On the day of graduation, I was dragged by my rich father to get the certificate

The night was as dark as ink. Si Yehan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the Crown Hotel, overlooking the city lights.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the crystal glass, and the amber whiskey swayed in the glass, reflecting the tautness of his jawline.

In order to get the clue, Si Yehan did not explicitly reject or accept Mu Rui's proposal. He could only come here with Mu Rui temporarily and think of other ways.

"Why, Young Master Si is also nervous?" Mu Rui's voice came from behind, with a hint of teasing.

Murray was dressed in men's clothes, and only the pair of diamond earrings on her earlobes revealed a bit of femininity.

Si Yehan didn't turn around, simply downing the wine in his glass. "Tell me, where's the safe?" His voice was low and calm, as if he were discussing a perfectly ordinary business matter.

Mu Rui chuckled softly, stepping barefoot across the wool carpet as she approached him. "What's the rush?" She stroked Si Yehan's shoulder with her fingers, feeling his muscles stiffen momentarily. "You know what I want."

At that moment, his phone vibrated. Si Yehan glanced at the screen—it was Gu Wan. His Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't answer immediately.

"You're not answering your wife's call?" Murray raised an eyebrow and leaned close to his ear, her breath fanning the side of his neck. "Tell her who you're with now?"

Si Yehan closed his eyes, his mind reminiscing about Gu Wan's gentle smile and the adorable look of their six-year-old daughter Nian Nian asking him to tell her a story before bed.

He must find the old account book, which is the only evidence that can prove that the Nangong family was framed, and it is also his last hope to truly reunite with his wife and daughter.

The phone stopped ringing, then started again. Mu Rui suddenly reached out and pressed the answer button before Si Yehan could react, pressing her lips almost to his cheek. From a certain angle, it looked like they were kissing.

"Yehan?" Gu Wan's voice came from the speaker, with a hint of confusion and vague uneasiness. "Where are you? I... I received a photo..."

Si Yehan pushed Mu Rui away abruptly, "I..."

Murray shrugged nonchalantly. "We were just catching up."

On the other end of the phone, Gu Wan's voice became more nervous: "Ye Han, that's... Mu Rui? You..."

Si Yehan took a deep breath and made a decision. In front of Mu Rui, he hung up the call.

"Okay, I agree to your terms." His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Murray's eyes lit up, and she couldn't believe her ears. "Really?"

"But this is just for one night," Si Yehan added coldly, "and you are not allowed to make such a request again under any pretext."

"Okay, I promise." Murray nodded eagerly.

"You can't use this to disturb Wanwan," Si Yehan said, gazing into her eyes, his voice measured. "To be frank, Wanwan can't know about this."

Mu Rui gritted her teeth, a hint of jealousy and unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she finally nodded: "Okay, I promise you, as long as you can satisfy me tonight..."

Si Yehan turned and walked towards the wine cabinet, his expression finally cracking as he turned his back to Mu Rui. He had to plan every move carefully. Mu Rui wasn't someone to be trifled with, but he couldn't betray Gu Wan—either physically or emotionally.

"Since we're spending the night together, why not have a drink first?" Si Yehan pulled out two bottles of red wine and opened them gracefully. He had already researched Mu Rui's alcohol tolerance—her face flushed and she had a slight alcohol allergy, but it wasn't serious. At most, one bottle of red wine would make her unconscious. He, on the other hand, had received specialized alcohol tolerance training.

Mu Rui took the wine glass with a smile, her fingertips deliberately brushing the back of his hand. "I didn't expect Young Master Si to have such a sentimental streak."

Si Yehan raised his glass, watching Mu Rui down the drain. His plan was simple—get her drunk, create the illusion of a night spent together, and then the next morning claim her memory was hazy. This would be enough to exchange for the account book without actually betraying Gu Wan.

But when he saw Murray take out an exquisite little bottle, his heart still skipped a beat.

"Do you know what this is?" Murray shook the small bottle and smiled meaningfully. "It's the latest aphrodisiac. One drop is enough to make even the calmest person lose their mind." She opened the small glass bottle. "I added a little to your wine."

Si Yehan's pupils suddenly constricted, and the wine glass in his hand nearly slipped. He had planned everything, but he had never expected Mu Rui to resort to such tactics.

"Don't be so nervous," Murray said, stepping closer to him and stroking her fingers across his chest. "I just want to make sure tonight is... unforgettable."

Si Yehan felt a surge of heat rising from his stomach, quickly spreading throughout his body. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay awake. This wasn't part of his plan; he had to rethink his strategy.

At this moment, his phone vibrated again. The screen no longer displayed Gu Wan's name, but a photo - Nian Nian holding her favorite bunny doll, tears in her eyes.

Below the photo was a line of text: [Dad, did you and Mom have a fight? Why is Mom crying?]

Si Yehan's heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand. He had to end this as soon as possible and maintain his innocence.

But first, he had to find a way to survive this dangerous night and get away with it without actually betraying Gu Wan.

"What's wrong?" Murui noticed the change in his expression and reached out to take his phone.

Si Yehan quickly locked the screen and put his phone back in his pocket. He looked at Mu Rui and suddenly smiled—the kind of smile that would strike fear into the hearts of business rivals. "Nothing, just a feeling... this night is going to be a long one."

He took the bottle and refilled it for both of them. The effect of the love potion was intensifying, but he had to stay sober. For Gu Wan, for Nian Nian, and for the innocence of the Si family, he had to win this dangerous game.

Murray looked at him with satisfaction and clinked their glasses. "Cheers to our... cooperation."

Si Yehan downed the drink in one gulp, silently calculating the time. He needed to implement Plan B before the drug fully took effect—the worst-case scenario he didn't want to have to use.

After a bottle of red wine, Mu Rui was practically intoxicated and could barely stand. She shook her head to stay awake, then deliberately collapsed onto Si Yehan. "Yehan, I can't take it anymore. I want you now..."

Si Yehan dodged, and Mu Rui fell headfirst onto the sofa. She struggled to get up, but Si Yehan seized the opportunity and delivered a precise blow to the back of her neck. Mu Rui instantly fainted, collapsing on the sofa.

"That's it, you still want to sleep with me?"

The effects of the love potion surged like a tide, and Si Yehan's breathing instantly became heavy. He ripped open his tie, his muscles tensing beneath his shirt, sweat soaking his back. Reason told him he had to act now, or the consequences would be disastrous.