Hot…
His entire body blazed with scorching heat, as though he had plunged into a river of molten lava…
Luo Ningxi desperately wanted a moment of relief.
His firm chest pressed down against her, and she instinctively arched her waist to meet him, a murmur escaping her lips, "A-Nan… how could you forget me… I've missed you so much, love me…"
The man heard the name "A-Nan," and his long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
……
"Mm…"
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight streamed through the window and fell across the large hotel bed.
Luo Ningxi turned over and touched a scorching, burning chest—startled, she snapped her eyes open, and what met her gaze was a handsome face so perfect it was utterly flawless.
"Ah! Who are you? How did you end up in my bed? What did you do to me?"
Certain she wasn't dreaming, Luo Ningxi looked beneath the covers to find herself without a stitch of clothing, and let out a scream.
Li Bochen lounged lazily against the headboard, his gaze drifting over the skin she had left bare above the covers — littered with kiss marks that stirred the imagination, every last one left by him the night before……
"That should be my question to ask you." The man's voice was low and hoarse. "The moment I stepped out of the elevator last night, you threw yourself at me and started running your hands all over my body. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were absolutely starving for it."
Luo Ningxi burned with shame and fury—this damned bastard actually thought she was selling herself?
She wanted to slap him, but as she raised her hand, the quilt slipped downward, leaving her suddenly, inadvertently exposed.
She had no choice but to clutch the corner of the blanket and warn in a low voice, "I don't want a second person knowing about what happened last night. Once you walk out that door, we don't know each other. If you dare breathe a word of this outside, don't blame me for being rough with you!"
With that, Luo Ningxi picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and put them on.
Thinking of how her first time had been given to a complete stranger she didn't know at all, her eyes suddenly reddened…
She wiped away her tears in a fit of stubbornness, unwilling to reveal her helplessness and vulnerability.
Li Bochen watched her stubborn expression, his voice gradually softening. "Last night was an accident. If you're willing, I can marry you."
"Marriage?" The words sent a rush of blood straight to Luo Ningxi's head. She glared at him through reddened eyes, her voice thick with tears. "Wasn't sleeping with me once enough? Now you want a legitimate excuse to keep doing it?"
Isn't this the biggest joke of all!
Her reaction was beyond Li Bochen's expectations.
All these years, countless women had thrown themselves at him, and he had felt not the slightest interest in any of them. The one rare time he actually felt inclined to take responsibility for a woman — and she had the nerve to refuse?
Li Bochen put on his immaculate suit, reached into his pocket, and placed a gold-embossed business card on the bedside table.
"My phone number is on here — feel free to reach out anytime if you change your mind."
After the man left, Luo Ningxi submerged herself in the bathtub, scrubbing frantically at the red marks on her skin, feeling as though the world had gone utterly dark.
Last night, she had attended a banquet with her family. Her half-sister handed her a glass of wine, and after she drank it, she lost consciousness.
Her tolerance for alcohol wasn't particularly impressive, but she certainly wasn't the type to be floored by a single cup!
It must have been Luo Zhiqin who slipped something into the wine!
Half a year ago, her boyfriend of two years, Yu Chengnan, was in a car accident. When he woke up, he had not only lost his memories — he had also fallen in love with her older sister, Luo Zhiqin…
She tried countless methods to awaken his memories, yet in the end, every one of them failed.
She had nothing left now — her man, her family, all snatched away by Luo Zhiqin. Why did she still refuse to spare herself?
No, this matter cannot simply be left at that!
After finishing her shower, Luo Ningxi took a taxi back to the Luo family home.
The Luo family villa lay hushed in the early morning stillness.
Luo Ningxi was just about to enter the main hall when she heard a woman's scheming voice drifting out from within.
"Mom, what a shame about last night! That gigolo told me that even though he slept with Luo Ningxi, he didn't manage to film a video of them in bed… Otherwise, if we showed the video to Brother Chengnan, he would despise her even more…"
Then another cutting female voice rang out, "Good girl, don't worry—even without the video, Luo Ningxi won't be a problem for you and Chengnan anymore."
Luo Zhiqin was suspicious.
Jiang Jingya gave a contemptuous little laugh. "You remember Sheng Kai — the one at last night's cocktail party?"
"Sheng Kai? That perverted old wreck in his fifties? I heard he's already buried six wives, and now he's looking for a seventh..."