Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

drop--

Sang Yuwan opened the door of Suite 3699 of Shengshi Hotel.

Maybe she was in a bad mood. She usually had a good alcohol tolerance, but today she felt drunk after drinking a glass of red wine.

Kicking off her high heels that were rubbing against her feet, she stopped barefoot at the entrance and took off her tight dress. Then, she began to take off her jewelry, throwing it away as she walked.

The wine had a strong aftertaste. The further she went, the drier her mouth became, and the surging heat wave almost suffocated her.

The sound of flowing water faintly reached my ears.

She was stunned for a moment, then staggered over, pushed open the glass door of the bathroom, and squinted her eyes.

Amidst the mist, the man was taking a shower. Upon seeing her come in, he immediately grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist.

She smiled at him. "Behavior..."

The man's body stiffened, and a layer of frost formed on his sharp features.

She looked at his firm, bulging muscles, and her heart became more and more stuffy. She ripped off the anti-exposure bra. Her beautiful almond eyes turned a seductive red, "It's so hot..."

The spring light suddenly appears, charming and bewitching.

The man's eyes tightened and his Adam's apple rolled silently.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she curled her lips, walked over drunkenly, and hooked her arms around his neck.

"Xingzhi, this is the surprise you gave me?"

"What did you call me!" The man's voice was low and cold, like ice and snow in the dead of winter.

She raised her chin, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she were thinking for a moment. Then she curled her lips and changed her words.

"husband……"

"Sang Yuwan, take a good look at who I am!" The man stared at her with a gloomy look and his eyes were as cold as a thin blade.

Her eyes were blurred and she smiled charmingly, "You are my husband... Bo Xingzhi..."

The veins on the man's forehead jumped, and he grabbed her arm and was about to pull it apart.

Her little face was pressed against his chest, and she murmured softly, "Xingzhi, we have been married for three months, and you haven't touched me yet..."

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes became dark and unpredictable.

The soft and weak woman wrapped around him like a vine, the warm breath she exhaled made his heart tighten, and her cold eyes were filled with desire.

"Sang Yuwan, let me ask you again, who am I?"

"You are my husband..."

The whispers were infinitely amplified in the ambiguous mist.

The man frowned, pinched her slender waist with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her.

The blazing fire of passion burned fiercely, and it was out of control.

From the bathroom to the bedroom, countless ups and downs. Sang Yuwan felt like she was dying and living again, living and dying again. In the charming tide of love, she was displaced and unable to stop.

until--

The phone rang suddenly.

"Hey……"

After the madness, Sang Yuwan's voice was hoarse and tired.

"Madam, something happened to Master Bo."

The person who called was assistant Xian Si.

"What's up with him?"

Sang Yuwan felt as if she had been run over by wheels. Even the slightest movement of her hands caused her to ache. She had never imagined that a love affair could be even more exhausting than negotiating ten business deals.

"Mr. Bo he...he..." The assistant stammered, hesitating to speak.

"Speak." Sang Yuwan's eyes widened and her tone became more serious.

"Mr. Bo is dead..."

"What did you say!"

Sang Yuwan sat up suddenly, her groggy mind suddenly clear. Her heartbeat raced against her chest, her two white breasts trembling violently.

"Mr. Bo and Secretary Gu took too much Hehuan Powder last night and indulged themselves too much at Canglan Villa. They both died."

Sang Yuwan was frightened when he heard this.

Such explosive news was too much to digest for a moment. Her head was splitting in pain, and she interrupted with a gasp, "Don't say anymore."

blah-

The phone fell from my ear.

"Bo Xingzhi and Gu Jingheng, they were having an affair at the villa last night... Then I..."

Sang Yuwan's mind went blank, and her ears were buzzing. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked down at her side in panic.

In his downcast eyes, there was a stern face that was 70% similar to Bo Xingzhi.

She screamed, "Ah!!!"

That sound made her throat bleed. A fishy-sweet taste welled up in her throat, and the corners of her lips were stained a seductive red.

The man opened his eyes slowly, his black pupils were like arrows, cruel and cold.

Sang Yuwan shuddered all over, clutching her heaving chest, and said in shock, "Who...who...are you?"

The man's lips curled up into a cruel smile, but he didn't answer. He stood up and went to the bathroom.

Sang Yuwan looked at his straight, naked back, her expression somewhat broken, and she pulled the quilt over herself to wrap it tightly.

Last night, her husband Bo Xingzhi asked his secretary to send a room card over, saying that he had prepared a surprise for her.

Unexpectedly, what he gave her was not a surprise, but a thrill.

She had been married into the Bo family for three months, and she had met Bo Xingzhi only a handful of times. Not only were they busy with their own things during the week, they even slept in separate rooms at night.

There was not even a single instance of lovemaking between the two. Even intimate gestures like hugging and kissing were completely absent.

She just thought he was busy with work, lacked energy, and was a little cold in sex. It turned out that he married her just to cover up his homosexuality.

Put it simply.

She became a lesbian wife.

Their marriage is nothing but a marriage of convenience.

Now, Bo Xingzhi had excessive passion with a man and died in pleasure. If this news were to be exposed, the Bo family, which had been the most powerful family in Jiangcheng for generations, would surely be discredited.

The "Bo Group" will face an unprecedented catastrophe.

As the president of the Bo Group, she absolutely cannot let such a thing happen.

It took a full ten minutes to slow down.

Sang Yuwan finally recovered from the shock of this shattered worldview. Suppressing the anger in her heart, she called her assistant.

"Fully seal off Canglan Villa and cut off all contact with the outside world. Anyone who knows the truth must sign a confidentiality agreement immediately. Also, find a trustworthy person to send Gu Jingheng away..."

Before he could finish his words, a man pushed the door open and walked in, holding a paper bag containing haute couture clothing.

His dark-colored shirt was tailored to his body, with a slightly open collar, revealing the collarbone beneath his fair neck. He looked refined, yet possessed the aggression of a venomous snake.

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone in a hurry.

The man glanced at her with a cold look in his eyes. He put down the paper bag and turned away.

"Wait a moment." Sang Yuwan stopped him, then pulled out a card from her wallet and handed it to him. "There's three million on the card as compensation. Just pretend what happened last night never happened."

Hearing this, the man's lips curled up slightly, "Three million is all you want to get rid of me?"

Sang Yuwan gritted her teeth, took out her checkbook, and signed her name. "Fill in the amount you want."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the man's lips, and his expression became increasingly cold. "Mrs. Bo, I'm afraid you can't afford what I want."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and her body trembled for a moment, "Do you know me?"

The man frowned slightly and turned to leave.

Sang Yuwan's heart felt like it was filled with cold lead, sinking bit by bit.

This man is very dangerous.

To avoid complications, he must be silenced.

"Stop." Sang Yuwan stood up wrapped in the quilt. "Tell me, what do you want?"