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This person needs not only professional skills, but also a deep understanding of the city, and enough emotional intelligence and tact to navigate the complexities of the local society and its people.

Perhaps, some special fate, or... bond, is still needed.

He suddenly remembered a woman he had bumped into in the elevator when he left Dijingyuan that afternoon.

She was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit, with a tall and straight posture and beautiful profile. She was handling a tricky customer complaint on the phone in fluent English. Her tone was calm and professional, and her words were appropriate yet powerful, instantly calming the emotions on the other end of the line.

He vaguely heard her say into the phone, "...Don't worry, Shen Mo will handle this properly for you..."

Shen Mo? The one from the Garden Hotel?

Lei Guoliang's heart stirred slightly. Perhaps, he didn't need to go looking for it specifically.

"I'm not going back to the hotel," he told the driver. "Let's go to the Garden Hotel. I'll have something to drink."

In mid-October 2003, the nights in Guangzhou were still sweltering.

Lei Guoliang sat in a corner of a high-end bar called Night in Tianhe District, with a glass of almost untouched soda in front of him.

He had just finished talking with Lin Zude of Dijingyuan, and the agreement on the transaction of 120 apartments had been reached. All that was left was to formally sign the purchase contract tomorrow.

His tense nerves needed a moment to relax, but alcohol impaired his judgment. All he needed was a little noise and light to distract him from the loneliness of being alone.

His gaze drifted aimlessly across the dance floor and bar. Then, he saw her.

A woman sat in the most prominent spot at the bar. Even in the dim lighting of the bar, her stunning beauty and outstanding presence were evident.

She wore a well-tailored black slip dress that revealed her beautifully shaped shoulders, neck, and collarbone. Her long hair was slightly curled, and her profile seemed to be bathed in a soft glow under the light.

But there were already three empty glasses on the table in front of her, and she was holding a fourth one in her hand. Her eyes were glazed over, her cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, and her body swayed slightly. She was completely out of place with the atmosphere of people around her who were either looking for women or drowning their sorrows in alcohol. She looked more like a white swan that had strayed into a pack of wolves and was about to lose her way.

Lei Guoliang didn't want to cause trouble. He had absolutely no interest in this kind of drama of beautiful women getting drunk.

However, the next second, he saw two men in flashy shirts, looking like hooligans, approaching from the left and right, with greasy smiles on their faces. One of them even reached out to put his arm around her waist.

"Hey beautiful, drinking alone? Want us brothers to have a couple of drinks with you?" The voice was flippant.

The woman recoiled as if startled, trying to pull away, but her body was limp and weak. Her voice was slurred with drunkenness and obvious panic and resistance: "Go away... I don't know you... Don't touch me!"

"You'll know each other after a couple of drinks! I'll treat you to something even better!" Another man chuckled, picking up a brightly colored glass of wine that had been prepared sometime earlier, and was about to bring it to the woman's lips.

Drugging! Lei Guoliang's eyes narrowed. He had seen far too many of these despicable methods when he was struggling at the bottom of society in his previous life.

Normally, he might have just stood by and watched, but tonight, perhaps it was the fleeting despair and helplessness in that woman's eyes that touched a long-frozen string in his heart, or perhaps it was the lingering desire for control that was at play after he had just crushed the developer.

He put down his soda and walked over.

"She said you should leave." Lei Guoliang's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the two men's ears amidst the noisy music.

He stood between the woman and the suspicious drink, calmly looking at the two thugs without shouting or threatening them.

But the coldness and certainty in his eyes sent a chill down the spines of the two seasoned veterans of the scene.

"Hey bro, be smart and mind your own business!" one of the thugs said, trying to bolster his courage.

Lei Guoliang ignored him and turned to look at the woman. She seemed to sense someone blocking her way and struggled to lift her head.

Her misty eyes met Lei Guoliang's eyes, which were filled with confusion, fear, and a hint of pleading.

Her face grew increasingly red, her breathing became rapid, and her body became uncontrollably hot; the medicine was beginning to take effect.

"I...I've been drugged...help me..." she said with all her might, her voice barely audible, choked with sobs.

Without further hesitation, Lei Guoliang reached out and supported her swaying shoulders, coldly uttering two words to the two thugs: "Get out of the way."

Perhaps it was Lei Guoliang's strong aura, or perhaps it was his guilty conscience, but the two thugs exchanged a glance, cursed, and left, their eyes filled with malice, clearly having remembered this grudge.

"Can you walk? I'll take you home," Lei Guoliang asked the woman in his arms, looking down at her.

The woman tried to stand up straight, but her legs gave way, and she almost completely collapsed into his arms. His burning body temperature wafted through the thin fabric, mixed with the smell of alcohol and a delicate fragrance.

"No... I can't go back to the dormitory... I can't let anyone see me... the hotel... the nearby hotels..." Her remaining rationality told her that she absolutely could not return to the staff dormitory of the Garden Hotel where she worked in this state.

Lei Guoliang didn't ask any more questions and half-carried, half-helped her out of the bar. The humid night wind seemed to make the woman feel even more uncomfortable. She twisted her body restlessly, made unconscious moans, and unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her burning cheeks against his neck.

He hailed a taxi. "Go to the nearest, nicest hotel," Lei Guoliang told the driver, giving him the name of the White Swan Hotel.

They booked a suite at the White Swan Hotel and placed the woman, who was almost unconscious and burning hot, on the bed.

Lei Guoliang wanted to call a doctor or notify the hotel waitress.

But the woman clung to his wrist like a drowning woman grasping at a straw, her nails digging almost into his flesh. Her glazed eyes shimmered with tears, a mixture of pain and an indescribable longing. She murmured incoherently, "Hot...it hurts so much...don't go..."

She was clearly given a vile aphrodisiac. Sending her to the hospital would cause a huge uproar and be devastating to her reputation. Getting someone else involved is out of the question in this situation…

He gazed at the woman's exquisitely beautiful face on the bed, her brows furrowed in pain. The straps of her silk dress had slipped, revealing large expanses of smooth, white skin that gleamed alluringly under the light.

She unconsciously tugged at the fabric covering her body, and with each twist, it exuded an astonishing allure.

Lei Guoliang is a normal, vigorous man who has been busy scheming and expanding since his rebirth. His suppressed desires began to stir under the influence of alcohol, this erotic yet helpless scene, and the woman's unreserved dependence.

He was not a saint, nor did he ever consider himself a gentleman. Especially when the prey in his arms was so beautiful and charming, and in such a special state, like a thorny rose ready to be picked.

He walked to the bedside, leaned over, his voice hoarse with desire: "Do you know who I am? Do you know what's going to happen next?"

The woman seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to. She simply looked at him with her eyes, misty with tears, pain, and confusion. Then, as if following her most primal instincts, she tilted her head back and pressed her hot, soft lips to his chin.

This subtle, proactive touch was like igniting the fuse of a powder keg.

Reason, calculation, composure... everything crumbled before the effects of the drug, ambiguity, physical instincts, and the unconscious invitation of this beautiful, unfamiliar woman.

Lei Guoliang let out a low growl and fiercely kissed those alluring red lips, with an undeniable sense of aggression and possession, and also with a hint of release of loneliness and pressure that he himself was unaware of.

The woman responded awkwardly yet passionately, as if trying to merge him into her own body to dispel the burning, consuming flames.

Clothes undone, limbs intertwined. This night was devoid of love, only the collision of primal desires, and a serendipitous redemption, or rather, a descent into depravity.

Her awkwardness and eagerness, his domineering and controlling nature, were vividly portrayed on the soft bed of a five-star hotel.

Her sobs mingled with his panting, and sweat soaked the expensive sheets.