drop--
Sang Yuwan swiped the door to suite 3699 of the Grand Hotel.
Perhaps because she was in a bad mood, she, who usually has a good tolerance for alcohol, became drunk after just one glass of red wine.
She kicked off her high heels, which were rubbing against her feet, and stopped barefoot in the entryway, taking off her tight-fitting dress. Then, she began to remove her jewelry, tossing it aside as she walked.
This wine is really potent. The further she went, the drier she became, and the surging heat almost suffocated her.
The sound of rushing water could be faintly heard.
She paused for a moment, then staggered over. She pushed open the glass bathroom door forcefully and squinted.
Amidst the rising steam, the man was taking a shower. Upon seeing her enter, he immediately grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
She smiled gently at him. "Behave yourself..."
The man froze, his sharp features hardening with frost.
Looking at his strong, bulging muscles, her chest tightened even more, and she ripped off her anti-exposure nipple cover-up. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes flushed a seductive red. "So hot..."
Springtime light bursts forth, alluring yet seductive.
The man's eyes narrowed, and his Adam's apple bobbed silently.
Seeing that he remained silent, she smiled and walked over, slightly drunk, and hooked her arms around his neck.
"Xingzhi, is this the surprise you gave me?"
"What did you call me!" The man's deep, cold voice was like the ice and snow of midwinter.
She raised her chin, her brow furrowing slightly, as if she had thought for a moment. A smile played on her lips. She changed her mind.
"husband……"
"Sang Yuwan, take a good look at who I am!" The man stared at her, his expression sinister, his gaze as cold as a thin blade.
Her eyes were glazed over, and she smiled coquettishly, "You are my husband... Bo Xingzhi..."
The man's forehead veins bulged, and he grabbed her arm, about to pull her away.
Her face was pressed against his chest, and she whispered, "Xingzhi, we've been married for three months, and you haven't touched me yet..."
The man's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes becoming dark and unfathomable.
The limp, powerless woman entwined herself around him like vines, her warm breath making his heart clench, and a surge of desire welled up in her cold eyes.
"Sang Yuwan, I'll ask you one more time, who am I?"
"You are my husband..."
Whispering sounds amplified infinitely in the ambiguous, swirling mist.
The man's brow furrowed, and he gripped her slender waist with both hands, lowering his head to kiss her.
A burning passion, raging fiercely, spiraled out of control.
From the bathroom to the bedroom, countless ups and downs. Sang Yuwan felt as if she had died and been reborn, reborn and died again. In the enchanting tide of passion, she was adrift, unable to stop.
until--
The phone rang suddenly and urgently.
"Hello……"
After the frenzy, Sang Yuwan's voice was hoarse and tired.
"Madam, something has happened to Master Bo."
The caller was her assistant, Xiansi.
"What's wrong with him?"
Sang Yuwan felt as if she had been run over by a wheel; even lifting her hand slightly caused her excruciating pain. She never imagined that a romantic affair would be more exhausting than negotiating ten business deals.
"Master Bo...he..." the assistant stammered, hesitating to speak.
"Speak." Sang Yuwan's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she emphasized her tone.
"Master Bo is dead..."
"What did you say!"
Sang Yuwan sat up abruptly, her drowsy mind instantly clearing. Her heart pounded violently in her chest. Two pale, shimmering breasts swayed wildly.
"Bo Ye and Secretary Gu took too much aphrodisiac last night and indulged in excessive pleasure at Canglan Villa, resulting in their deaths."
Sang Yuwan was terrified when she heard this.
She couldn't process such explosive news for a moment. Her head was throbbing, and she interrupted breathlessly, "Stop talking."
Thud—
The phone fell from my ear.
"Bo Xingzhi and Gu Jingheng, they had an affair at the villa last night... then I..."
Sang Yuwan's mind went blank, and her ears were ringing. Suddenly, her heart clenched violently, and she looked down in panic at her side.
His downcast gaze revealed a handsome face that bore a striking resemblance to Bo Xingzhi.
She screamed, "Ah!!!"
With that cry, blood seeped from his throat. A metallic sweetness welled up in his throat, and a bewitching red stained the corner of his lips.
The man slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils like arrows, ruthless and cold.
Sang Yuwan trembled, clutching her heaving chest, and stammered, "You...you...who are you?"
A cruel smile curled at the corner of the man's lips, but he didn't answer. He got up and went to the bathroom.
Looking at his tall, bare back, Sang Yuwan looked somewhat distraught and pulled the blanket over herself tightly.
Last night, her husband, Bo Xingzhi, had his secretary deliver a room key, saying he had prepared a surprise for her.
Unexpectedly, what he gave her was not a surprise, but a heart-stopping experience.
She had been married into the Bo family for three months, and had only seen Bo Xingzhi a handful of times. They were busy with their own lives during the day, and even slept in separate rooms at night.
There was never any sexual intercourse between them. Not even a hug or a kiss.
She assumed he was too busy with work and lacked energy, which made him somewhat sexually indifferent. In reality, he married her only to cover up his homosexuality.
To put it simply...
She became a wife to a gay man.
Their marriage was nothing more than a marriage of convenience.
Now, Bo Xingzhi has died from excessive passion with a man. Once this news breaks, the Bo family, who have long held a prominent position in Jiangcheng, will surely be disgraced.
The Bo Group will face an unprecedented catastrophe.
As the president of the "Bo Group", she absolutely could not allow such a thing to happen.
It took a full ten minutes to recover.
Sang Yuwan finally recovered from the shock of her shattered worldview and, suppressing her anger, called her assistant.
"Completely seal off Canglan Manor and cut off all contact with the outside world. Everyone who knows the truth must immediately sign a confidentiality agreement. Also, find a trustworthy person to send Gu Jingheng away..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man pushed open the door and entered, carrying a paper bag of haute couture clothing.
His dark shirt was tailored to fit him perfectly, with the collar slightly open, revealing his collarbone beneath his fair neck. He was refined, yet possessed a venomous, aggressive quality.
Sang Yuwan hurriedly hung up the phone.
The man glanced at her, his eyes cold and distant. He put down the paper bag and turned to turn away.
"Wait a minute." Sang Yuwan called out to him, then took out a card from her wallet and handed it to him. "There's three million in this card as compensation. Just pretend last night never happened."
Upon hearing this, the man's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. "You think you can get rid of me with three million?"
Sang Yuwan gritted her teeth, took out her checkbook, signed her name, and said, "Fill in the amount you need."
A mocking smile appeared on the man's lips, his expression growing increasingly cold. "Mrs. Bo, what I want, you probably can't afford."
Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and her body trembled for a moment. "You know me?"
The man lowered his brow slightly and turned to leave.
Sang Yuwan's heart felt as if it were filled with cold lead, sinking little by little.
This man is very dangerous.
To avoid any further complications, he must keep quiet.
"Stop right there." Sang Yuwan stood up, still wrapped in the blanket. "Speak, what do you want?"
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