On the day of his whirlwind wedding, the heir to a wealthy family stood up!

Su Chenxi seemed to hear someone speaking, and she cried out uncomfortably, "Water...I want to drink water..."

Having drunk too much harsh liquor, she felt a burning thirst in her throat.

There were no servants attending to him, only Shen Yanchuan.

Shen Yanchuan originally intended to leave her on the sofa and go upstairs to sleep.

But he still got up, poured a glass of water, sat down next to her, helped her up, and brought the glass to her lips.

Su Chenxi drank the water, holding the cup with both hands and finishing half of it in one gulp. After finishing, she realized that it was Shen Yanchuan who had fed her the water. She smiled and said with a charming look in her eyes, "Thank you! Second Young Master Shen."

Su Chenxi is very beautiful, but when she is drunk, she becomes even more charming and alluring, even captivating.

At this moment, she was nestled in Shen Yanchuan's arms, her head tilted to the side, her long hair falling into his chest, her pretty face flushed, her eyes dreamy, and her delicate collarbone faintly visible beneath her shirt.

But the drunk girl was quite oblivious, burying her face in his chest like a cat, looking for a comfortable sleeping position.

In the quiet, deserted night, a drunk girl and a man in a bathrobe seemed to exude an air of ambiguity.

Shen Yanchuan slipped his other arm under her knees and easily lifted her up, heading towards the stairs.

Su Chenxi was sent back to her own room, and Shen Yanchuan still decided to leave her alone.

And he actually did it.

Back in the master bedroom, some speculations flooded Shen Yanchuan's mind, such as cases where people vomit after drinking alcohol, causing them to choke and suffocate...

This inexplicable worry lingered in his mind until ten minutes later, Shen Yanchuan pushed open the door and came out.

Upon opening Su Chenxi's room, one sees a slender figure sleeping on its side under a dim wall lamp.

Her waist-length black hair cascaded down to the edge of the bed. The girl's face was exquisitely beautiful, exuding a silent allure, and a pitiful innocence that was hard to resist.

Shen Yanchuan stepped forward, picked her up, and took her straight back to his master bedroom.

He tossed her onto the sofa, and now he didn't have to worry about her vomiting and choking, and he could also shake off those messy thoughts and get a good night's sleep.

Half an hour later, Su Chenxi groggily found herself sleeping on the sofa, and then saw the bed there. She held her forehead and staggered toward the bed.

She climbed onto the soft bed, rolled over comfortably, and continued sleeping.

At that moment, a figure beside her quickly sat up, looking incredulously at the girl who had climbed into his bed.

Su Chenxi, like a sleepy kitten, lay beside the man, her long hair disheveled behind her head, revealing a small square of her fair face, sleeping soundly.

Shen Yanchuan rubbed his cheeks in annoyance. This woman couldn't even stay still on the sofa; she insisted on climbing into his bed.

Are they trying to offer themselves up?

Just then, Su Chenxi felt uncomfortable lying face down, so she rolled over and put her legs on the man's thighs. Ah, that felt much better.

When she sleeps, she habitually uses the blanket as a pillow and props one leg up to sleep. At this moment, she is using the man's strong thigh as a blanket.

As Shen Yanchuan watched the girl gradually challenge his bottom line, he couldn't help but feel angry. He lay back down and deliberately moved closer to her face, wanting to reveal his malice.

They had initially kept a hand's width of distance, but then Su Chenxi wrapped her arm around the man's neck and pressed her delicate face against his.

Shen Yanchuan's heart skipped a beat, his pupils reflecting surprise, astonishment, and confusion.

In the silence, he heard his heartbeat become erratic, and with each breath, he smelled a faint fragrance of a girl.

Su Chenxi nuzzled the man's face, her eyelashes fluttering as they brushed against his. The barely perceptible touch made the man's breathing quicken.

"Hmm..." Su Chenxi reached out to unbutton the shirt that was constricting her neck.

In her sleep, she skillfully unbuttoned the third button. The man lowered his head, and the black lace bra tightly wrapped around her two bulging breasts, almost touching the man's firm chest.

The man's breathing became even more erratic, and he unconsciously clenched his fists, trying hard to control the heat in his heart.

He felt that this woman was either deliberately seducing him or deliberately tormenting him.

He removed her legs from his waist, sat up nimbly, straightened his disheveled robe, and looked down at his uncontrollable erection, which was already swollen beyond belief.

With a silent curse, Shen Yanchuan walked towards the sofa.

Su Chenxi used her skills to successfully occupy the man's bed.

Su Chenxi behaved quite well when drunk; at least she didn't act out or vomit.

Early in the morning, Su Chenxi was awakened by a headache from a hangover. She opened her eyes, feeling disoriented and unsure of where she was.

When she saw herself sleeping in a spacious, masculine-style room, her eyes widened in shock. Then, a chill ran through her chest, and she looked down and took another breath.

She had unbuttoned the third button of her shirt, and as she covered it with her hand, she tried hard to recall what had happened last night.

She vaguely remembered that Shen Yanchuan's bodyguard picked her up and took her home, so what was the bed she slept in?

Shen Yanchuan's?

Did they sleep in the same bed last night?

Su Chenxi quickly got out of bed and went back to her room. She had already lost her memory last night, so she took a shower to calm herself down.

Su Chenxi went downstairs to the restaurant and found that Shen Yanchuan and Zhou Youchen were both there. However, at this time, both of them had basically finished breakfast. Although Su Chenxi had washed her hair and taken a shower, she still had a headache from a hangover.

"Good morning, Dr. Zhou," Su Chenxi greeted Zhou Youchen first.

Then, she cautiously glanced at the man beside her and forced a smile as she greeted him, "Good morning, Second Young Master Shen."

"Miss Xia, please have a seat. I'll bring you breakfast," Zhou Youchen said with a smile.

"Thank you!" Su Chenxi smiled gratefully at him.

Zhou Youchen went to the kitchen, and the temperature in the living room seemed to drop several degrees suddenly. Su Chenxi subconsciously hugged her arms.

“Tune your chaotic private life to a minimum. Even though we’re just husband and wife in name only, you need to be mindful of your status and don’t mess around.” The man held his coffee cup, his tone carrying a strong warning.

Su Chenxi froze as she drank water. What? Her private life was chaotic? Promiscuous?

"Young Master Shen, I think you may have misunderstood. I am not the kind of person you think I am. Actually..." Su Chenxi turned around, her face full of righteous indignation, about to refute him.

Unexpectedly, the man had no interest in listening to her explanation and coldly interrupted her, saying, "I have no interest in knowing what kind of person you are."