The sky was ominously overcast, the dark clouds heavy with pent-up raindrops. It seemed as if the heavens had reached their limit, releasing a torrent of rain in the gusty winds.
After a busy day at the company, Ling Tianyuan was racing down the highway in his SSC vehicle.
In the midst of the misty rain, the road ahead was unclear.
At this moment, a woozy Mo Bei, drenched and disoriented from the alcohol, was staggering along the highway. Completely lost in her drunken state.
Suddenly, two glaring lights in the misty rain rooted Mo Bei to the spot.
Screech!
The jarring sound of friction echoed in the lonely night sky.
Quick to brake.
The figure in front of the car disappeared.
Damn it!
Ling Tianyuan frowned, got out of the car.
Unexpectedly, a disheveled and petite figure crawled up with difficulty from the front of the car, seizing Ling Tianyuan's collar unawares. "You almost killed me!"
With the smell of alcohol permeating the air, Ling Tianyuan frowned in annoyance. He disdainfully pried off the cold, small hand clutching his collar.
The girl in front of him, swept away by the rain, resembled a drowned rat.
Then, Mo Bei got close to him again, standing on tiptoes and tightly winding her arms around Ling Tianyuan's neck. She gazed at him through blurry, drunken eyes, emanating an unyielding resolve not to back down without a fight.
"What do you want?" Ling Tianyuan furrowed his brows.
"Don't tell me you're not going to apologize? Do you think just because you're handsome, you can get away with anything? Didn't your mother ever teach you to apologize when you do something wrong?" Mo Bei eyed the man before her, who was nothing short of a godly being. Those impassive eyes of his were staring right back at her from his exceptionally blissed-by-nature face.
Almost taking her life but with such an overpowering aura.
Apologize? Ling Tianyuan was starting to get impatient. He completely ignored Mo Bei's rant, pushed her away, opened the car door and pulled out a bundle of 100 yuan banknotes from his wallet, stuffing them into Mo Bei's hands: "All you wanted was money, right?" Ling Tianyuan coldly stated.
Seeing the bundle of Mao banknotes in her hand, Mo Bei felt her rage surging to her head.
What kind of attitude was that?
Did he think money can solve everything?
"Don't leave!" Mo Bei grabbed hold of Ling Tianyuan's clothes.
"Women had best not anger me." Ling Tianyuan warned icily.
"You're the annoying one!" Mo Bei stubbornly held onto Ling Tianyuan's hand and didn't let go.
A wave of anger began to spread across the man's handsome face.
Before Mo Bei had time to react, she found herself being lifted and harshly tossed onto the backseat of the car. A towering figure loomed over her, his handsome face just inches away from hers, his deep-set eyes full of rage.
"What...What are you trying to do? Are you intending to molest me?" Mo Bei hurriedly covered her chest.
A look of scorn undisguisedly flowed from Ling Tianyuan's eyes, mixed with a hint of anger: "With you? Woman, if you keep this act up, I swear, I'll throw you straight into the dump."
Ling Tianyuan's words were like a slap to Mo Bei.
His contempt, his disdain made Mo Bei's pride sink to the freezing point.
Perhaps this is how unappealing she is, no wonder Gao Wen would venture into Han Xiaoxiao's bed, Mo Bei's mind sparked with the unsightly scene again.
Pain began to spread boundlessly.
Mo Bei bit her lip, "I don't believe I, Mo Bei, am truly that terrible," a deep-seated sense of vengeance welled up within her.
Mo Bei seized hold of Ling Tianyuan's shirt collar, her eyes smoky, provocative, "What? Am I not enticing enough?" As she spoke, one arm wrapped tightly around Ling Tianyuan's neck, the other wandering ambiguously across the exquisite features of Ling Tianyuan's face.
Mo Bei, drenched to the skin, was like a bathing beauty.
A blush spread across her delicate skin, her cherry-colored lips parted slightly, with a faint, intoxicating fragrance wafting about, flirting with Ling Tianyuan's face.
Provocation, naked provocation.
Ling Tianyuan's breathing became rapid, and he grabbed Mo Bei's hand, "Woman, you’d better not play with fire, or else you’ll have me to deal with!"
"Haha, so what if I provoke you, are you scared?" teased Mo Bei, her eyes sparkling with challenge and provocation.
"Okay, very good!" Ling Tianyuan smirked and got up, slamming the car door ruthlessly.
He quickly started the car.
The car drove towards the nearest HaoYu Hotel.
Before she realised what had happened, Mo Bei found herself in a breathtakingly luxurious presidential suite.
Standing uneasily at the door, her mind reeling, Mo Bei realised she had gotten herself into serious trouble.
This man is not to be trifled with!
"Do you undress, or should I?" The man backed Mo Bei into a corner, his hands beginning to explore her body.
Mo Bei's heart pounded in her chest.
"This isn't fun at all. I... I want to leave." Saying this, she wriggled out from Ling Tianyuan's embrace, intending to dash towards the door at sprinting speed.
But she hadn't taken more than a few steps before she was lifted into the air and then solidly tossed onto the soft, large bed.
"You started the fire, you put it out." Ling Tianyuan's towering figure descended on her. For some reason, the girl's bashful appearance provided Ling Tianyuan a powerful sensual stimulation, and his lips began to trail up along Mo Bei's fragrant neck.
Mo Bei tried to push him away but found that she was unable to muster any strength due to the effects of alcohol.
Mo Bei closed her eyes, resigned to her fate, but the image of Gao Wen appeared before her.
"Gao Wen... Gao Wen..." Mo Bei murmured quietly.
"Buzzkill!" Ling Tianyuan heard the woman underneath him call out another man's name. What did he think he was, a stand-in?
Ling Tianyuan forcibly suppressed the fire in his body, got off the bed, buttoning up his shirt while coldly shouting at the impassive Mo Bei lying on the bed, "Get out, get out now."