"You'll suffer retribution!"

Su Yan's voice was held back in her throat. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and her scattered gaze gradually gained clarity after seeing the moonlight outside the window.

She had another dream!

Her hand subconsciously reached for her abdomen, only to touch a large hand with distinct knuckles. She looked down and saw a large palm covering the Manjushage tattoo on her belly, and she suddenly woke up fully.

"What dream did you have?"

The man behind her asked in a low voice,his breathe hitting her ear, making her tense up.

Su Yan’s body stiffened for a moment. She forced herself to calm down, turned her body, slightly raised her arm, and pleasingly embraced the man.

"A nightmare."

Her voice was enchantingly pleasant, irresistible to any man.

Suddenly, her chin was lifted, and she saw Si Jingrong lazily raising his eyebrows. His profound gaze fell lightly on her face, as if he was inspecting her.

The dim desk lamp cast a soft glow on the man's resolute features, rendering his impeccable appearance more gentle than usual. His sharpness was gone, but his demeanour remained high and condescending, which made people's heartstrings taut.

Su Yan's eyes dodged a little, and suddenly the man turned her under him.

The voice near her ear was magnetically cold, "I hope the person you say will suffer retribution isn't me."

Her heart fluttered, and a half-pleasing coquettish smile appeared on her lips, "How could it be? You are my patron."

Si Jingrong’s eyes suddenly constricted, and Su Yan drew back a bit. He was acting very unusual tonight.

"Distracted like this, are you planning on replacing him as your sugar daddy now that you've slept with the Crown Prince of the capital?"

Si Jingrong's voice was icy cold, causing her sinking sanity to flinch back a little.

"That... it's all... a misunderstanding, I don't know him..."

She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Su Yuan thought she was going to faint again, it was finally over.

The man left for the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped; Su Yuan had already put on a white shirt, her slender and fair legs stepped off the bed as she watched the man walk out.

Si Jingrong’s shape was tall and lean, with water droplets running down the perfect lines on his bare chest, highlighting a sculpted eight-pack ab shape. A towel was wrapped around his sturdy waist, he was the epitome of male testosterone.

"I'll go take a bath."

Su Yuan said a sentence, passed by him and walked into the bathroom, closing the door.

By the time she came back out, Si Jingrong had already gotten dressed.

He never spent the night here, and even if tonight was an exception, it was almost dawn and he wouldn't stay for another minute.

In bed and off bed, this man grew colder and nobler.

"Regarding the cooperation with Tianyu Group..."

Watching the man about to leave, Su Yuan bit her lip and asked.

Si Jingrong stopped in his steps, a cryptic smile appeared on his usually icy face, "How could I forget something that you worked all night to chase?"

As he spoke, his gaze drifted towards the coffee table in the living room.

Su Yan followed his gaze, spotting a leather-bound document resting on the table.

Her pupils contracted, turning her head, but before she could open her mouth, she heard Su Jingrong's icy voice, "Remember, keep your distance from other men. I don't like my things getting dirty."

Her chest felt as if it was pricked, she smirked self-depreciatingly, watching the tall figure disappear out of the door.

Things? Yes, for the past two years, she was nothing more than a tool for a man to vent his desires.

But after this time, they probably wouldn't have a future...

Su Yan closed the door, turned and entered the bathroom once again. She scrubbed herself vigorously until she was red all over, laughing at herself in disdain.

Even she found herself disgusting!

Every time after Su Jingrong left, she would wash herself again, but no matter how hard she tried, some things could never be removed.

"Ding Dong!"

The doorbell rang, and Su Yan put on her bathrobe. Looking through the peephole, she saw a woman standing outside the door.

Elegant posture, delicate face, chin slightly lifted, as noble as a princess, she was watching ahead with cold eyes.

Su Yan opened the door, and immediately afterward, "Slap", her face shifted from the force of a heavy slap.

Her cheek burned with pain, she remained stiff, her head turned for a very long time.

The clicking sound of high heels stepping on the ground was crisp. The woman walked past her as if nothing had happened. Her gaze swept around, finally falling on the messy bed.

Su Yuan turned around, calmly looking at the haughty woman standing in her room.

"Miss Gu, you seem to be forgetting your manners."

Su Yuan recognized the woman in front of her. This beautiful woman who usually graced the screens was standing before her. Still poised and beautiful, yet still condescending.

The focus of Gu Shuman was taken away from the messy bed. A cold smirk appeared on her lips.

"You want to discuss manners with me? Since you know who I am, you must know why I'm here. Don't you think I have the right to slap you?"

Su Yuan bit her lip, the taste of blood helping calm her mind.

With a stoic face and a hint of a smile, she replied, "If Miss Gu is referring to her status as a fiancée, I'm afraid it might be a tad premature, the Fourth Master has not yet announced your status to the public."

The moment her words fell, came a hand raised high, ready to land a fierce slap on her cheek.

This time, she grabbed the opponent's wrist, without blinking or avoiding, staring directly at the woman whose face held a cold, icy expression.

"Does Miss Gu think I will just take your slap quietly? If you're here to lecture me, make sure to ask the Fourth Master if he agrees next time."

She knew exactly where a woman's pain lies. She had experienced too much disadvantage; she was not a pushover anymore.

Gu Shuman's dignified demeanor had cracked, trembling with anger, "Who do you think you are? Just a woman who sleeps around and you dare to speak to me like this?"