In City A, in the presidential suite of the most high-rise building in the center of the city, two people were making a mess on the spacious and soft bed.

　　When the pain felt like it was being torn apart, Wen Ya gradually regained her consciousness from her sleep.

　　"Who are you..." Wen Ya tried her best to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

　　His heavy breath lingered in front of Wen Ya, which was very strange and gave out a faint fascinating breath.

　　The pain from her body made Wen Ya's groggy head suddenly wake up. Was she dreaming now? But if she was dreaming, then why could she still feel the heart-wrenching pain?

　　"Let go of me!" Wen Ya tried to push the man away, but the man was like a monolith, pressing down on her and not moving at all.

　　In the dark, Wen Ya couldn't see the man's face at all. She could only feel his strong arms and strong chest.

　　"Where's Mu Cheng'an?"

　　Mu Cheng'an!

　　Wen Ya opened her mouth silently, wanting to call whose name it was, but in the end, all of it disappeared from the man's mouth.

　　One crazy night, one ravishing night. Although Wen Ya fainted because of pain, she could still feel that the man was still asking for more... She didn't know how long it had lasted, but when she woke up, the man had already disappeared.

　　The whole room was filled with a faint ambiguous atmosphere. She was so gentle and elegant as if she had been run over by a car. She was so painful that she could not even get up.

　　Looking at the dark red marks and bruises on her body, Wen Ya felt sick and tears welled up in her eyes. Last night...

　　"No! It's not true!" Wen Ya bit the corner of her mouth tightly, then got up from the bed and touched the ground regardless of the pain on her body. Because of her soft legs, she accidentally fell to the ground. But she quickly got up again, put on the clothes scattered on the ground in a mess, and left the room without looking back!

　　But Wen Ya didn't see that in another place, a man with a strong aura was looking at the screen in front of him. The screen was just able to see all Wen Ya's actions.

　　"Sir, don't you need to stop it?" The person standing next to the man asked.

　　"You don't have to do that." The man looked at the person on the screen with cold eyes, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

　　She was already in his hands. There was no way for her to escape.

　　...

　　Wen Ya stumbled out of the hotel room with a headache. She stood in the corridor, took out her mobile phone and called Mu Chengan.

　　It was supposed to be her fiancé, Mu Cheng'an, who should have spent the night with her. But why did he become that strange man?

　　When Wen Ya pressed the button, her hands were trembling. When the call was connected, she heard a familiar ringtone not far away... Although the sound was very shallow, Wen Ya could tell that it was Mu Cheng'an's cell phone!

　　Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, and her red and swollen eyes slowly looked at the room next to her. The number on the door was the number she booked last night. So was it true that she went to the wrong room last night?

　　Wen Ya lifted the corner of her mouth dryly, but found that she couldn't even put on a smile.

　　With her legs shivering, Wen Ya walked towards the room. There was no lock on the door, so she easily opened the door and went in.

　　However, when she entered and saw the similarly familiar scattered clothes, she was completely stunned.