In the heart of the city, a top-tier private club was bustling with beautiful and handsome men and women holding wine glasses in their hands, whispering to each other and laughing merrily.

At the center of the club was a stage, and sitting gracefully at a black piano in the middle of it was a girl in a white evening dress.

Her raven-black hair swayed with the movement of her body, her slender white fingers were dancing across the piano keys, a beautiful melody flowing from her fingertips, sometimes smooth, sometimes abrupt.

This beautiful girl, with skin as fair and delicate as an elf, was not only drawing frequent looks from the surrounding men but also receiving envious glances from many of the women present.

Yet, her mind was elsewhere. Like most of the women in the club, she was there just to meet a distinguished man who commands respect in the commercial world.

But she had been sitting at the piano for two hours already, and the man who had promised to appear at the charity dinner never showed up.

The party had ended, and the man she had been waiting for all night never appeared, leaving not only her but also the other women in the field disappointed.

After a while, the attendees started to leave one after another, leaving only Leung Ching-mei sitting alone in front of the piano, lost in thought, except for a few janitors cleaning up.

The chance for her to mingle in this place was hard-won thanks to the effort put in by Lai Lian-an in making the arrangements.

But despite this, all she had accomplished was a four-hour piano recital. She didn't even get to exchange a word with Chen Yi-en, let alone see him in person.

Beforehand, Leung Ching-Mei had been gathering information on Chen Yi-en's preferences.

She had even spent twenty thousand yuan to rent a white dress for this operation, dressing up entirely to his tastes.

She had been thinking for a long time about how to attract Chen Yi-en's attention.

Would she attract him by feigning a tumble into his arms, showcasing her lifelong knowledge and sophistication or using her beauty to approach him and initiate a conversation directly?

But the dinner party had ended, and he still had not shown up.

Li Lian An stated that as long as she could capture his attention and successfully negotiate a partnership on his behalf, he would absolve her of the remaining one million debt.

She sold herself for the money.

However, despite her preparation, she hadn't even seen Chen Yi En's shadow.

Her mind drifted back to Ji Chu, the man who was her lover for four years.

In the toughest times, when her parents threatened disownment and cut off all funding, he never abandoned her. Shockingly, just when his parents were about to accept her, he proposed a break-up.

After the breakup, right in front of her, he turned and asked Su Shu to be his girlfriend.

The memories of heartache made her heart clench, and in her pain, she picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it all at once.

The face of Liang Chen Mei Jing instantly turned a rosy pink. Under the influence of alcohol, she continued to pick up the remaining wine glasses and drained them one by one.

Drowning sorrow in alcohol only increases sorrow. Already heartbroken, she started whimpering.

Before long, she felt waves of heat coursing through her body, an unbearable itchiness accompanied it.

Although she was drunk, her mind was still clear. She knew her end was near.

Dying was an easier settlement; death ends all.

But at this moment, a silhouette appeared before her.

With teary eyes, Liang Chen Mei Jing looked at the man in front of her. A tall and handsome man in a sharp suit, hands in his pockets, looked at her without any expression.

He looked down at her from a superior position, exuding the aura of a king. Even without uttering a word, he inspired awe in others.

She struggled to stand up from the ground, swaying unsteadily, trying extremely hard not to fall. Then, she lifted her head to carefully examine the man before her.

The man appeared extraordinarily handsome with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high and straight nose. Every feature of his face was beautifully sculpted, making his face incredibly stunning that it could take anyone's breath away.

“You... you're so... so handsome...”

She said weakly, then the next second, she felt a nauseous feeling stir within her stomach.

The man frowned and tried to step away, but before he could, Liang Chenmeijing fell right into his arms, hugging him, and then vomited all over him.

Chen Ran looked down at the woman who had fallen into his arms and the nauseating smell of vomit, his face contorted in disgust.

Just as he was about to push Liang Chenmeijing away, he discovered that her body was burning hot, and her visible skin was covered in an alarming red rash.

The hurriedly arriving Xiaochun trembled in fright at the sight: "Yo...Young Master..."

"Waiter!"

Xiaochun shouted towards the busy waiter at the other end of the restaurant, and then quickly moved Liang Chenmeijing from Chen Ran's body to the ground.

Upon seeing her discomfort, Xiaochun parted the hair that was covering her face.

As her hair parted, Chen Ran felt something stir within him. This somewhat familiar face caused him to momentarily pause.

Just as Xiaochun was instructing the waiter to escort Liang Chenmeijing away, Chen Ran suddenly lifted her up and headed upstairs: "Open the door to my room and immediately call for Doctor Chu!"

"Yes, sir!"

Xiao Chun stumbled in surprise. When had the young master ever allowed a woman to get within a meter of him due to his severe clean freak? How could he stomach these vomit stains?

But now, he was planning to bring this woman—who had vomited all over him— to his exclusive guest room, and even calling upon a private doctor from the Chen family.

What in the world had happened in the few minutes of her absence?!

When Liang Chen Meijing finally woke up, her head throbbed painfully. Her eyes fluttered open to a luxuriously decorated room, and she was utterly dumbfounded. Why was she here?

More importantly, lying next to her was an incredibly handsome man, dressed in a robe that made her cheeks flame!

Covering her mouth to stifle a scream, she tried her best to remember what had happened last night. She had drunk alcohol—lots of it—and it seemed she had met a man afterward.

She checked her body, but no rashes were to be found. She didn't feel feverish either.

It meant that she did not pass away because of heavy drinking last night, but instead, she ended up sleeping with a heart-stoppingly handsome man?

After a long while, she finally airheaded, then slowly sat up, glancing at her cell phone placed on the bedside table.

Her phone was off, and the moment it was switched on, a flood of unread messages popped up.

Before she could finish reading them, her phone suddenly rang. As her hand slipped, she accidentally answered it.

Before she could utter a word, a voice scolded her from the other end of the line, "You careless girl, where the heck have you been?!Your phone's been off, are you trying to kill me from worrying?”

"Uncle Li, I..." Liang Chen Meijing tried to explain in a lowered voice, but the man on the line didn't seem inclined to give her the chance.

He quickly interrupted, "Just tell me, how did things go?”

She bit her lip and said softly, "I, I didn't meet Chen Yi En."