After the car pulled away.
"Head to the Cheng Family in Jinxiu Garden."
As soon as she heard this, Jiang Yaoyao, who was originally out of it, suddenly became alert, "No! I don't want to go to the Cheng Family..."
Bo Jinlan looked down.
The young girl had drunk quite a lot of alcohol tonight, her cheeks red and hot, even the corners of her eyes and eyebrows tinged with a blush, looking watery and full of charm when she looked at someone.
Bo Jinlan replied softly, "Your uncle asked me to take you home..."
"I don't want to go!" Jiang Yaoyao started to be silly from the alcohol, "I've been drinking, grandpa will scold me if he sees..."
As she struggled, her coat was pulled open, revealing her pale and delicate shoulders and neck.
Bo Jinlan had no choice but to reach out and pull her clothes back over, "So tell me, where do you want to go?"
The driver drove on, apparently not looking elsewhere, but his heart was greatly shaken.
Although Mr. Bo seemed mild-mannered on ordinary days, he had always been indifferent towards women. A problem that could be solved with one sentence would never require a second, and this was the first time... seeing him treat a young girl with such patience and indulgence!
"I... um..." Jiang Yaoyao mumbled for a while, before finally speaking, "I want to go to a hotel!"
The driver's hands tightened.
Holy shit, this is progressing... way too fast!
Bo Jinlan who was in the backseat, also paused for quite a while, his voice low as he asked her, "Are you sure?"
Jiang Yaoyao blinked her eyes, her thoughts already wandering.
They were so close to each other right now...
That elegantly chiseled, handsome face, as always, warm and refined.
He was the eldest son of the Bo Family, raised from childhood to be the heir, so he had always been excellent, with a good temperament, always gentle, polite, and gentlemanly to everyone.
But only she knew that all of this was a façade!
To this day, she still remembered the day she was bullied by Jiang Mingyang, crying as she ran to find him.
At that time, he scoffed coldly, without any emotion, "What does it have to do with me if he hit you?"
Crying, she said, "Because I like you."
And his response...
"I don't like you."
You don't like me?
Pfft!
I don't even like you now!
Jiang Yaoyao snorted, closed her eyes, and didn't look at that handsome face which could still fascinate her.
Then...
She fell asleep.
**
When she woke up again, she was on a soft bed.
Jiang Yaoyao opened her eyes, somewhat dazedly asking, "Where is this..."
With her naturally soft voice, made even more coquettish by the alcohol, she spoke dragging out her words, as if whining.
Bo Jinlan said, "Hotel."
Jiang Yaoyao immediately frowned and glared at him, "Why did you bring me to a hotel? What do you want to do with me?"
Bo Jinlan looked down at her, "You're drunk."
He stood at the edge of the bed, bending over, while she lay on it, drunk and flirtatious, wearing a cool spaghetti strap dress which revealed a large expanse of her snowy white skin...
Even so, the man remained collected and his expression was cool and serene. In the light, he had an... unshakable sense of abstinence!
Jiang Yaoyao pursed her lips and suddenly stretched out a hand to hook around his neck.
Under his deep gaze, she raised her head, looking at his thin and attractive lips, slowly drawing closer...
"Yaoyao." Bo Jinlan's voice, cold and cautionary, suddenly rang out.
Jiang Yaoyao's movement stiffened.
Her delicate arm was pulled down by him, and his voice, neither cold nor warm, without a ripple, said, "It's late, you should rest well, I'm leaving."
He was like the most pure and unapproached gentleman, covering her well with the blanket after finishing his words.
Jiang Yaoyao, suddenly summoning courage from somewhere, sat up and reached for him, "Don't leave..."
Was it because she moved too quickly?
Or was her force too fierce?
As Bo Jinlan was hugged by her once more, he also toppled backwards onto the bed.
Through the thin fabric, her soft and burning body pressed tightly against his.
Suddenly, the atmosphere turned ambiguous and unclear.
Jiang Yaoyao lay on top of him, the alcohol already dulling her mind, now making her dizzy and confused…
She heard the man's low and bewitching voice, "Does Yaoyao still like me?"
Jiang Yaoyao almost instinctively nodded, "Hmm!"
Bo Jinlan curled his lips into a smile, "Really?"
Of course, it was true! Jiang Yaoyao, impatient, cupped his handsome face, and without a second word, kissed his thin lips.
The back of her head was quickly clasped by the man's large hand, and her delicate waist was encircled as well.
He took control, forceful and domineering.
...
...
...
The next day.
Jiang Yaoyao woke up amidst aches and pains all over her body.
Who was she?
Where was she?
Had she been beaten up?
Opening her eyes, she slowly surveyed the unfamiliar decorations of the room until she turned her head…
The handsome yet familiar face of a man suddenly met her gaze.
Memories of last night flashed before her eyes.
Jiang Yaoyao's eyes opened wide in shock.
...
Ever since her confession had been rejected, she had seen the truth and stopped entangling herself with this cold-blooded man who clearly didn't have her in his heart!
After moving to Haicheng, she had completely cut off contact with him; they hadn't seen each other for three whole years.
She hadn't expected that upon their first meeting, they would end up in bed together!
Jiang Yaoyao's cheeks burned with heat, her heart in utter chaos.
What should she do now?
When all else fails, getting away is the best strategy!
So, she carefully lifted the blanket, but—who knew—
"Ouch…"
Falling as she got out of bed, her weak legs caused her to bump into the nightstand with a loud "bang".
At the same time, an arm reached out from behind and encircled her body.
Tears welled up in Jiang Yaoyao's eyes from the pain.
Bo Jinlan brought her back into bed with a voice raspy from just waking up, "Are you okay?"
Jiang Yaoyao hurriedly pulled the blanket around herself.
The attractive arch of the man's eyebrows raised slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, "Where did you hit? Let me take a look…"
"Don't you dare touch me, you jerk!" Jiang Yaoyao struggled frantically, her peach blossom eyes still wet with tears and full of panic, "You beast! Pervert! Freak! Shameless! You're so low, ahhh…"
Bo Jinlan: "......"
After Jiang Yaoyao had her say, she started to accuse him, "I really didn't expect you to be such a despicable person! Taking advantage of others! You have no shame!"
Bo Jinlan raised an eyebrow, "Last night, you asked me to take you to a hotel…"
"The hotel I spoke of… wasn't this one! I booked Shengting Hotel myself! Not this one!" Jiang Yaoyao was about to explode with anger.
"Sorry," Bo Jinlan said slowly, "because you said you wanted to have a go at me, told me to take you to a hotel, and then you kissed me first, clung to me, not letting me leave…"
"So this is my fault?" Jiang Yaoyao was astounded, "I was just drunk, weren't I? Then why didn't you push me away?"
Her hair was disheveled, the corners of her eyes were red, and half of her snow-white neck was exposed below the quilt, strewn with ambiguous marks.
With her face looking as delicate and tender as peach blossoms after the rain, yet her expression defiant, and her attitude haughty, he was reminded of the phrase, "wielding beauty as a weapon".
Bo Jinlan's adam's apple bobbed, "You were too strong, I couldn't push you away."
Jiang Yaoyao: "!!!"
She admitted that, among girls, her strength was certainly not small, but—
"Then why didn't you stop when I was crying and screaming afterwards?" Jiang Yaoyao ground her teeth, "You're nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing!"
Last night, she was simply drunk, plus seduced by the manly beauty, losing her senses, wanting to test if he was truly as ascetic as he appeared…
It proved that men were indeed no good!
Even if they seemed like gentlemen on the surface, wasn't it her teasing that led him to break his act?
It was her misfortune to have her first time so inexplicably taken away…