"This woman is mine tonight!" After a night of drunken revelry with a stranger, Luo Xiaoxiao awakens to find the man gone... Had she been taken advantage of by a man whose face she can't even recall? Determined to find clarity even in death, Luo Xiaoxiao endeavours to figure out who the man from that fateful night was. The domineering and reckless Chu Qingkuang, the aloof heartthrob Ou Yang Ye, the charming and suave Dong Fang Yu, or the gentle and refined Wen Jingyan... Who exactly was her mystery man? And why will no one tell her outright? What sinister plot or deception lies behind it all? Just as everything is about to come clear, she is suddenly found to be pregnant, and the father of the child is... With a cute baby knocking on the door, the CEO daddy, mommy, please marry me!
The Mesmerizing Bar.
The deafening music and dim, unclear lighting, combined with the bewitching bodies of the dancing girls on stage, induced a primitive urge in the men present.
Excited screams, whistles, and an atmosphere of chaos filled the entire place.
Luo Xiaoxiao raised her head and drained the brandy in her hand.
Ha!
So all men, creatures who think with their lower half, enjoy such acts?
Saying I lack feminine charm? Saying no man would like me? Hmph! I refuse to believe that!
Another gulp of brandy went down, and Luo Xiaoxiao, who had never drunk much before, now had rosy cheeks and misty eyes, inducing a natural desire in others to protect her.
Staggering to her feet, Luo Xiaoxiao ascended the stage and grabbed the microphone: "Shall I sing a song for you all?"
The audience was filled with confusion about the woman who had inexplicably appeared on stage. But seeing her curvaceous figure and the pure and lovely appearance, they naturally cheered and applauded.
Luo Xiaoxiao giggled and then sang loudly: "My passion, it's like a fire!"
With her singing, the crowd below the stage grew more restless. Some men didn't bother concealing their lascivious gazes, ogling Luo Xiaoxiao up and down unabashedly.
Yet, in a corner of the bar sat a quiet man, his gaze on Luo Xiaoxiao was completely unlike the wolfish stares from other men in the room. It was deep and attentive, if anything was different, it was perhaps a faint interest in Luo Xiaoxiao reflected in his pupils.
After finishing her song, Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the men on the floor who seemed eager to have their way with her and flashed them a smirk: "Do you find me attractive?"
"Stunning! Beautiful lady, how about spending the night with me?"
"My beauty, follow me, and whatever you desire shall be yours."
Luo Xiaoxiao belched alcoholically, a frail drinker at best, she now felt herself swaying, everyone around her appearing as a blurred ring of light.
"Each of you claims I'm attractive, but who among you would accompany me to a hotel tonight?"
What, no takers for me?
Luo Xiaoxiao observed the men beneath the stage, their frenzy triggered by her single statement. The hint of a smile on her lips unreadable – was it mockery or something else?
Did you see that? All these men, screaming, going wild for her!
Meanwhile, a man in the corner subtly furrowed his invisible eyebrows.
With that face of innocence, she could be so promiscuous in public speech and conduct - what an enigmatic woman indeed...
Casually placing his glass of wine on the side, the man rose from his seat, striding towards the stage.
Luo Xiaoxiao, in her high heels on stage, was tottering heavily under the influence of alcohol. She slipped and was about to fall flat on stage.
Yet, the anticipated pain never arrived.
In her dizzy gaze, Luo Xiaoxiao lifted her head to find herself cradled in someone's arms.
Chuckles escaping her lips, she draped her arm around the man's neck, hanging on him as if he was her support.
A refreshing scent wafted from the man, wholesomely pleasant and fulfilling, lulling Luo Xiaoxiao into a trance-like state.
"Take me away!" Luo Xiaoxiao's voice fluttered against the man's ear, tainted with the faint smell of alcohol plus her own sweet aromatic fragrance. The warm breath sprayed on the man's earlobe, the close contact paired with her words turned his eyes dark in an instant.
The prey that actively presents itself, why wouldn't one take advantage of it?
The man directly scooped up Luo XiaoXiao in his arms, his gaze sweeped over the other men below him. His voice was cold, filled with chilling frost and domineering aura: "This woman, she's mine tonight."
The men below, although not willing by heart, weren't blind to the situation. The man holding the woman onstage was clad in a refined outfit, his demeanor imposing. A quick glance one can tell he was no ordinary man and not someone you can mess around with lightly.
With no one daring to obstruct, the man held Luo XiaoXiao, acted as if no one else was present, exited the bustling bar and got into his own car...
...
The next morning.
Pain!
A headache coupled with a pain throughout her whole body, like she had been run over by a car back and forth dozens of times. Luo XiaoXiao felt that she shouldn't have woken up.
Struggling to open her eyes, a dazzling chandelier was the first thing that greeted her sight, in a room that was redecorated expressing warmth, romance, and opulence.
"Where am I?"
Luo XiaoXiao twitched to sit up, but the moment she moved, she felt a ripping pain in her lower body.
Luo XiaoXiao, upon thinking about something, pulled up the quilt, and found herself wearing a neat set of pajamas.
Where were her own clothes?
She remembered...
Luo Xiaoxiao clutched her head and recollected carefully.
She remembered that yesterday, after she walked in on a man and a woman in an intimate situation, she was so angry and heartbroken that she'd run to a bar to drown her sorrows, and then…
And then… she publicly asked if anyone wanted to spend the night with her in a room.
So, it was her own fault that she ended up in this predicament, she couldn't blame anyone else, could she?
Recalling the events, Luo Xiaoxiao was on the verge of tears!
"Damn it!"
Not only had she lost the virginity she'd treasured for twenty-two years, but the worst thing was, she didn't even know what the man looked like!
Moreover, the man was so barbaric; she was hurting all over!
Luo Xiaoxiao struggled to get up from the bed, and her gaze unintentionally fell upon a note on the table next to her.
The handwriting on the note was strong and firm, suggesting the owner was a decisive person.
However, the content of the note made Luo Xiaoxiao so furious she almost ground her teeth to dust.
That bastard had the nerve to leave her a check worth a million after hitting it and quitting it!
Did he take her for a prostitute?
Damn it! Even if one were to give cash, it should be her giving it to him!
Luo Xiaoxiao was about to angrily rip the check into pieces, but…
This was, after all, the only thing that man had left behind. If she tore it up now, wouldn't she be left without a shred of evidence?
Furthermore, she could donate this money to those in need. One should really not bear grudges against money, right?
Thinking along these lines, Luo Xiaoxiao put the check into her purse.
She also found that the unknown man had prepared a new set of clothes for her, even including underwear.
Blushing, Luo Xiaoxiao put on the clothes. It was broad daylight, and she didn't want to go out in her pajamas, only to be treated like a mental patient.
Surprisingly, the set of clothes fit exceptionally well, accentuating Luo Xiaoxiao's graceful figure and earning her more than a few admiring glances.
Once she was dressed, Luo Xiaoxiao, like a thief in the night, slipped away.
She had barely taken two steps when she, her head bowed so low it was almost touching the ground, walked right into someone...