I have ten trillion licking dog gold

When someone opens their eyes, all they see is a hazy curtain, a dreamlike and surreal feeling, as if they are still in a dream.

wrong.

He was in a coma.

Those who frequently fall into a coma know that one cannot dream while in a coma.

After a brief period of confusion, Jiang Chen, who couldn't hold his liquor, instinctively tried to sit up, only to find himself limp and powerless, as if he were being paralyzed by a ghost.

It's okay if you can't sit up; you can still move certain parts of your body.

He quickly looked down and examined his attire.

—That's perfectly reasonable.

If it were a woman, and she lost consciousness while eating at a banquet, and woke up in bed, wouldn't her first instinct be to check if she had lost her virginity?

In this day and age, surely no one still engages in gender discrimination?

Although the shoes and socks are gone.

Her coat was also taken off.

But at least the pants are still there.

The belt was tightly wrapped around his waist.

"call--"

Mr. Jiang breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It's a conditioned reflex.

Those who have suffered losses are like this; please be understanding.

Having confirmed that he had not been defiled, Boss Jiang quickly began to recall his memories and think about what had happened.

He was unconscious, not in a blackout. He clearly remembered everything that happened before he collapsed. He was planning to go to the bathroom to wash his face to clear his head, but he collapsed halfway there.

Even the wine in Lan Pei's gourd didn't have such power.

and so.

It's most likely not because of the alcohol.

"hiss--"

Before Mr. Jiang could figure things out, a shadow suddenly appeared outside the velvet curtain, making his heart skip a beat.

Immediately.

The curtains were gently lifted.

"woke up."

Not a fairy.

What is He Yihui?

I changed into my pajamas.

The matte silk fabric, in a sophisticated and mysterious misty black, complements the naturally flowing long hair. The cut appears casual but is actually meticulous, with delicate and intricate embroidery on the collar and cuffs, and subtle gold thread accents. The V-neck is perfectly curved, outlining the graceful lines of the neck, while the slightly open neckline adds a touch of allure. The loose, dropped shoulders soften any sense of formality, and the delicate tie gently cinches the waist, effortlessly highlighting a slender figure. The loose hem falls to the thighs, and the fabric brushes against the skin as you walk, exuding both elegance and allure.

Ok.

Fourth Wife said three hours.

Even though her second sister He Junru's visit delayed her for a while, there was still enough time, so she took a shower. Little did she know that the other woman would wake up early.

It's definitely not an exaggeration by the fourth wife.

As we all know, the instructions for using medicines are for most normal people, but is Mr. Jiang a normal person?
He was, after all, a half-Taoist disciple, having studied Taoist scriptures.

A normal person needs to sleep for three hours. Is it a problem if he sleeps a little earlier?

Nothing wrong with that.

Seeing the other person in an alluring nightgown, his heart skipped a beat. Lying there like a corpse, he used all his strength to shift up a little, "...What time is it?"

"It's not even 10 o'clock yet."

Miss He responded quickly, clearly indicating that she had timed it perfectly.

"you……"

Jiang Chen hesitated, though he had woken up earlier than expected, he was still quite weak. He looked at the beautiful woman who had entered through the curtains with a strange expression, "...What do you want?"

tui!

shameless.

What do you mean?
Do you think the other party has ulterior motives?

What can I do?

He Yihui countered with a question, and at the same time, a faint yet profound curve appeared on her face, which, though stripped of its makeup, was all the more vibrant.

She is not Lan Peizhi.

There's really nothing I can do about it, being a grown man like myself.

The problem is that it's based on one's own state of clarity.

So if now

I'm still not awake?

Mr. Jiang is a meticulous thinker, and it is not easy to fool him, but hypothetical questions are not worth arguing about.

Just like that.

Judge by actions, not intentions.

No matter what you think you're doing, as long as you haven't done it yet, you are legally innocent.

"what happened?"

With all my might, like a wriggling caterpillar, I finally managed to prop my head against the headboard, and then, as expected, someone started questioning me.

"Mommy drugged you." "..."

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.

Behind a curtain that isolates them from the outside world, a man and a woman stare at each other, their eyes locked.

Jiang Chen's eyes twitched; as the victim, he couldn't muster any anger for a moment.

So frank?

Why not just make up a reason out of malice to save face for everyone?
Now, even if someone wanted to play dumb, there was no room for it.

"I regard Fourth Wife as an elder, why would she do this?"

So all I could do was put on a stern face.

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

He Yihui seemed not to hear.

"I feel unwell everywhere."

"I feel a little weak, but Mommy says it will get better once the medicine wears off."

No.

Don't you feel any guilt at all?
The feeling of punching cotton is undoubtedly more unpleasant.

Someone pursed their lips tightly, looking "humiliated".

"On behalf of Mommy, I want to say sorry to you."

He Yihui realized her mistake too late and finally expressed her apology.

"Sorry? If 'sorry' were enough, what would we need the police for?"

"I hate apologizing afterward the most."

Boss Jiang said in a "deep voice," trying to project an air of pressure, but the effects of the drug hadn't worn off, and his voice was weak and feeble, giving off a feeling of bluffing.

He should have added three more modal particles.
Gauze—gauze—gauze—!
"So what do you want? Do you want to settle scores with Mommy?"

"Didn't she do anything wrong?"

Boss Jiang let out a fierce roar.

“She did something wrong. But she’s my mommy.”

"..."

Mr. Jiang was speechless again.

That's perfectly correct.

Hundreds of good filial piety first.

"If you insist on arguing with Mommy..."

Although I understand, how can I, as a victim, tolerate such a powerful and aggressive perpetrator?

What do you want?

Boss Jiang is a real man, a true man. He wouldn't be so lenient. Despite his disability, he is determined and asks a domineering question.

Miss He did not answer, once again proving through her actions that she was a decisive and efficient person.

She raised her fair wrist, her delicate fingertips grasping the slender ribbon.

Boss Jiang's pupils contracted, his heart pounded, and his pretense crumbled instantly.

"stop!"

He immediately spoke up.

He Yihui stopped, her deep eyes fixed on him, waiting for him to give his answer.

Boss Jiang took a deep breath, his expression shifting and changing in a fascinating way.

"...Nothing happened."

After a long pause, he finally made a rational choice.

The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

How do most villains meet their end?

Even when the tide is clearly against us, they still stubbornly insist on talking back. If this kind of person doesn't step down, it's an insult to the audience's intelligence.

He is the protagonist, not the villain.

Besides, he's a real man.

Able to bend and stretch.

"You keep your word?"

He Yihui asked, her slender fingers still resting on the ribbon, whether to loosen or pull. It was all in a split second.

"When have I ever gone back on my word?"

Boss Jiang straightened his face again, still trying to defend his authority, "Don't challenge my bottom line."

"chua~"

This tactic might work on others, but it doesn't work on He Yihui.

Like the sea, it is incredibly gentle when the weather is fine, but once it is provoked, it can turn into a raging storm.

The ties were quickly pulled open, the V-neck opened wide, the hem swayed, and the loose, dropped shoulders looked like they were about to fall over.

Jiang Chen was dumbfounded and completely admitted defeat.

"I was wrong." (End of Chapter)