A click could be heard inside the luxurious and comfortable hotel suite before the room door was gently pushed open from the outside.
A drunken woman was brought into the room by a somewhat cunning figure. When he noticed that the owner of the room was not present, he threw the woman onto the big, soft bed without hesitation.
"Ugh... So uncomfortable..." The woman suddenly shivered. She was unaware of the danger around her. She hugged the soft pillow at her side and mumbled incoherently. "My head hurts so much..."
The man smiled mockingly and left the room without looking back at the woman.
The room fell silent for a few seconds before the balcony curtains were slowly pulled back. A tall figure stepped into the dark room. His cold eyes stared at the woman on the bed before he turned on the wall lamp above her.
Under the dim light, he lifted the woman's jaw and looked at her beautiful and pure face with a sneer.
Apparently, someone had planned to take him down tonight. The perpetrator must have guessed that he would be in this room, so they took this opportunity to bring this woman into his room.
He admitted that this was indeed a clever plan, but did they think he was a fool?
In the last few days, the rumors about him had never ceased, and women were the most delicate subject he had to avoid. If he got involved with them, it would only cause him endless problems in the future.
"Ugh..." The woman shivered in her dream. She fumbled around on the bed and grabbed a blanket, hastily wrapping it around her. Then she curled up and sighed in a low voice. "Xue...I'm very thirsty...I want to drink water..."
The man's cold gaze wandered over the woman who had wrapped herself in a blanket like a caterpillar.
"Xue?"
Was she sent by Han Xuegang? The man had no intention of staying in the room anymore. Just as he was about to touch the doorknob, he suddenly heard a noise from outside. He narrowed his cold eyes and lowered the hand that was on the doorknob.
If Han Xuegang was really the mastermind behind all of this, then everything must have been perfectly planned by him. He definitely could not leave this room without any casualties. And at this point, the woman was so drunk that she could not make out north, east, or west. She was useless.
The man returned to the bed with an indifferent expression on his face. He looked down at the sleeping woman. The woman complained uncomfortably. "Xue, we are going to get married soon... When will you take me to see your parents..."
Her murmur caused a sudden realization to leap into the man's mind. He stared at her beautiful face with a cold smile and his graceful eyebrows rose slightly.
This is my first attempt at writing a book, and I hope you will all enjoy it. There will be plot holes and some things that do not make sense, but I will try to slowly revise it. English is not my primary language and there will be many grammatical errors, but I will try to fix them as best I can. Finally, my end of words, I hope you have fun time reading this book. :)
Update 2: The sequel or continuation of this story is already up. You can read it at Second Chance Of Love. This book will focus on two of our popular side characters, Wei Zhengsheng and Jiang Yijun.
Summary: First love doesn't always have a happy ending. For the happiness of the woman he loves, Wei Zhengsheng is ready to sacrifice his love. Since then, his heart is closed and love is just a game of feelings for him. If he cannot be with the woman he loves, why should he waste his time falling in love with someone else?
Yu Daiyu thought her boyfriend would be someone she could rely on, but who knew her hopes would be dashed by the greatest betrayal? But fate is fair. If you are unlucky this time, there's a second chance.
Their meeting seemed to be destined, and there was no denying that they felt something for each other. But can Yu Daiyu open Wei Zhengsheng's heart to love this time? After all, it is very difficult to compete with his first love.
The sound of someone leafing through a newspaper woke Jiang Ruolan from her sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a beautiful crystal chandelier. She groaned in pain as she tried to get up. "My head hurts so much."
"You're awake."
Jiang Ruolan almost screamed when she heard an unfamiliar voice beside her. Noticing a man sitting beside her, she quickly pulled the blanket to cover her body. "You... Who're you?"
The man lazily folded the newspaper and placed it on the nightstand. His cold black eyes, which seemed to be filled with mist, were looking into her panicked eyes. A thin smile appeared on his lips.
'Who is this man?'
'And where am I now?'
'What happened last night?'
Jiang Ruolan was so confused by the situation. The last thing she remembered was having dinner with Han Xuegang and the rest was blank.
"I-" Before she could say anything, the door to the room flew open, and a group of reporters immediately gathered in front of the bed.
When Jiang Ruolan saw Han Xuegang enter the room, she immediately felt her whole body being doused with cold water.
All eyes were on Jiang Ruolan and the man beside her. Her body stiffened when she saw Han Xuegang walking step by step toward the bed. Jiang Ruolan was about to explain the real situation when Han Xuegang said something she didn't understand.
"It's only been a year since you've been here, and when I think of all the rumors you've caused, I've to laugh. President Xian, who'd have thought that you could cause so many rumors? It seems that you're so comfortable with your position that you don't care about any of this."
Han Xuegang didn't look at Jiang Ruolan at all. His cold eyes seemed to penetrate her body, staring at the man beside her like a hawk.
Jiang Ruolan immediately looked at the calm man beside her with a surprised expression.
President Xian?
As in Xian Zihao?
The twenty-eight-year-old CEO of H City's largest financial company, Xian Group. The grandson that Xian Tingfeng was proud of?
However, Jiang Ruolan had no more desire to know about this mysterious man. She only glanced at him for a moment before finally understanding the meaning behind Han Xuegang's words.
"Rumors?" Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment before her eyes stared at Han Xuegang's haughty face in disbelief.
Han Xuegang didn't seem to notice Jiang Ruolan's panicked expression. His cold, contemptuous face continued to look at Xian Zihao.
Jiang Ruolan's face instantly turned pale. She looked at Han Xuegang, who was ignoring her and at the constant flashing of the camera behind him. Her lips trembled. "You're using me?"
Han Xuegang didn't answer. He took out a stack of photos and threw them on the bed. "President Xian, according to insider reports, your personal life has been very turbulent lately. Can I bother you to accompany me to meet the higher-ups?"
"Han Xuegang, answer my question!" Jiang Ruolan's eyes turned red as she kept staring at Han Xuegang.
"Miss, please calm down. We know what President Xian did to you is a big blow to you. We-"
"You have no idea what you're talking about!" Jiang Ruolan was about to get up when she suddenly felt warmth on her shoulders, and her body was gently pushed down by Xian Zihao.
He then pulled the blanket over her exposed shoulders. The indifferent looks of the reporters in the room didn't affect him at all.
Jiang Ruolan frowned when she saw him acting like that.
When Xian Zihao saw Jiang Ruolan looking at him, he just smiled and said softly to her, "Honey, be careful. I don't want you to catch a cold later."