What happened between us?
"Hey, Mr. Zhang is here. I was just chatting with screenwriter Lin. Your projects are hitting one after another. We're all about to be sitting back and winning big."
Before Lin Zhen'er could get a direct answer from the crazy woman, the boss of the new drama's production company came over with a glass of red wine, smiling and congratulating the eldest daughter of the Jiang family on her birthday.
We'll have to deal with them a lot more often in the future. If they start making a scene in front of others now, it won't look good for anyone in the end.
Thinking of this, screenwriter Lin, who could only force a smile and keep up the pleasantries, reached for the wine handed to him by the waiter and downed it in one gulp. This General Manager Zhang was very talkative, spouting one polite remark after another, and everyone drank several glasses of wine before the scene finally came to an end.
Although the wine just now looked like the Sauternes wine she was used to drinking, it was very intoxicating. Feeling dizzy and unable to stand, screenwriter Lin turned around and looked around, but couldn't find her husband.
Helplessly, she leaned against a pillar for a while, feeling increasingly dizzy. She could barely see the ground, so she had to help the waiter into a nearby private room. She collapsed onto the sofa, raised her phone to send a message to Jin Yanzhi, but suddenly lost all her strength and fell into a deep sleep.
The person, wrapped in a blanket and fast asleep, had their phone screen frozen on the message they wanted to send to their husband. Jiang Chengjing, who just entered, wore her most genuine smile of the evening. She walked over, decisively turned off the lit screen, and turned to instruct her assistants, who were already prepared:
"Call everyone in, I need to go and take care of other things for a while."
The smug woman turned around, closed the door, and strode away.
Meanwhile, Jin Yanzhi, who was kneeling on a prayer mat in a Buddhist hall upstairs, offering incense to his brother who had passed away many years ago, was completely unaware that his wife, who had just been exchanging pleasantries with the film crew's investors from afar, had fallen into a huge trap.
Every year on the birthday of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, he would be invited into this room to burn incense. Every year, there would be three neat cakes on the table in this room. He and the birthday person would eat one piece, while Chengxu's piece would be left uneaten. It seemed that after a while, the boy holding the basketball would rush in from outside, just like before, and without washing his hands, he would scoop up a big piece of cream and put it in his mouth.
The birthday girl arrived a little late. Although everyone was already slightly drunk, she still brought out three glasses of red wine, saying that Yanzhi got married this year, but she would never see her younger brother grow up, so she wanted to have a drink to enjoy herself.
The man, whose heart was filled with worry for his wife, looked at that sobbing face and almost ran out of patience. He finished the wine in his glass with a hearty laugh, walked to his dearest friend's memorial tablet, and, as in previous years, picked out all the fruit from the cake for Chengxu, who used to love eating those.
She lowered her head and finished the cake on the plate in a few bites, then got up to go downstairs to find Lin Zhen'er.
Unfortunately, the drug in the wine took effect quickly and strongly. He had just gotten up to leave when he staggered several times and leaned against the door. Strangely, he hadn't drunk much today, and this amount was nothing to Mr. Jin on a normal day, but at this moment, his legs felt weak and his mouth was dry.
Even as Jiang Chengjing held his arm, and the strange, strong fragrance filled his nostrils, a burning sensation began to rise in his lower abdomen. No, it was medicine. This woman must have drugged him. The man shook his head frantically; he was now more worried about the guy downstairs.
"Yanzhi, if you've had too much to drink, don't rush back. Go lie down and rest next door. I'll take care of everything else."
The woman, who was perfectly dressed just moments ago, is now only wearing a close-fitting tank top. The two thin straps are tied into an exquisite bow, which is slowly being untied by her fingers, causing the fabric of her skirt to slide down.
"This is where Chengxu's ashes are kept. Get out of here!"
Enraged, Jin Yanzhi felt warm liquid trickling down his chin, but he had no time to care. If it weren't for the brief moment of clarity brought on by the stinging pain from biting his lip, he probably wouldn't have had the strength to push away that crazy woman and rush out.
The bodyguards guarding the door were so frightened when they saw the youngest tycoon of Pingyang rush out with blood all over his mouth and bloodshot eyes that they forgot the young lady's orders and obediently stepped aside, letting the man stumble forward and push open the doors on both sides of the corridor.
There was nothing in this room, nothing in this room, nothing in this room either. Rushing from upstairs to downstairs, he couldn't remember how many doors he had pushed open that night. Whether it was screams or shouts coming from inside, whether the atmosphere inside was quiet and empty or sweet and melodious, the anxious man had no time to care.
The moment he saw Lin Zhen'er, he felt his blood boil even more, and he was trembling with anger. In the corner of the private room, there were empty wine bottles scattered all over the floor, and several popular male actors were sitting around the sofa, singing loudly into microphones.
Squeezed between them was his unconscious wife. A man affectionately cradled her head in his hand, resting it on his shoulder. The fur shawl that had been draped over her fair shoulders when they entered had fallen to the ground.
Her face was flushed, and her lips were an unusual red, suggesting that she had been given the same drug as herself, and she was already trapped in a restless and uncomfortable dream.
"You're really asking for it!"
It wasn't until the wine bottle in his hand shattered into the faces of two men who rushed at him, and the man holding his wife was beaten bloody amidst the crowd's cries for help, that Jin Yanzhi, panting heavily, recognized the somewhat familiar face.
It was him, the actor who helped Jiang Chengjing set up the scheme, letting his wife ride back to the hotel in his car and get followed and photographed. Ever since I replaced him, this guy seemed to have vanished from the entertainment industry and the company, but now he's sitting here again, provoking me once more. It seems I was too soft-hearted and didn't handle things cleanly enough.
The woman, who was being held horizontally in his arms, breathed hot air onto his neck. Knowing he couldn't stay there any longer, he used his last bit of strength to rush out from the haphazardly lying people in the house and into the yard.
Xiao Xie, who had been waiting outside, seemed to have noticed something was wrong after not receiving any news from him for a long time. Surprisingly, she drove her car to the gate early and, seeing his disheveled appearance, pushed through the crowd of onlookers and rushed inside.
After finally getting back into the car, I heard the guy next to me breathing rapidly and vaguely asking for water.
Jin Yanzhi felt like crying. Earlier at the Jiang family, he was only focused on getting her out of there, and he didn't have time to think about anything else. The fear, panic, and heartache he felt at this moment overwhelmed his thoughts, giving rise to a lot of fear amidst the relief of surviving a disaster.
"This is fucking insane, it's fucking insane!"
This is Pingyang, this is the territory of the Jin family! Someone actually drugged you and your husband at your birthday banquet! The Jiang family is a prominent family both domestically and internationally, not to mention their in-laws, who are always in the news!
Jiang Chengjing has gone completely insane; I never imagined something like this could happen.
The driver, who had been his brother for many years, was now furious and had nowhere to vent his anger. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel twice, looking worriedly at the person wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, unable to suppress the curses escaping his lips.
The traffic outside the window rushed past, and the little dog, who had run to the front door, had already circled around to the car door and was happily scratching at it. The metallic taste in his mouth and his lover's pained groans completely drove this man, who had rarely lost his temper in his life, to the brink of madness.
"Yes, the Jiang family is finished this time."
He hurriedly carried his wife upstairs, fed her, and then ordered the medicine soup that had been prepared at home. He watched as his wife, writhing in bed because of the heat, twisted her skirt up to her waist, revealing her lace panties.
He swallowed hard, and several times he leaned over her, ready to undress her, but then he held back. Although they were husband and wife, taking the final step at this moment seemed like taking advantage of her vulnerability, which didn't fit his aloof style.
The bathtub was almost full. The man, reluctantly getting out of bed, clumsily imitated his wife's usual actions. He first opened the jar of dried flower petals and sprinkled some in, then opened the box and dropped in a ball. Watching the water slowly turn pink, he prepared to go back and bring his wife in for a bath.
"I'm so hot, Jin Yanzhi, turn the heating down a bit."
Before he could turn around, a warm body pressed against him from behind. Two round, soft mounds of flesh suddenly pressed against his bare back, and Lin Zhen'er's voice was full of irresistible charm and allure.
Before his spiky hair and everything else could calm down, the person who had climbed into the bathtub beckoned to him with a finger. Then, as their lips drew near, the person, with wet hair draped over their shoulders, suddenly licked his lips.
"Honey, did you hurt your lip?"
Unable to suppress his emotions any longer, Jin Yanzhi glanced at the scenery in the water, stepped one foot into the bathtub, and lowered himself, giving a hoarse command:
"Call me, then call me husband..."
Before Lin Zhen'er could utter her next soft cry, a domineering mouth sealed her throat, and the water in the bathtub had already overflowed onto the floor due to their intense entanglement. In her dream, the woman was repeatedly brought to the mountaintop, and could only cling tightly to the man's back to prevent herself from falling.
The joy in the clouds was boundless. After the bustling bathroom quieted down, the exhausted man carried his lover back to bed, collapsed, and passed out.
The next day, when she was woken up by her rumbling stomach, the woman felt sore all over as if she had been run over by a truck. When she came to her senses, she found herself lying naked in the man's arms, held tightly by his hands, and her mind suddenly went blank again.
Last night's memory was still lingering on the incredibly shameless face of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, yet her body was already back in her big bed at home. Looking out the window, it must be the next day now. She nervously turned her head and stared at President Jin's face, which clearly showed he was still unsatisfied, for a long time.
Suddenly, she struggled to climb out of that burning embrace, her voice filled with the panic and helplessness of a deserter:
"What happened between us last night?"
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