On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

"Ow."

A sweet voice rang out.

Si Qing turned around and saw the girl on the sofa roll onto the floor.

Yu Jinzhao was completely consumed by alcohol. She lay limply on the ground, her snow-white skin flushed red, her eyes wet with the chill of spring.

She's incredibly charming.

Si Qing's dark brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

He turned to her with an expression unchanged, his black trench coat billowing in the wind blowing in from outside, exuding an air of unrestrained nobility. His pale fingertips lightly tapped the prayer beads, but his tone was extremely indifferent.

"Yu Jinzhao, get up."

Yu Jinzhao slightly raised her face, her charming fox-like eyes flushed with intoxication, soft and beautiful.

She was a little slow to react, appearing innocent and naive; after several seconds, she asked, somewhat bewildered, "

"Arise... What does 'rise' mean?"

Their eyes met. The girl was lying on the ground, her thick, black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her slightly curled hair framed her small, palm-sized face, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Si Qing.

"You look so good!" Yu Jinzhao exclaimed.

Si Qing's gaze was deep, and he seemed a little impatient. "Yu Jinzhao."

The voice was low and slow, carrying a chill.

Yu Jinzhao seemed to have been switched on; her eyes suddenly brightened, and her voice was soft and brimming with undisguised joy.

"I'm here."

Si Qing stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly stretched his neck.

As he turned his head, the man's jawline and the lines of his neck and shoulders drew out a sharp arc, exuding a flamboyant desire.

Suddenly, he half-squatted down beside Yu Jinzhao, pinched her cheeks with his thumb and forefinger, and shook her from side to side in a roguish manner, his voice cold and aloof.

"What trick do you want to play again?"

Yu Jinzhao blinked her fox-like eyes and suddenly stretched forward.

Caught off guard, the girl's charming and delicate features were magnified in Si Qing's deep gaze.

Her misty eyes were innocent and adorable, making her look so soft and cute that one wanted to possess and ravage her. And when she spoke, her voice was incredibly sweet and charming.

"Brother, I want a hug~"

"Hug my ass."

Si Qing appeared calm and composed. He disdainfully pushed her face away and said lazily,

"Who the hell is your brother?"

Yu Jinzhao tilted her head charmingly, stretched out her beautiful, snow-white fingers, grabbed the hem of the man's trench coat, and gently tugged and shook it.

She is clearly a charming little fox, yet she has such an innocent side.

No man can resist such a tempting young girl.

But Si Qing remained unmoved.

He glanced at her with the corner of his eye, his gaze calm and indifferent, utterly detached.

"Yu Jinzhao".

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes half-closed, a dark undercurrent seeming to surge forth from the depths of his eyes, yet he subtly suppressed it.

"Who are you being affectionate with?"

The words fell.

Si Qing was caught off guard by the impact and took two steps back.

A soft, warm body nestled into his arms, her sweet fragrance filling his embrace.

Yu Jinzhao clung tightly to Si Qing, her drunkenness brushing against his neck.

The man paused, then touched the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"Let go, I'm not falling for your tricks."

He grabbed the girl's slender arm and was about to pull her down.

Yu Jinzhao felt very hot and desperately needed to cool down. She nestled against the man's cool shirt, smiling comfortably and contentedly.

"So cool."

Sensing that the man was trying to push her away, the girl used both legs to cling to him like an octopus, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Clearly, the little drunk fox had taken a liking to this good-looking humanoid freezer.

Si Qing's jawline was taut, his face cold. He held her slender arm, the touch as smooth as jade, like a piece of tender tofu.

Si Qing felt that if he used even a little force, she might break.

Yin Zhuo, standing beside him, kept his eyes down, not daring to look at Yu Jinzhao even once.

A glint of admiration flashed in his eyes—someone who could stir up so much trouble for Master Si and still emerge unscathed.

That's just too much.

Thinking it over, he tentatively opened his mouth.

"Master Si, it's getting late. How about I go to the hotel across the street and get you and your wife a room?"

Si Qing, with his dark and deep-set eyes, paused for a moment, then picked up the fussy little fox in his arms and strode towards the hotel across the street.

Yin Zhuo booked a presidential suite and then tactfully withdrew.

Si Qing walked to the bedside and, without any compassion, threw the person off.

The hotel room was a bit too warm, so he took off his black trench coat and threw it on the sofa, then went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water.

Si Qing was wearing a black silk shirt underneath, with most of the black jade buttons undone. He pulled the shirt hem out of his suit pants, letting it hang loosely at his waist.

He leaned lazily against the glass counter, casually tilting his head back to drink water, his shirt riding up to reveal a section of his lean, narrow waist.

With a slight thud of his Adam's apple, a muffled groan suddenly escaped his lips.

Si Qing's fingertips trembled slightly as he looked down at Shang Yu Jinzhao's drunken, dazed expression.

She stood behind him, her soft fingers teasingly slipping inside his shirt.

The water in Si Qing's cup overflowed, and crystal-clear droplets dripped from the corner of his lips to his collarbone, passing through his lean muscles and meandering into his abdominal muscles, a mixture of asceticism and madness.

His gaze was cold and deep. He grabbed Yu Jinzhao's fidgeting hand with such force that the veins on the back of his pale hand bulged out, revealing a powerful tension.

His voice deepened as he spoke, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Yu Jinzhao stood barefoot on the man's leather boots. She was a head shorter than him and had to stand on tiptoe to barely reach his eye level.

She stared, dizzy, at the sexy mole on the man's collarbone, which trembled with his breath, incredibly alluring.

In the drunken fox's eyes at that moment, that mole turned into a piece of candy.

She couldn't help but reach out her other hand, trembling as she tried to touch it.

Si Qing remained indifferent to the core, offering no resistance, wanting to see what she was up to.

then.

Yu Jinzhao's hand landed on his collarbone. She was extremely curious and finally touched the mole on his collarbone, pressing it.

Si Qing, "..."

His gaze froze for a moment, then he pressed his finger against Yu Jinzhao's forehead and pushed her back.

The little fox said, "I want it."

Si Qing was stunned for a few seconds.

His deep, dark eyes fell into the girl's soft, moist eyes, making them appear even more obscure.

He lowered his eyes and grinned wickedly, "Three years have passed, how come you've become a hooligan?"

What a hooligan is, the little drunk fox doesn't understand.

All she knew was that there was a very beautiful, comfortable human-shaped freezer in front of her, and a piece of candy!

She licked her lips, and despite being pushed away, she pressed her head close to Si Qing again.

After a series of movements, the thin straps of Yu Jinzhao's halter dress slipped down, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin.

Si Qing lowered his eyes slightly and saw everything clearly.

However, he only glanced at it before turning his gaze away, showing no interest whatsoever.

However, in the instant Si Qing shifted his gaze, Yu Jinzhao seized the opportunity and bit him.

Just touch and leave.

Si Qing's back stiffened. Before he could react, the girl in front of him went limp and finally succumbed to her drunken drowsiness, collapsing at the man's feet.

A thick wool blanket was spread on the floor. The girl was sleeping soundly, her pink lips slightly parted, and her tongue unconsciously licked her lips, which made Si Qing inexplicably irritated.

Si Qing stared down at her for a long time, then lazily uttered a curse in a low voice.

Hold.

*

As the morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, Yu Jinzhao, curled up at the head of the bed, opened her eyes with a splitting headache.

She sat up blankly, her clothes intact. She breathed a sigh of relief, but her mind was filled with thoughts.

who I am? where am I? What am I doing?

The sound of water came from the bathroom. Yu Jinzhao rubbed his forehead and looked over. The frosted door reflected the tall and slender figure of a man.

Yu Jinzhao felt a chill run down her spine. She raised her hand and ran her fingers through her disheveled hair. She remembered. Last night was her wedding night with Si Qing. She had gone to a bar and mistakenly thought Si Qing was a male prostitute…

And then... what happened next? And how did she end up in the hotel?

Yu Jinzhao tried hard to recall, but could only remember that she was pinned down on the sofa by Si Qing, and she had no memory of anything after that.

So last night she was drunk and unconscious when Si Qing brought her to the hotel?

She didn't have time to think. She quickly rolled out of bed, determined to escape before Si Qing came out to settle accounts with her.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Then, the sound of banging on the door followed immediately.