After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

The man's face was flushed, his eyes were closed, and his thick eyelashes trembled uneasily, clearly indicating that he was enduring something. A few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked extremely disheveled. Even so, it could not hide Qin Reng's sharply defined, sculpted features.

"Such divine looks, what a waste in this situation," Yu Yuetong muttered softly, a helpless smile playing on her lips. While inwardly grumbling about how this man always managed to slip up, she pulled the blanket tighter around herself, as if it were a protective armor.

Qin Reng's sharply defined face was flushed a terrifying red under the combined effects of alcohol and drugs. He mumbled incoherent words, occasionally letting out a hoarse groan, a stark contrast to his usual cold, sharp-tongued, and domineering CEO persona. This difference left Yu Yuetong both amused and exasperated.

"Hey." She poked his forehead with a finger, disgusted but not daring to hit him hard, so she poked him several times. "Qin Reng, wake up! Aren't you ashamed these days?"

He groggily opened one eye and looked at her weakly: "You're the one who's...the one who's shameful..."

"Heh," Yu Yuetong said with a half-smile, watching him sprawled on the bed like a rag doll, and couldn't help but wag her index finger. "Don't say I didn't warn you, your image plummeted the moment you started talking nonsense!"

Qin Reng struggled to sit up in bed, but his body wouldn't obey him, and even moving a little was difficult. With great difficulty, he raised his hand and waved it at Yu Yuetong, "Shut up...you woman, you're too noisy."

"Noisy?" Yu Yuetong was amused by his attitude. "President Qin, I'm the one cleaning up your mess, okay? And you dare to complain that I'm noisy?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Reng gave a low hum, which could be considered a concession. But just then, before Yu Yuetong could even feel relieved that the atmosphere had temporarily calmed down, the hotel room door was kicked open with a "bang".

A group of reporters rushed in, cameras and flashlights in hand, while Ji Momo and Qin Yu, at the front, stood calmly at the door with victorious smiles.

"What a... erotic scene." Ji Momo crossed her arms, looking at the two people on the bed with a half-smile, her disdain overflowing in her eyes. "President Qin, this is quite unexpected."

Reporters' flashes frantically captured the scene, magnifying Yu Yuetong and Qin Reng's postures to an extreme degree, creating an awkward and suffocating atmosphere.

"Are you guys crazy?" Yu Yuetong reacted quickly and yelled at Ji Momo, "Is it illegal to break into someone's room? Do you believe me if I call the police?"

"Call the police? Calling the police won't do any good, will it?" Qin Yu, standing to the side, sneered, glancing disdainfully at Qin Reng. "The president of the prestigious Qin Group is actually doing such a ridiculous thing in a hotel. Tsk tsk, he has truly disgraced the Qin family!"

Qin Reng's vision was blurry, but he still heard Qin Yu's harsh sneer. He subconsciously tightened his grip on Yu Yuetong's hand and whispered, "Don't...don't listen to his nonsense..."

"Shut up!" Yu Yuetong muttered under her breath, then quickly turned her attention to Qin Yu and Ji Momo. The two of them had swaggered in with reporters, clearly intending to cause trouble.

There was no time to tidy up Qin Reng's appearance. Yu Yuetong had a sudden idea. What appeared to be a passionate and romantic scene on the bed was actually a test of her acting skills. She tugged at her collar to make it look a little messy and said to the reporters with an urgent expression, "Please help me! My husband got drunk and had another attack. This is his chronic illness, and his life is in danger!"

Qin Yu was taken aback, clearly not expecting Yu Yuetong to pull this stunt on them. The reporters, seeing this, were also somewhat bewildered: "A chronic illness? Is that true?"

"Of course it's true, acute myocarditis!" Yu Yuetong blurted out, completely flustered. "Even the usually capable President Qin is afraid of this disease!"

Upon hearing this, the reporters' cameras immediately turned to Qin Reng, all eyes focused on his pale face and dazed eyes, a picture of utter despair.

At this moment, Qin Reng, as if possessed, groaned in unison, "It hurts... I'm dying..."

"Huh?" Qin Yu and Ji Momo looked at each other, clearly startled by Qin Reng's bizarre reaction.

"What are you all standing there for?" Yu Yuetong pretended to be anxious and flustered. "What are you filming for? Save him! Quickly call 120 and get my husband to the hospital for emergency treatment. You'll be heroes of the news industry!"

Although the reporters were puzzled, seeing Qin Reng's miserable state and Yu Yuetong's intense reaction, they dared not delay. In the chaos, someone took out their phone to call for emergency medical assistance.

Qin Yu's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He never expected that Yu Yuetong could so easily steer this farce off course, making the scene he had painstakingly planned even more absurd.

Seeing Qin Yu and Ji Momo's speechless expressions, Yu Yuetong snorted coldly, leaned down and whispered in Qin Reng's ear, "Young Master, keep up the act, or I won't be able to save you today."

Yu Yuetong glanced at Qin Reng and saw that he was still somewhat drunk, his face flushed, but his eyes held a hint of stubbornness. She couldn't help but feel a surge of secret joy, instantly experiencing the thrill of success. This scene was truly an unexpected surprise; if outsiders saw that Young Master Qin was in such a disheveled state, it would certainly be excellent news material.

"Quick, get him to the hospital!" Yu Yuetong shouted to the reporters, then quickly pointed to a staff member beside her. "You, call 120 right away, don't delay!"

Seeing this, the reporters, still replaying the scene in their minds, couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration. Yu Yuetong's reaction was truly swift; even though this public crisis had become absurd, they had managed to capture a major exclusive news story within this absurdity.

Qin Yu stood to the side, his brows furrowed. He wanted to rush over and expose Yu Yuetong's lies, but he couldn't bring himself to speak. He vaguely sensed that the atmosphere was developing in a direction he didn't want to see. He was unwilling to accept it, and the emotions burning within him were almost about to explode, but he still saw Qin Reng's current predicament and Yu Yuetong's anxious yet somewhat smug expression.

"This is hilarious." Ji Momo elegantly held her wine glass, glancing around at the scene. Her smile revealed no goodwill whatsoever. "President Qin is usually decisive and uncompromising. How come he's in such a sorry state today, even having his newlywed wife try to smooth things over for him?"

"Shut up!" Qin Reng's voice was deep as he glared at Ji Momo, his mind filled with nameless rage. Even in this body, he still felt an unbearable humiliation, his whole body trembling, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.