President, please comfort me.

"Hey, Mr. Ye, why are you drinking alone here all by yourself?" Rong Yun'er walked over and teased.

Ye Lin was already quite drunk. He glanced at her indifferently, his eyes showing a hint of weariness and impatience, before lowering his head again to play with the wine glass in his hand: "It's nothing."

"Could it be a problem with your relationship?" Rong Yun'er raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing on her lips, and asked pointedly.

Ye Lin raised his eyes again, his icy gaze sweeping directly at her.

To everyone's surprise, Rong Yun'er had absolutely no sense of propriety and continued her incessant chatter: "As the saying goes, when you're successful at work but unsuccessful in love, drowning your sorrows in alcohol only makes them worse. Actually, sometimes it's good to talk to someone. Luckily, I'm free right now, so I can be your confidante." As she spoke, she gently moved closer.

In an instant, a strange perfume scent rushed into Ye Lin's nostrils. The pungent smell made him, who was already somewhat drunk, feel uncomfortable and irritable.

Ye Lin suddenly stood up straight, his face turning icy cold: "There's no need." He then turned to leave.

Rong Yun'er reluctantly tugged at his sleeve: "Is President Ye really that disrespectful?"

Ye Lin suddenly turned around, forcefully swung his arm, and with a "smack," Rong Yun'er's hand, which was gripping the hem of her clothes, was violently flung away. Then, without looking back, he walked out.

Seeing the man in front of her who was barely able to walk, Rong Yun'er, with the mindset of "taking care" of her partner and wanting to see the show to the end, immediately followed him.

At the bar entrance, Ye Lin casually stuffed a wad of cash into his hand. A moment later, bodyguards pulled up in a car to take him home. Rong Yun'er, quick as a flash, scrambled into the car.

Ye Lin closed his eyes tightly, leaned back slightly, and rested in the back seat. Out of sight, out of mind; all he wanted now was to go home and get a good night's sleep.

The bodyguard, being astute, wisely refrained from speaking and carefully started the car.

The journey was unusually quiet, and the car soon stopped in front of the Rongsheng Hotel.

After a short rest of more than ten minutes, Ye Lin felt much clearer-headed, a bright light flashing in his eyes, and strode into the hotel.

Rong Sheng Hotel is a property under the Rong family, so Rong Yun'er felt as familiar with it as if she were in her own home. She followed closely behind and stood next to Ye Lin without leaving his side.

At this moment, Chen Nuo was anxiously waiting on the sofa in the hotel lobby, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door the whole time.

The moment Ye Lin and Rong Yun'er appeared at the door, she spotted them instantly, as if she had a radar installed.

As dusk settles and a light rain falls, a high-end hotel is bustling with activity.

Handsome men and beautiful women walked side by side, their steps hurried.

My thoughts were racing.

From the initial joy at seeing Ye Lin, to the shock at seeing Rong Yun'er, and then to the intimate distance between the two, Chen Nuo didn't have time to think too much. Her body reacted instinctively, and she quickly got up and walked towards Ye Lin.

Every step she took was filled with urgency and trepidation; she didn't know what awaited her.

Whether Ye Lin was so focused on his work that he didn't notice, or he was deliberately ignoring her out of resentment, in any case, when Chen Nuo was only a meter away from him, Ye Lin walked past her without even blinking and strode towards the elevator.

The strong smell of alcohol... seems to tell the story of a recent revelry.

"Ye..." The words that were on the tip of his tongue were abruptly cut off. At that moment, Chen Nuo felt as if he had been slapped hard across the face in public.

The feeling of long-awaited fulfillment, which seemed about to be realized but then vanished in an instant, surged into her heart like a raging wave, crashing heavily against her chest and making it hard for her to breathe.

Is this his "new love"? They went back to the hotel together after drinking? What are they planning to do next?

Questions spread like wildly growing weeds in Chen Nuo's mind. The more she tried to control herself from these wild thoughts, the more uncontrollably they took over her mind.

Everything around him seemed to have been paused. Chen Nuo stood blankly and abruptly in the center of the lobby, still unable to process this heartbreaking reality.

After a long silence, a crisp and pleasant cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded. Chen Nuo seemed to wake from a dream, mechanically raising his hand and taking his phone out of his bag.

The assistant's relieved voice came through: "Ms. Chen, the staff reported that Mr. Ye has returned to the hotel. I'm on my way there now. He's in room 6601 on the top floor. Why don't you go up first?"

"Okay, sure." Reminded by his assistant, Chen Nuo's mind immediately cleared up.

Since we're already here, let's go upstairs and see. If Ye Lin is alone in the room, it means they're just ordinary friends, which would be best. If not… Chen Nuo really didn't dare to think about it; she was afraid of the worst-case scenario.

Having made up her mind, Chen Nuo didn't allow herself to back out and quickly walked towards the elevator. As the elevator doors slowly closed, she felt her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, rise little by little.

Finally, with a "ding," Chen Nuo walked out from inside with slightly hesitant steps and arrived at the door of room 6601.

Raise your hand, put it down, raise your hand, put it down... At the crucial moment, standing in front of the tightly closed door, Chen Nuo instead became a coward.

Suddenly, a strange, faint sound came from the room, like a muffled groan or a panting sound, making one's imagination run wild.

"Plop," Chen Nuo's tears welled up uncontrollably, and she understood some things intuitively. She felt like a prisoner sentenced to death, all her hopes and illusions shattered in an instant.

After wiping away her tears several times, Chen Nuo began knocking on the door with a loud "bang, bang, bang," the force of which was anything but gentle, even somewhat violent.

Inside the room, just a door away, Ye Lin, his face flushed and his mouth dry, had just vented his anger on Rong Yun'er and was now feeling miserable, sprawled out in the entryway like a wretch.

He had tolerated that woman for a whole week, and the cooperation had already been agreed upon, but she was ungrateful and shamelessly wanted to enter his room, showing no sense of boundaries whatsoever.

He met her at the bar and followed her on the street. Although Ye Lin was on the verge of exploding, he gritted his teeth and endured it. He didn't expect her to dare to push her luck.

The thought of being trapped in this wretched place only fueled his anger. Ye Lin unleashed a torrent of profanities, cursing Rong Yun'er into another room.

Damn it, this woman actually dares to knock on the door! Ye Lin's anger surged to the top of his head.

Three or four buttons on his shirt collar had been torn off, revealing a large expanse of his firm and muscular chest. Ignoring his image, Ye Lin suddenly stood up and forcefully pulled open the door.

Without even seeing who was in front of him, he shouted at them, "Are you done yet? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to do anything to you? You think you're so great?"