Chi Yue had been happily drinking with a stranger just a moment ago; the next, she was led to an upstairs room.

She had drunk a bit too much and staggered along, her vision a blurry mess.

But she crashed precisely into the arms of the man on the sofa, groping blindly, "Not a bad figure."

The man didn't respond to her nor did he push her away.

Chi Yue smiled, emboldened. She started saying things she wouldn't normally say, "Feels really good, much better than my guy at home."

Fu Rongyin's gaze suddenly turned icy, and he looked at her with a hint of chilliness, "Better than your guy at home?"

Alcohol fogged Chi Yue's mind; the voice seemed familiar. She nodded haphazardly, "That guy, he's getting engaged tomorrow. Why not, serve your sister tonight?"

Chi Yue's hands were restless, but he pressed them down firmly.

The man tilted her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eyes, "See clearly, who am I?"

Chi Yue rubbed her eyes hard, and as the handsome man's features came into focus, her expression gradually solidified.

"Fi... Fifth Uncle?"

Fu Rongyin barely curled his lips, "Sobered up?"

Chi Yue: "..."

Using hands and feet, she stood up, unsure where to place herself. After a moment, she rubbed her swollen temples, "How... How did I end up here?"

"Do you mean to ask why we are both here?"

Chi Yue nodded like pounding garlic.

The man leisurely straightened the shirt she had messed, "Wasn't it you who said life is short, and forcefully brought me back to the room?"

At those words, a vein throbbed on Chi Yue's forehead.

She tried to recall, only remembering that after getting drunk, she clung to a handsome man and insisted on bringing him back to her room.

Looking at the infuriatingly handsome face before her, Chi Yue's bravado disappeared without a trace.

The man in front of her was Fu Rongyin, her ex-boyfriend Fu Rao's Fifth Uncle, the youngest elite in City A and the technical backbone of the new energy development department at Fu Group.

During her time with Fu Rao, she had seen Fu Rongyin a few times, but always from a distance, never exchanging a single word.

Who would have thought that going out to drown her sorrows would lead to an entanglement with him?

Pinching her brow, Chi Yue said, "It's all a misunderstanding. If Fifth Uncle has nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

"Wait," the man casually stepped in front of her, "I'll have Fu Rao come pick you up."

Chi Yue: "He's getting married tomorrow; it's not appropriate to call him now, is it?"

Fu Rongyin went silent for a moment, "I'll take you."

While Chi Yue hesitated over whether to let him take her, she was already being led to the car.

Her head still muddled, the car came to a steady stop downstairs. Chi Yue came to her senses and thanked him before reaching for the car door.

The door wouldn't open, Chi Yue looked at him, "Mr. Fu?"

Fu Rongyin's eyes were dark and unreadable, "Not calling me Fifth Uncle anymore?"

Chi Yue: "...It doesn't quite fit."

Fu Rongyin glanced at her, opened the car door, and got out first, "I'll escort you up."

Chi Yue shivered inwardly, instinctively saying, "Mr. Fu, are you planning to stay over tonight?"

Fu Rongyin: "Is there a problem with that?"

Chi Yue: "..."

The two went upstairs, entered without turning on the light, and Chi Yue was embraced into the bedroom.

...

When Chi Yue woke up, the sound of water from the bathroom suddenly stopped.

The man emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his sturdy chest still dotted with droplets of water yet to be dried.

She averted her eyes from the scratches crisscrossing his body, "Mr. Fu, we're both adults. I hope that once you walk out this door, you can forget this incident."