Chapter 3 Is this all you've got to seduce people...?
Yes, she was the one who provoked him first; she forcefully barged into his otherwise perfect and smooth life.
She caused the once refined and gentle nobleman to shed his disguise and become a complete madman.
Five years ago, on that chaotic night, in the brightly lit and bustling Huise Club.
Jiang Shiyuan was forced to drink by several students from other colleges. He leaned back on the sofa in the private room, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
She never comes to such decadent and extravagant places, but she has no choice but to come.
Just recently, during the development and construction of the western part of Wancheng, a complete burial complex was accidentally unearthed. After being identified by archaeologists, it was confirmed to be the tomb of the Liang King of the Feng Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago.
In addition to the excavation and preservation of the coffin chambers in the burial complex, a large number of cultural relics were also unearthed, including more than a hundred boxes of burial objects alone.
In response, the State Administration of Cultural Heritage urgently established a project team for the restoration of cultural relics from the Liangwang Tomb and convened top scholars from the Kyoto Museum and the Faculty of Museums and Cultural Heritage of Kyoto University to participate in the restoration. This can be considered a major event in the cultural relics community.
Jiang Shiyuan is a third-year student majoring in cultural relics and museology at Wancheng University, and is about to face the issue of finding a job after graduation.
Joining the Liangwang Tomb project team would greatly enhance her resume and give her the opportunity to work at the Wancheng Museum.
The project team only requested three students from Wancheng University, and two of them had already been pre-selected.
Zhou Shili's father is the head of the history department and was also responsible for recommending candidates for this project.
When Jiang Shiyuan persistently submitted his recommendation letter and stayed at the Zhou family's house day and night to request an internship, the department head did not budge, but Zhou Shili agreed.
If she accompanied him for a drink at the Huise Club, he would have his father give her the last spot on the project.
Jiang Shiyuan knew why.
She's beautiful; she's been strikingly beautiful since she was a child.
She had seen too many eyes light up at the sight of her, but this beauty was not a good thing for her.
Before leaving, she packed pepper spray in her bag and told her roommate to call the police if she didn't return to the dorm before midnight. However, she didn't expect to be knocked out by the other party before she got there.
She had a high alcohol tolerance, and her experiences from childhood had taught her to subtly flatter others, which is why she dared to agree to Zhou Shili's request to paint colors so easily.
But tonight, after only two or three drinks, she was already dizzy and disoriented. She then realized that Zhou Shili was much more dangerous and daring than she had imagined.
Jiang Shiyuan, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, forced herself to sit up from the sofa, hid the pepper spray in her coat pocket, and continued to smile apologetically.
"Senior, I've had too much to drink. I need to go to the restroom."
After saying that, he was about to leave.
The private room was sparsely populated with five or six male students from other departments. The air was thick with the unpleasant smell of smoke and alcohol, and laughter filled the room.
Jiang Shiyuan suppressed the nausea churning in her stomach and fled the private room as if escaping.
The chaos inside the private room was muffled into a low murmur, but Zhou Shili's gaze drew even closer.
Sensing the approaching person behind her, Jiang Shiyuan dragged her aching steps, trying her best to stay awake.
A teasing voice came from behind, "Junior, do you need me to help you up?"
The sound sent chills down Jiang Shiyuan's spine. Under the influence of the medication, he became somewhat more alert and quickly tried to walk downstairs.
Just then, Zhou Shili's classmate, who had also gone out to use the restroom, came upstairs and exchanged glances with Zhou Shili, forcing Jiang Shiyuan to quickly turn a corner and head upstairs.
The painted top floor is a VIP presidential suite, specially designed to accommodate distinguished guests. The security system is extremely tight, which might be helpful to me.
Seemingly sensing Jiang Shiyuan's motives, Zhou Shili's eyes, which had been leisurely staring at her, turned sinister. He called out to the classmate who was walking towards them, "Quickly grab her, don't let her get away!"
Jiang Shiyuan sprayed pepper spray hard at the male classmate who was chasing after her, and while he was struggling, she used almost all her strength to run upstairs.
Seeing this, Zhou Shili cursed under his breath and rushed to the elevator next to him, pressing the button hard. It was peak time for passengers, and he waited for a long time but the elevator did not come up, so he simply ran up the stairs.
After running up and down several flights of stairs, Jiang Shiyuan went around to the other side of the building and rushed into the elevator that was about to close. She pressed the button for the 88th floor and shrank into a corner. At this point, her legs were so weak that she could barely stand.
A few minutes later, the elevator reached the top floor.
The top-floor corridor was covered with thick carpets, making almost no sound when you stepped on them, as if you were walking on cotton. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead, growing heavier and heavier. The powerlessness of walking and the silence of the top floor made her consciousness almost drift into nothingness.
Just as she was about to faint, the sound of a door opening with a "beep" from the door of a room not far away seemed like a ray of redemption rushing into Jiang Shiyuan's world.
Ignoring the consequences, she mustered her strength and ran towards the room, only to crash into a patch of ebony and sandalwood incense...
Before she could apologize, Jiang Shiyuan opened the door and slipped inside.
"Don't bother looking... The Huo family is living on the top floor now, we can't afford to offend them."
Zhou Shili's resentful voice came from afar, making Jiang Shiyuan's heart pound.
She ran inside and started looking for the bathroom. The top-floor room was the presidential suite, which was very large and made her lose her way for a moment.
After successfully finding the bathroom, I immediately locked the door and turned on the tap to splash cold water on my flushed face, but the heat and unease in my body did not ease at all.
I simply sat on the ground, took out my phone from my coat pocket, and sent a message. It was only 10 p.m., and there was still a long time before midnight.
I'm fine now, no need to call the police.
She mustered her last bit of consciousness to send the message to the dormitory group chat, and then she didn't look at any more messages. Instead, she watched over and over again the video she had secretly recorded on her phone of Zhou Shili drugging her drink.
With it, she had a way to make Zhou Shili obey her.
Therefore, she cannot call 120 (emergency services), otherwise the doctor will definitely ask who administered the medication. If things escalate to the point of mutual destruction, she will have even less chance of obtaining her internship qualification.
Jiang Shiyuan curled up in the bathroom, hugging herself. After a short rest, her strength was restored, but a restlessness was becoming increasingly difficult for her to control.
Her consciousness fluctuated between clarity and confusion. She recalled the ebony and sandalwood fragrance that had mesmerized her, so she stood up, slowly opened the bathroom door, and began to examine the furnishings of the suite.
The exquisite and luxurious decor, and the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, made her feel like it was all too real.
She continued walking forward in a daze for a few more steps, her gaze drawn to a half-open carved wooden door.
A faint scent of sandalwood wafted from inside the door, mingling with a subtle aroma of tea, creating a serene and refreshing atmosphere.
Jiang Shiyuan's vision was a little blurry. She held onto the door frame, trying to keep her balance.
The tea room was dimly lit, with dark gold wall lamps casting a soft glow that illuminated the tall, slender figure in front of the tea table.
The handsome man sat upright, his white shirt embroidered with gold bamboo leaves, his broad shoulders flowing smoothly, and his cuffs casually rolled up, revealing a section of pale wrist.
His fingers were long and slender, and he was slowly turning a celadon teacup, which looked incredibly precious.
Jiang Shiyuan didn't know why she felt suffocated for a moment. The scene was supposed to be aloof and otherworldly, but it made her body feel increasingly hot.
"Hello......"
The moment the sound came out, it startled him; his voice was now completely hoarse.
He must have heard Jiang Shiyuan's voice to turn around, his gaze falling on her with a hint of scrutiny and indifference: "Do you need me to call the police for you?"
Jiang Shiyuan shook her head, but walked closer to him. "Can you help me, sir?"
The man's eyes held a distant smile as he slowly placed the teacup in his hand on the golden nanmu tea table.
"Of course, I can call the police for you."
Jiang Shiyuan didn't know where she got the courage, but she ran a few steps and threw herself into his arms.
The cool scent of sandalwood enveloped her body, but it did nothing to lower her temperature.
The man didn't push her away, but his voice was cold: "I'm not interested in this kind of thing. Miss, you've come to the wrong person."
Jiang Shiyuan's hearing seemed to be weakened, and all her senses were concentrated on the physical contact. However, since it was the first time she had been in such close contact with a member of the opposite sex, Jiang Shiyuan did not know where to start. She just felt that after touching the other person's body, it was like a long-awaited rain after a drought, and she wanted to stick to him and never let go.
The man felt the soft and delicate body in his arms, and the hot, thick breath brushed against his neck, making him feel slightly numb.
He frowned, somewhat displeased, and looked down to see those lustful, clear eyes, now slightly misty, making them look pitiful.
He suddenly smiled. "Do you know what you're doing?"
Jiang Shiyuan nodded. "I know."
"If you won't let me call the police, then let the doctor help you, okay?"
Jiang Shiyuan continued to shake her head.
"Looks like she's coming for me. Is that all she's good at seducing people?"
Jiang Shiyuan shuddered, but her physical desires still overcame the last shred of her composure.
Her soft lips pressed against her cool skin, a sensation so comforting she almost fainted.
Seeing that the other party did not resist, he became even bolder.
Only after the other person let out a restrained groan, picked her up, and carried her into the bedroom did Jiang Shiyuan begin to feel a little scared.
But she was still not clear-headed. All she knew was that she went from being proactive to being forced to endure it, and the thin layer of sweat on her body would dry up and then rise again.
Struggling yet happy.
It let out a series of satisfied whimpers.
She was the first to wake up. The room was filled with an ambiguous and decadent atmosphere. Her clothes were scattered from the bed to the floor, and there were many knotted condoms in the trash can by the bedside. Everything told her how crazy what had just happened was.
Her mind was still a little foggy, but she was much clearer than before.
Jiang Shiyuan sat up, the blanket slipped off with the movement, and just as she was about to get out of bed, a large hand grabbed her slender waist from behind.
It was unclear whether the man behind her was awake or not; she only heard a faint, indistinct voice: "So soft..."
Jiang Shiyuan's ears turned red again, her back stiffened, and she dared not move again.
Once there was no more movement behind him, he dressed quickly and ran out without a second thought.
Jiang Shiyuan pulled herself out of her memories from five years ago, looked into Huo Lan's almost crazed eyes, and bit her lower lip hard.
"What, you finally remembered?"
Huo Lan turned her head so that she had no room to escape.
Do you know why I took you that night?
"Because of the first time I saw you..."
His hot breath hit my ear, almost drilling into my body through my ear canal.
"I've decided to lock you up."
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