My ex-boyfriend cheated on me with my sister, and I got married to him in a flash; he went crazy.

The door to the private room was opened, and Jiang Shutong looked in the direction of the sound. In the dim light, she could vaguely see the outline of a wheelchair appearing in the doorway.

The man in the wheelchair exuded a chill, causing the temperature in the private room to drop several degrees instantly.

Pei Yichen's well-defined knuckles gripped the wheelchair handles tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His face was so dark it seemed to drip water, and his gaze was like a sharp knife, fixed on the somewhat bewildered Jiang Shutong.

Jiang Shutong dropped the cup she was holding. As she hurriedly stood up, the man was already in front of her, his gaze icy. "At home?"

He then casually glanced at the male student next to Jiang Shutong, "Each doing their own thing? I don't recall our prenuptial agreement having that clause?"

Jiang Shutong avoided his gaze, not daring to look at him. "Um, I was just kidding, don't take it seriously..."

Du Siqi, who was on the other side of the sofa, came to her senses and walked over with her arms crossed.

She had drunk quite a bit with the male model earlier, and was now slightly tipsy. "You're Shu Tong's husband from that whirlwind marriage?"

She looked Pei Yichen up and down, and muttered to herself, "He's alright looking, but he's all show and no substance."

Jiang Shutong quickly stepped forward and covered her mouth, saying, "My eldest daughter, please stop talking."

Jiang Shutong chuckled awkwardly at Pei Yichen and said, "Well, my best friend had a bit too much to drink and was just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart..."

Soon, the muscular man next to her pulled the drunk Du Siqi away.

The male student in the private room trembled and said, "Sister, I'll be going now too."

Although the man in front of him was in a wheelchair, his aura was so powerful that it made him feel like he couldn't breathe.

Soon, only Jiang Shutong and Pei Yichen remained in the private room.

The man's jawline was cold and hard, his voice like it had been chilled to the bone. He parted his lips slightly, "I'm useless?"

Jiang Shutong immediately shook her head vigorously, "No..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Shutong was confined to the small space of the wheelchair, surrounded by the man's cold, snowy breath. She tried to get up, but the man held her even tighter.

The man maneuvered the wheelchair out of the private room and into the elevator.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Shutong was taken to a nearby hotel by Pei Yichen.

As she was thrown onto the hotel bed, Jiang Shutong struggled to say, "Pei Yichen, have you forgotten we have a prenuptial agreement..."

"Agreements are rigid, but people are flexible."

Even if he had no feelings for his wife whom he had married in a flash, he still couldn't tolerate being cheated on.

Jiang Shutong tried to explain weakly that she had no intention of cheating at all.

But the next second, her lips were sealed by someone's.

Knowing that resistance was futile, Jiang Shutong resigned herself to her fate. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Pei Yichen, could you please turn off the lights...?"

Although only a dim ambient light was on by the bedside, she still felt ashamed looking at the man's cold and aloof face.

The man refused, "No."

Why?

"I want to watch over you."

The man's face was cold and hard, yet he was also very serious. "Only by getting real-time feedback can I improve my skills."

Jiang Shutong's face burned bright red. She hid under the covers, her watery eyes pleading, "Don't do this, your technique is really good, really..."

The man suddenly pulled off the blanket covering her and lowered his head to kiss the woman's neck.

The night outside the window grew darker, as if it had been stained with ink.

The wind was quite strong tonight, and the curtains in the room swayed in the wind, casting swaying shadows under the light.

……

Another room.

After escorting Du Siqi into the room, the muscular male model immediately opened the door and left.

Du Siqi staggered to her feet, trying to chase after him, "Little brother, why are you leaving? I have plenty of money..."

Suddenly, her slender waist was pulled back, dragging her into a broad chest. The man stared intently at her, his tone tinged with anger, "Is this how you usually play games?"

Du Siqi, with her dreamy eyes, curiously looked up at that face. "You're so handsome. I remember you. Your skills are good. You're the one."

Without waiting for a reply, the woman stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Lu Guanlin: ...

The man instantly lost his temper and kissed her even more passionately, cupping the back of her head.

the next morning.

She felt so embarrassed by the man's gaze that she wanted to disappear into a hole.

Jiang Shutong felt ashamed whenever she thought about these things.

She gently opened the door to her room, only to see her best friend tiptoeing out from the other side of the corridor.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both froze for a moment.

"What are you doing here? You were with that guy last night..."

Before Du Siqi could finish speaking, Jiang Shutong covered her mouth with a resentful look, "Stop talking..."

Jiang Shutong glanced at her phone. "Oh no, I'm going to be late for work. I have to go now. I'll explain to you another day..."

The gossipy spark in Du Siqi's eyes instantly died down. The woman then hurriedly turned back and said, "I'm going to stay at your place again tonight, no, I'm going to stay for the next month..."

Du Siqi: ...

What exactly did her best friend go through?

-

in the room.

When Lu Guanlin slowly woke up, the first thing he did was touch the spot next to him, but there was no one there.

Very well, they've run away again.

He was instantly wide awake, furious.

However, when he got up, dressed, and prepared to leave, he found a note on the bedside table that read, "We can meet up anytime!"

Below is a combination of numbers and letters, which appears to be a WeChat ID.

Lu Guanlin was so angry he laughed. What did this woman take him for?

A bed partner who comes when called and goes when dismissed?

After gazing at the elegant handwriting on the note for a long time, he finally moved his finger, searched for the WeChat ID, and clicked to add it.

After doing all this, he put away his phone, opened the door, and went out.

Walking down the hotel corridor, the door to the room next to me was suddenly opened from the inside.

When he saw Pei Yichen, sitting in a wheelchair, come out alone with a gloomy face, he peeked inside and asked, "Where's my sister-in-law?"

"Let's go!"

Lu Guanlin clicked his tongue and sized him up: "Isn't your right leg injured? Why is your sister-in-law bringing out male models?"

Pei Yichen gave him a cold glance, his tone icy, "She was clearly corrupted by her best friend..."

"I don't care what methods you use, just control your woman!"

Lu Guanlin was somewhat taken aback. "My woman?"

After hearing Pei Yichen's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was actually secretly pleased that Du Siqi had been labeled by him.

"I promise, there will absolutely not be a next time!"

……

Having barely slept last night, Jiang Shutong arrived at the company with panda eyes and couldn't help but yawn repeatedly.

But finally, she received some good news: because she had finished handing over all her work, her application for early resignation had been approved.

In other words, she can officially start working at Boyu Group tomorrow!

She first called Boyu to confirm that her offer was still valid before she felt relieved.

After getting off work, thinking about staying at her best friend's house for an extended period, she decided to go back to Mingjing Garden to get some clean clothes.

But the thought of seeing Pei Yichen again made her tense up.