[At the Fashion Institute of Country A]
The campus buzzed with life as stylish and beautiful young women strolled across the grounds. Some chatted in small groups, others posed for pictures, capturing their outfits in the golden morning light, while a few remained glued to their phones, lost in digital worlds.
Tina Tung pushed open the door to the lecture hall and walked in briskly. Halfway to her usual seat, she spotted a familiar figure waving at her from across the room.
"Tina, wait for me!" Ching Fang called out, weaving through the crowd to reach her.
Tina flashed a bright smile and reached into her bag, pulling out a sleek, expensive-looking lipstick case. "By the way, I have your precious lipstick."
Ching Fang's eyes lit up as she took the lipstick. "Oh! You found it! I thought I'd lost it for good."
As they walked together to their seats, a flicker of concern crossed Ching Fang's face. She glanced at Tina and asked hesitantly, "Tina, was everything okay last night? Did you get home safely?"
Her brows furrowed, deepening the worry in her expression. "You were practically forced to drink at that party. I wanted to take you home, but you disappeared the moment I turned around. I was so worried!"
She reached for Tina's hand, her grip tight with concern.
Tina hesitated for a split second as flashes of last night flickered through her mind. Embarrassment tingled in her chest. There was no way she could tell Ching Fang the truth.
'Last night... It's better if she never finds out.'
She forced a smile and waved a dismissive hand. "Don't worry! I got home just fine. Nothing to stress over."
Ching Fang's shoulders relaxed, and the tension in her face melted into relief. "Really? That's great!"
But even as she reassured her friend, Tina herself wasn't so sure. The memory of waking up in that hotel room, practically naked, still sent chills through her. If something had really happened between her and that man, wouldn't she have felt pain? Wouldn't there have been... evidence?
'If I really lost my virginity last night, wouldn't I have felt something? Seen blood?' she wondered, chewing her bottom lip. 'But I don't feel any pain… And there weren't any stains on the sheets…'
She shook her head, trying to push the thoughts aside.
Just then, Ching Fang's phone buzzed with a notification. A soft 'ding' cut through their conversation. Absentmindedly, she opened the message and clicked on an image attachment. The moment the picture loaded, her eyes widened in shock.
"What the...?!"
Tina looked up, startled. "What's wrong?"
Ching Fang turned her phone towards Tina, revealing the image. It was a photograph of a girl lying on a bed, her back bare, her silky black hair cascading over her pillow. A small, distinct black birthmark was visible near her right shoulder blade.
Bold text accompanied the image:
[WANTED! Whoever finds this girl will be rewarded with 50,000 yuan.]
Ching Fang's jaw dropped. "It's a wanted notice from the CEO of Chin Group! Why is he making such a fuss about finding a girl? And wow, she has such a sexy back!"
She squinted at the screen before gasping. "Wait.....she's not his mistress, is she?!"
Tina's breath caught in her throat. She stared at the image, a strange sense of familiarity creeping over her. Then, as if struck by lightning, her whole body tensed.
'Wait… That's… me?'
Her heart pounded in her chest as her gaze locked onto the details, the curve of the girl's shoulders, the distinct birthmark, the smudged lipstick print near the edge of the pillow.
'Oh my god… This is me!'
Her fingers trembled slightly as she forced herself to stay calm, feigning nonchalance. "Who put out the notice?"
"Jim Chin. The CEO of Chin Group," Ching Fang answered with an excited grin.
Tina's blood ran cold.
(Chin Group—an internationally renowned financial empire.)
[The current CEO is Jim Chin. Since taking office, the young, brilliant CEO has propelled Chin Group's wealth and reputation to new heights with his exceptional business acumen.]
[He is regarded as the No. 1 CEO in the country.]
[With his strikingly handsome face, model-like physique, and impeccable family background, Jim Chin is the ultimate dream man of every woman in City A.]
Practically every girl in the city was obsessed with him, including Ching Fang.
She sighed dreamily. "He's so perfect. If only I could marry him."
Tina barely heard her. She was still staring at the phone, gripping it tightly as one overwhelming thought raced through her mind:
'Jim Chin… The CEO of Chin Group… Is looking for me?'
'Am I in big trouble…?'
To be continued :-