This superpower is unreliable.

It was the first time that Huang Chiyao witnessed such a ridiculous scene.

She closed her eyes, calmed herself down, then opened them again and looked at the bulge under the quilt on the bed, only to find that it was motionless.

She had just kicked the door open with such force, so even the deepest sleeper should have made some noise, right? Was he really that deep asleep? She couldn't help but wonder, and walked into the bedroom carefully. Just in case, she picked up a ceramic ornament by the door. When she passed the tangled clothes on the floor, Huang Chiyao took another look and felt that it was a little too deliberate.

Even if they were in a hurry to take off their clothes, they wouldn't end up tangling their clothes like pickled cabbage, right? It looked like it was about to get tangled.

She quietly walked to the bedside and saw that the person under the quilt was still motionless, so she suddenly lifted the quilt and instantly raised the ceramic ornament in her hand.

When the quilt was lifted, the person lying on the bed was exactly the Rotman she had guessed.

She had indeed taken off her clothes, leaving only her underwear on. But she was not awake, as if she had fallen into a coma. The only thing that proved she was still alive was the steady and regular rise and fall of her chest.

When Huang Chiyao calmed down and thought about it carefully, he felt that the whole thing was very strange. Luo Tuoman was the only one in the room, and he was sleeping so soundly. Where did Wen Guzhi go?

It seems that the only thing I can do is wake the person up first and then ask.

Huang Chiyao first shook Rotman's body, then reached out and patted her on the face, "Hey! Wake up!"

Nothing happened.

Could it be that he fainted?

Huang Chi was panicked and shook her harder, pinching her philtrum with his thumb, "Luo Tuomen! Wake up! If you don't wake up, I will call an ambulance!"

Seeing that Rottoman still had no reaction, she quickly took out her cell phone and dialed the police number.

"Clang!"

There was a crisp sound of porcelain breaking, and suddenly the world spun around, and she was pulled down by a strong force and fell on the bed. Her neck seemed to be pressed down, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

When she looked carefully, she found that the person sitting on her was Rotman, who was staring at her with narrowed eyes, and her arms were clamped around her neck, and she was even exerting force, as if she wanted to suffocate her.

Oh no... She won't die here, will she?

"let me go!"

Huang Chiyao desperately tried to push the hand on her neck away, and even scratched it with her fingernails. Just when she thought she was about to pass out, the weight from her neck to her chest suddenly disappeared, and when fresh air rushed into her nasal cavity, she felt like she was "alive again."

"Why is it you..."

Rottoman slowly opened his eyes, frowned and looked at Huang Chiyao, seeming a little surprised.

Huang Chiyao regained his breath and panted, "You want to kill me?"

"No." Rotman stood up and looked down at her with an indifferent expression, "I thought it was him."

"Who?"

"none of your business."

Huang Chiyao looked up at Rotman who was still sitting on her. It was the first time she saw such a cold and undisguised expression on her face. Although it was very unfamiliar, Huang Chiyao felt that this seemed to be Rotman's original appearance.

"Okay." She sighed and stopped asking questions for the time being. She moved her body and found that she was completely unable to move. Her limbs were clamped, so she said unhappily, "Then can you get up from me?"

She had never expected that Rottoman was so strong.

However, the person on his body slowly raised the corners of his lips.

The familiar Rotman reappeared.

She leaned down and pressed tightly against Huang Chiyao's body. When that soft part pressed against her, she couldn't help but blush.

"What on earth do you want to do..."

"I want you to accompany me." Rotman blew a long breath into Huang Chiyao's ear.

"Wow!" Huang Chiyao shuddered at the hot and wet breath. When she even felt her earlobe being licked a few times, she struggled hurriedly, "Stop playing these pranks! Get up quickly!"

"What are you doing!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the bedroom. Huang Chiyao turned her head and saw that it was Wen Guzhi. He seemed to appear in front of them out of thin air, staring at them angrily. However, Luo Tuoman was still pressing on Huang Chiyao, his head still buried in her chest, but he was leaning towards Wen Guzhi.

Huang Chiyao felt overwhelmed. This situation was so strange that it seemed as if she was the one caught in bed with someone else.

She pushed Rottoman on her body and said, "Hurry up and get up!" Then she said to Wen Guzhi, "I rushed here right after I got off the plane. As soon as I walked in, I saw her sleeping on your bed. I wanted to ask you what you did."

Wen Guzhi's expression eased a little, "It's a long story. But I definitely have never done anything to let you down. Besides, she doesn't deserve it."

After saying that, he walked forward and pulled Rotman up from Huang Chiyao's body, then pushed hard but failed to push her off.

But Huang Chiyao was finally able to hold up her upper body. She looked at Luo Tuomen in front of her, pulled the quilt over her body with one hand, turned her face away uncomfortably and said, "Hurry up and put on your clothes."

However, Luo Tuoman nonchalantly pulled off the quilt, moved away from Huang Chiyao, got off the bed, and stood in front of Wen Guzhi.

"Brother Zhi is too much." She pouted and said to Wen Guzhi, "How am I unworthy? I've liked you for so long."

"Stop pretending." Wen Guzhi said impatiently, "After threatening me, you now want to hurt Chiyao. What do you want to do? Do you want me to die so that you can be happy?"

Huang Chiyao was startled and subconsciously grabbed Wen Guzhi's hand.

"Brother Zhi." Luo Tuoman stared at Wen Guzhi, all the rich and colorful expressions on his face disappeared, leaving only indifference and calmness.

"You know I won't hurt you."

Wen Guzhi sneered, "Haven't you done enough to hurt me?"

"how about you?"

She slowly picked up the black dress from the ground and put it on in front of the two of them.

"You were the one who ordered Yu Xingzhou to do everything in the past two years, right?"

Before Wen Guzhi could speak, she turned and walked out of the bedroom. Before leaving, she left a word.

"I originally wanted to have a good talk with you about cooperation. Business is business, and it's mutually beneficial. But you are still so paranoid, so forget it."

After saying that, she left without looking back and without even closing the door.

"Rotoman!"

Huang Chiyao couldn't help but call her, but the figure had disappeared long ago. Only the bloody marks on her arms left by her scratches in a hurry were still vivid.

Although the door was open, Huang Chiyao felt that this place was very depressing.

She turned around and looked at Wen Guzhi, who had a gloomy face. After pursing her lips, she asked softly, "You... won't explain to me?"

Wen Guzhi seemed to want to say something but stopped himself and didn't utter the last word.

"Then there's nothing to say?" Huang Chiyao didn't want to force Wen Guzhi. Seeing his ugly face and the way he built a wall, he had to give him some space to calm down. "I'll go out and relax first."

“Shake!”

Wen Guzhi grabbed Huang Chiyao and hugged her tightly, still without saying a word. But when the trembling in his body was transmitted to Huang Chiyao, it also trembled her heart.

Huang Chiyao had no choice but to hug him back tightly, feeling both heartbroken and helpless.

Why? What on earth was he afraid of?