"Ugh..."

Ansheng and the boss came to Jingcheng City for a business trip and had a meeting for a day. After the meeting, they had dinner with the customers. The eight customers seemed to have discussed it and grabbed her and poured her wine.

Ansheng didn't have a good capacity for liquor. After two rounds, he covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

"Boss, Miss An has entered the male bathroom."

In the private room next door, a low voice sounded.

The man with half of his face hidden in the shadows nodded. He put out the cigarette on his finger, got up, and strode to the bathroom.

In the men's bathroom, An Sheng was lying in front of the sink, vomiting.

The door was opened and half-closed. When the man came in, he stood two or three meters away from her and began to relieve her.

Standing in front of the toilet, the man was tall and straight like jade. He held a cigarette in his hand.

Green smoke swirled in the air. An Sheng's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

After spitting out the last thing in his stomach, Ansheng scooped up a handful of water to take a sip and washed his face.

When she was about to leave, she heard the sound of water splashing beside her.

Ansheng was curious. In a daze, she tilted her head to look. With just a glance, she was completely stunned.

"Yun Sheng..."

Anran murmured in a low voice, and her eyes were full of shock.

The man glanced at An Sheng indifferently. His eyes were still as cold as frost, and he put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray on the sink.

The man ignored her and went straight to his long legs, ready to leave.

Seeing that the man was about to leave, An Sheng rushed over in a panic, threw himself into the man's arms, and looked up at him.

With infinite sincerity in his eyes, he held the man's handsome face with trembling hands and begged, "Yunsheng, I'm Ansheng, I'm Ansheng. You're not dead, and you're still alive. Are you looking for me?"

Staring at An Sheng, the man's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his sexy thin lips were pressed into a sharp straight line.

Just as he was about to push An Sheng away, An Sheng stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's tightly pursed lips with two delicate red lips...

This face, which he had once dreamed of, was so familiar, but the scene of broken up that day was rooted in his mind.

This was a woman who had betrayed him. He reminded himself.

In an instant, disgust and hatred surged up at the same time.

The next second, he directly raised his hand and pushed An Sheng away.

"Ah!" The back of An Sheng's waist hit the sink, and he cried out in pain.

But she found that the man was about to leave again. Unwilling to give up, she pounced on him again and held him tightly with her arms.

Tears welled up in her eyes. "Yun Sheng, please, don't leave me. Please..."

As he spoke, Ansheng kissed his lips again.

The soft and familiar touch, as well as the strong smell of wine between Ansheng's lips and teeth, strongly stimulated the man's brain.

He wanted to push An Sheng away, but his body was out of his control and reacted quickly.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the man's dark eyes suddenly sank.

He raised his hand and grabbed An Sheng's slender waist. With a few agile turns, he pressed her against the wall, turning her passive into active.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a sign that was " cleaning" beside his feet. He kicked it out of the door without hesitation.

With a turn of his foot, he closed the door of the bathroom and locked it.

At that time, his four thin lips were entangled together as if they were in full swing. The memories in the depths of his body made him look like a lost beast.

Without any pity, she tore apart An Sheng's skirt and forcefully took possession of it...

The next morning, it was dawn.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, the man was dressed neatly and standing in front of the bed. He was dressed in a black hand-made suit, which made him look particularly noble.

On the big European bed, An Sheng was still sleeping soundly. The man's deep eyebrows seemed to be frozen, overflowing with bone-chilling coldness.

"Ansheng, it's been six years. You owe me something. You should slowly pay it back."

...

My head hurts!

Ansheng woke up and looked at the crystal chandelier above her head. The scenes from last night were clearly replaying in her mind.

"Yun Sheng!"

Mu Yunsheng!

An Sheng suddenly sat up on the bed as if he had been struck by lightning.

How could that man be Mu Yunxing? Mu Yunxing was dead!

Six years ago, she saw with her own eyes that Mu Yunxin was lying on the operating table and no longer breathing. She saw with her own eyes that he was buried.

"So she mistook me for someone else and even fell in love with me for a whole night?"

Ignoring the fact that he didn't wear anything, An Sheng got out of bed and began to search for the man's figure in the room.

However, other than her, there was no one else in the big suite.

Closing his eyes, An Sheng forced himself to calm down and tried hard to recall the man's appearance last night.

However, her memories told her that the man last night had the exact same skin and figure as Mu Yunsheng.

Could it be that everything was her illusion?!

When An Sheng was confused, the phone next to the pillow suddenly rang. It was her husband, Yan Zhanhong.

She had been married to Yan Zhanhong for a year. In this year, Yan Zhanhong had never taken the initiative to call her.

It was so early in the morning that he had taken the initiative to look for her. Could it be that he had discovered her...

Thinking of this, she suddenly shivered.

However, she forced herself to calm down and picked up the phone.

"Hey!"

"Ansheng, at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning, at the Ruiji Hotel, it's my sister's engagement ceremony. I don't care where you are or what you are doing. Before tonight, you must get out of here."

As soon as the phone was connected, An Sheng felt relieved when he heard Yan Zhanhong's angry roar.

But immediately, she frowned slightly again.

—"Is sister Yan Zhanhong getting engaged?"

She suddenly remembered the headline of entertainment news she had seen some time ago, saying that the Yan family was going to marry the rich and powerful Lin family in Jingcheng City. She didn't expect that things would happen so quickly. The engagement ceremony would be held tomorrow.

Although she and Yan Zhanhong didn't usually look like a couple, she had to attend such an important engagement ceremony as her sister's.

Otherwise, she was not the only unlucky one. She was afraid that it would only be the whole Ann Family.

"Okay, I got it."

Hanging up the phone, An Sheng recalled the romantic scenes from last night.

Taking a look at the deep and shallow marks on her body, she blushed easily.

Since the man last night couldn't be Mu Yunxing, Ansheng didn't have to meet him again.

If the Yan family found out about it, it would cause a lot of trouble.

Without even taking a shower, Ansheng put on his clothes and quickly left...

"Yun Sheng, get out of my way. Don't, Yun Sheng..."

Ansheng took a nap on the plane. When the plane was about to land, he woke up.

Taking off his blindfold, An Sheng tilted his head to look at the dazzling sunlight outside the side window and the familiar Beining City. An Sheng raised his hand to wipe his face, and his palm was cold.

It had been six years, and the same nightmare had been bothering her. The man's appearance last night had turned her memory upside down.