"""A single, softly spoken sentence from her made Huo Jingtang's eyes flash coldly, "Qin Yucen, you really..."
Qin Yucen was already intoxicated by the drug, her body and mind shattered by that cup of wine, her breath disordered.
Now, her eyes were seductively languorous, her lips a fiery red, exuding a woman's charm in myriad forms. The indulgent her was nothing like the usually shy and elegant woman.
Her body felt as if it were being roasted on intense flames, the boiling blood, empty body, and shouting soul making her collapse into Huo Jingtang's arms. She clung to him tightly like a desiccated soul yearning for its oasis, her dependence absolute.
Huo Jingtang's face darkened, veins on his forehead bulging, the contour of his jaw tight. This woman heedlessly ignited a fire on his body.
By now, Qin Yucen was devoid of any reason, seeing Huo Jingtang morph into Guan Haoyang in her eyes.
Huo Jingtang's gaze grew icy as frost, condensing at the dark depths of the pool, a chill surfacing. In this world, there were only women he disdained, never imagining that one day he would become a mere substitute in a woman's eyes. This was a great insult to his male ego!
Thinking he could act as a substitute for her husband—absolutely not!
With a jerk, he tore off her delicate arms that clung to his neck and with a gentle push, Qin Yucen fell from his body to sit on the couch, "Qin Yucen, enough! I have absolutely no interest in a married woman. Leave, disappear from my sight—now!"
Was he really bewitched, seeing her pitifully leaning against his door, hearing her say "I have been waiting for you for a long time," losing all sense of propriety and principles? This wasn't him!
Huo Jingtang no longer looked at her frail, pitiful form like a rain-soaked white orchid, and turned his back. But the next second, tender white hands encircled his fit waist, followed by her burning hot body pressing against his back.
"Let go!" Huo Jingtang suppressed his anger, endured the discomfort, and coldly pulled her hands off.
Qin Yucen stood in front of him, reaching for his shoulders, tiptoeing, and daringly pressing her soft red lips against his cool thin lips.
Her boldness, her initiative, her loveliness... shattered the last bit of rationality in Huo Jingtang.
Her body sank into the soft couch, a large shadow looming over her.
As the anticipated moment truly neared, her heart was still full of tension and fear. Her eyelids slightly drooped, her lashes trembling uncontrollably, her hands tightly grasping the sofa beside her.
"Qin Yucen, right now, I won't let you escape!"
"Hubby, for the first time..." She seemed to mumble dreamily, then it struck Huo Jingtang like a thunderclap above his head.
Huo Jingtang's body instantly stiffened, his mind blanking momentarily. Unsure whether to proceed or retreat, his complexion turned grim, his fingers tightened but he grabbed a piece of clothing to cover her up, lifted her, and dashed to the bathroom, throwing her into the bathtub and turning on the shower, letting the cold water drench her.
"Ah—" Cold water poured over her head, taking away the skin's heat and slightly comforting Qin Yucen's body.
He let the water run until it submerged her body, simply letting her sober up here.
Huo Jingtang then indifferently turned away. He left the bathroom, went to the dressing room, found a white cotton vest and a pair of gray sweatpants to put on.
His day had gone exceptionally awry, flirted with by a woman, yet in the end, he hadn't tasted a single bit of satisfaction.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he almost didn't recognize the stranger before him.
He told himself that his choice to stop at the last moment was because she was married, and getting involved with her would inevitably bring complications. Perhaps this was her beauty trap, trying to coerce him into granting her the contract. It definitely wasn't because it was her first time, not fearing her losing her chastity and carrying the sin of infidelity, suffering her husband's blame and humiliation.
He made excuses for himself, just to feel at peace.
Huo Jingtang deeply exhaled a heavy breath from the bottom of his heart. He then went back to the bathroom and saw Qin Yucen, her fair brow slightly furrowed, hugging her slender body.
The drug had drained her energy, and the cold water had tormented her further, leaving her utterly exhausted, so she had simply fallen asleep.
He lifted her from the bathtub, her pale skin under the light smooth as cream, feeling fantastic under his fingertips.
He gently placed her on the large black bed, the black setting off her snow-white skin even more, her fragility like a delicate porcelain doll, harmless yet recalling her previous fiery passion, a stark contrast.
And her reaction was really abnormal, seeing her reaction...
Was she drugged... That was the only possibility that could make this woman lose her rationality.
Fortunately... he hadn't been indiscriminate.
Though nothing happened, after all that turmoil, he felt tired as well. The bed was big enough for four, so he simply lay down on it.
A long night stretched ahead, a strange man and woman sharing the same bed, while outside, the world was a dance of flying snow.
When the morning sunlight spilled into the room, shining on Qin Yucen's face, she slowly awoke, everything in sight unfamiliar.
She suddenly sat up, only to discover she was naked, the bed in disarray, men's clothes beside. She felt her world had turned chaotic.
She lifted her fingertips to gently rub her sore temples, soothing her irritation.
With closed eyes, events from the previous night replayed like a movie in her mind. As time passed, her face grew paler.
She had actually run to seduce... Huo Jingtang!
No, that wasn't it. She had always prided herself on being a woman of self-respect and self-love, but then within an hour, she was back in his arms—wasn't this slapping her own face?
Her heart was like a tangled mess, the more she untangled, the messier it became.
What mattered most right now was to leave before anyone noticed, as if nothing had happened.
Unable to find her own clothes, Qin Yucen could only wear a man's shirt lying nearby. Just as she put it on, the bathroom door opened. She froze like a toy doll with its battery removed, her gaze fixated tightly on the bathroom door."""