother.

Only then was Xie's mother satisfied. She gently praised, "Ye Zi is naturally smart, and Xiao Yong can't do without a friend like her. You should deal with that little girl as soon as possible. You could give her to Jin Dong; he's young, has a great career, and a girl like her would be perfect for him."

They were clearly a group of impeccably dressed, extremely elegant upper-class people. Yet they completely disregarded someone like me from a humble background, and arbitrarily decided everything about me with just a few words.

My heart was pounding, and fear and dread made me unsure of what to do. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, I quietly backed away. Just as I was about to turn around, I suddenly bumped into the man in front of me. I remembered what had happened during the power outage and instinctively wanted to scream, but the man grabbed my hand and led me to a corner behind the French windows where no one would be watching.

"What are you yelling for? Are you afraid of me?" Lin Jindong looked down at me with a cold face.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes concealing the emotions within, but his gaze remained sharp, though not as effortless as Hirai's; a chilling aura emanated from him.

“No…” I stepped back a little, and when I saw his wristwatch and his exposed neck, my eyes widened instantly and my heart started racing.

Was it him? I wasn't sure. It was so dark, and I was terrified. In my panic and fear, I couldn't be sure who that person was.

Lin Jindong laughed, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm: "It seems the Ye family doesn't take you seriously."

He was incredibly aggressive tonight, making no attempt to hide it. He stared intently at me, and I sensed his volatile temper. His handsome features also carried a strong sense of aggression. He was crazy, and I didn't dare to provoke him, so I just lowered my head and remained silent.

"Do you think Ye Fenglin really likes you?" Lin Jindong came close to my ear, speaking in a whisper, but in this environment, I heard it very clearly, and my body trembled.

"...I'm just playing with you. I'll throw you away when I'm tired of you."

Lin Jindong's dark eyes were calm, but his words were filled with deep hostility and malice.

I wanted to leave, but my keen intuition suddenly caught a glimpse of something amiss. Jiang Zhao's personality… would he really allow me to remain in his presence for so long without him reacting?

My heart was racing, but I forced myself to calm down. No matter what, I should be with a man right now, whoever he is.

“You, aren’t you the same?” I said slowly.

"What?" Lin Jindong raised an eyebrow.

"Nobody cares about you, no matter how well you pretend... Only your sister is the heir to the Lin family." I said this slowly, but with a strong sense of provocation.

Lin Jindong's narrowed eyes revealed a hint of danger. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and I grabbed his collar. In fact, Lin Jindong could have refused, but he followed my force, bent down, and moved closer to me. The safe distance between us suddenly became dangerous.

Thinking back... my eyelashes fluttered slightly, and I remembered some classes I had taken on how to seduce men. Although I wasn't sure if they would work on Lin Jindong, I wanted to get close to him tonight, so this was the only way.

My lips gently brushed against the corner of his lips.

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Their breaths were almost touching. Lin Jindong's Adam's apple bobbed with a dry, hoarse sound. He took the initiative, bringing his thin lips closer, his breath carrying a very faint scent of alcohol.

But I gently stepped back.

“You…like me,” I said to him. Looking into his sharply defined, handsome face, my fingertips lingered on his cheek. My pale pink nails and tanned skin exuded an indescribable charisma.

"What makes you think I should like you?" Lin Jindong narrowed his eyes, his tone revealing an aggressive edge.

I pursed my lips slightly, and with my other hand, I boldly greeted Kobayashi Kintoshi, whose trousers were practically spilling out of his chest. He opened his hand and grabbed my neck, saying, "You dare touch me."

"...Then let me go, and in the future...don't secretly kiss me when no one is around." I raised myself slightly and gently pressed against him, my soft breasts close to his strong chest. I looked up at him, feeling very pitiful.

He suddenly gripped my waist tightly and pressed down on me. Before I could back away, I was met with a barrage of wild kisses.

"Hmm..." My hand weakly pressed against the edge of the French windows. The lights in the entire banquet hall began to dim slowly. The host came on stage to introduce the program for tonight's charity gala. Applause rang out continuously, and no one noticed us in the corner.

No, although it was dimly lit and I couldn't see clearly, a cold gaze that almost made me shiver was staring straight at me. I didn't dare turn around at all, and I knew who it was. I hugged Lin Jindong tightly, took out the room key that the hotel staff had given me, and shoved it into Lin Jindong's chest.

"Not pretending to be innocent anymore?" Lin Jindong was standing too close to me. He nodded slightly, and his soft voice made my whole body tremble.

"..." My heart skipped a beat. I gritted my teeth, looked up, and said, "You're not going because you're afraid you'll still be a boy?"

He chuckled softly, his voice carrying an barely suppressed chill, and then he put his arm around my waist.

You'll find out soon enough.

I knew he had taken the bait, and I breathed a slight sigh of relief. He led me away from the banquet hall, and no one would notice that the adopted son of the Lin family had gotten together with a female companion of Young Master Ye, who had no official status whatsoever. I lowered my head, took the elevator, and went all the way to the presidential suite on the top floor.

The door closed.

The lively sounds that had been lingering in my ears just minutes ago had disappeared. This hotel is located in the heart of the Empire State, where land is extremely valuable. The view outside the window is excellent, with heavy snow falling sharply, making it look cold and gloomy. However, the temperature inside is just right, and my body is even starting to feel slightly warm.

And so... I'll just stay with him until the snow stops. Lin Jindong hugged me, lifted my arm, and as his hand roughly caressed me, I sensed something subtly off. Lin Jindong's watch seemed different from what I was feeling.

I lowered my head slightly and saw his large black Patek Philippe crown on the right side.

He wore it on his left wrist; Lin Jindong was right-handed. The man who brazenly assaulted me in the darkness, however, wore his watch on his right wrist—his non-dominant hand, a typical characteristic of a left-handed person.

My body suddenly felt cold. I hesitated before responding to Lin Jindong's kiss. Not him? Who was it? Fear and desire mingled within me. Lin Jindong was definitely not the clueless Ye Fenglin. He held me in his lap, simply embracing me. My mind was blank; I only knew I seemed to be getting carried away, losing control of the situation.

"..." In the dimly lit room, the phone screen was half-lit and half-dark.

He made me sit next to him, his shirt open, revealing his long neck and well-defined chest muscles; an overwhelming aura of hormones emanated from him.

Seeing the phone light up, Lin Jindong stretched out his arm and took it. I watched him nervously. Lin Jindong's lips were slightly pursed, and a sense of displeasure was slowly growing in his eyes.

"Big brother? Where are you? Dad and Mom are looking for you. Are you still coming to the auction later?" Lin Zhi'en asked calmly.

He hummed in agreement. "Go."

I quickly hugged him tightly.

He reached out and stroked my long hair. "Don't you want me to leave?"

I nodded vigorously. I saw that the wind and snow outside the window showed no signs of stopping, and I didn't dare to leave his side for even a moment. It was dark around us, and I couldn't see his eyes clearly, but I knew he was staring at me. He hesitated for a moment, and then his phone rang again.

It was clear that Lin Zhi'en was anxious. Lin Jindong raised his hand and held my chin, his calloused fingers caressing my lips. "Fifteen minutes."

"Um?"

"I'll be back in fifteen minutes, I promise." He slowly pushed me away. "I'll come back and play with you again."

I only nodded slowly after receiving his assurance. Watching him leave, I was left alone in the huge suite, and I became even more frightened. I simply turned on all the lights in the room and hid under the covers in the bedroom.

The night was deep and the room was eerily quiet. I felt increasingly suffocated and uncomfortable, so I secretly peeked out. I didn't know when, but all the lights in the suite had gone out. It seemed that there was another problem with the circuit. Outside the window, the wind was howling with a huge blizzard, which made me shudder.

How much time has passed? I suddenly woke up with a start, and I instinctively tried to grab my phone back, only to find that it had long since run out of battery and shut down.

Suddenly, I felt an unusual heaviness in my body. My hearing was amplified infinitely in the darkness. I opened my eyes and looked at the boundless blackness above me, feeling completely lost.

I couldn't wait any longer. I got out of bed, trembling. I tried calling the hotel, but the internal phone was always disconnected.

My whole body tensed up, and the darkness deepened my fear and unease. I trembled as I walked to the living room outside the bedroom. It was still pitch black, with only the emergency light flickering dimly, creating a somber and eerie atmosphere.

"Knock knock knock." A knocking sound startled me so much that I almost collapsed to the ground. A huge sense of panic welled up from the bottom of my heart, making me tremble with fear.

"Hello, we are hotel staff. There is a problem with the electrical circuit in your room, and we need to check it for you."

Outside the door, a waiter, trained by the hotel and maintaining a uniform and polite tone, spoke to me. I felt my tense emotions ease slightly. I got up and was about to open the door when a warm breath brushed against my skin from behind. Soon, a pair of slender fingers pressed down on my hand that was about to open the door.

"No need, I've already rested."

The man's voice was extremely cold, sounding ruthless, indifferent, and arrogant. You couldn't tell from his tone that my body was being crushed by him from behind, that he was raping me, and that he was choking me.

Outside the door, the staff didn't think much of it.

All I heard was their polite apology to us, "Guests, the snow is so heavy that it won't be completely clear until early morning. If you need to change rooms, please come to the 65th floor to find us."

The man didn't answer, but asked me in a cold and angry voice, "You can't live without a man, can you?"

I frantically twisted my body, but the grip on my neck only tightened. I lowered my head and bit his hand hard, using almost all my strength. Blood flowed down Jiang Zhao's hand, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He tightened his grip, the pressure on me remaining the same, and blood dripped down my face.

Jiang Zhao's voice immediately lowered, "This is the second time you've defied me today. You're asking for death."

"Brother, don't scare Xiao Fu." The voice, seemingly coming from the sofa, was emotionless but still elegant and refined.

There were two people in the room.