1: Chapter 1 Who am I, clear?
1: Chapter 1 Who am I, clear?
Chi Yue had been happily drinking with a stranger just a mont ago; the next, she was led to an upstairs room.
She had drunk a bit too much and staggered along, her vision a blurry ss.
But she crashed precisely into the arms of the man on the sofa, groping blindly, “Not a bad figure.”
The man didn’t respond to her nor did he push her away.
Chi Yue smiled, emboldened.
She started saying things she wouldn’t normally say, “Feels really good, much better than my guy at ho.”
Fu Rongyin’s gaze suddenly turned icy, and he looked at her with a hint of chilliness, “Better than your guy at ho?”
Alcohol fogged Chi Yue’s mind; the voice seed familiar.
She nodded haphazardly, “That guy, he’s getting engaged tomorrow.
Why not, serve your sister tonight?”
Chi Yue’s hands were restless, but he pressed them down firmly.
The man tilted her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eyes, “See clearly, who am I?”
Chi Yue rubbed her eyes hard, and as the handso man’s features ca into focus, her expression gradually solidified.
“Fi…
Fifth Uncle?”
Fu Rongyin barely curled his lips, “Sobered up?”
Chi Yue: “…”
Using hands and feet, she stood up, unsure where to place herself.
After a mont, she rubbed her swollen temples, “How…
How did I end up here?”
“Do you an to ask why we are both here?”
Chi Yue nodded like pounding garlic.
The man leisurely straightened the shirt she had ssed, “Wasn’t it you who said life is short, and forcefully brought back to the room?”
At those words, a vein throbbed on Chi Yue’s forehead.
She tried to recall, only rembering that after getting drunk, she clung to a handso man and insisted on bringing him back to her room.
Looking at the infuriatingly handso face before her, Chi Yue’s bravado disappeared without a trace.
The man in front of her was Fu Rongyin, her ex-boyfriend Fu Rao’s Fifth Uncle, the youngest elite in City A and the technical backbone of the new energy developnt departnt at Fu Group.
During her ti with Fu Rao, she had seen Fu Rongyin a few tis, but always from a distance, never exchanging a single word.
Who would have thought that going out to drown her sorrows would lead to an entanglent with him?
Pinching her brow, Chi Yue said, “It’s all a misunderstanding.
If Fifth Uncle has nothing else, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Wait,” the man casually stepped in front of her, “I’ll have Fu Rao co pick you up.”
Chi Yue: “He’s getting married tomorrow; it’s not appropriate to call him now, is it?”
Fu Rongyin went silent for a mont, “I’ll take you.”
While Chi Yue hesitated over whether to let him take her, she was already being led to the car.
Her head still muddled, the car ca to a steady stop downstairs.
Chi Yue ca to her senses and thanked him before reaching for the car door.
The door wouldn’t open, Chi Yue looked at him, “Mr.
Fu?”
Fu Rongyin’s eyes were dark and unreadable, “Not calling Fifth Uncle anymore?”
Chi Yue: “…It doesn’t quite fit.”
Fu Rongyin glanced at her, opened the car door, and got out first, “I’ll escort you up.”
Chi Yue shivered inwardly, instinctively saying, “Mr.
Fu, are you planning to stay over tonight?”
Fu Rongyin: “Is there a problem with that?”
Chi Yue: “…”
The two went upstairs, entered without turning on the light, and Chi Yue was embraced into the bedroom.
…
When Chi Yue woke up, the sound of water from the bathroom suddenly stopped.
The man erged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his sturdy chest still dotted with droplets of water yet to be dried.
She averted her eyes from the scratches crisscrossing his body, “Mr.
Fu, we’re both adults.
I hope that once you walk out this door, you can forget this incident.”
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