"I marry you!" At the cocktail party where her boyfriend mocked and ridiculed her, he held her hand. At that moment, he secretly moved into the deepest part of her heart. However, half a month after the wedding, his scandalous photos with the actress graced the front-page headlines. She was furious, and he just smiled... Six months after the wedding, the mistress came knocking at the door with a baby bump. She handled it with extraordinary finesse as he watched indifferently... One year into the marriage, his ex-wife suddenly returned from abroad. She put up her fight, and he watched amused... He carelessly lingered amongst other women, treating her like air. "You're nothing more than a momentary fancy I brought home. I'm tired of you now." In front of his lover, he laughed elegantly, a warm spring breeze but ultimately cold and heartless. She was laughed at and trampled on her dignity, becoming the world's biggest joke. The moment her figure faded from his gaze, he realized that was not the ending he wanted! A year later, she was living her life to the fullest, and news of her remarriage was on everyone's lips. But he, like Satan, came storming back, shredding her wedding dress, "What I've played with, I'd destroy rather than let someone else have it."
On the large bed, the girl was sleeping sweetly wrapped in a blanket like a kitten, revealing only her iridescent red hair and a pair of tender, white feet under the blanket.
After a while, Qi Rujiao flipped over, sitting up groggily from the bed. The white satin quilt slid from her fragrant shoulders to her chest, revealing her skin as white as suet in the air. On her exquisite and stunning face, traces of sleepiness lingered.
Looking around herself, how did she end up in a hotel?
She distinctly remembered entering a bar to drink last night, and she didn't even get drunk! Despite her efforts, she could not recall anything that happened from the time she began drinking until she woke up, as if the memories had been erased.
Moving her body, she felt a sour pain throughout, as if it had been trampled. She lowered her gaze, and her eyes widened in shock.
"Oh my God!"
Who could tell her why she was naked?
A terrible thought intruded into her mind like bacteria, causing her sudden panic.
“Buzz——, Buzz——”
A vibrating sound came from the black Hermes bag on the floor. Qi Rujiao, completely naked, darted to the edge of the bed, grabbed the bag's strap, unzipped it, and took out a cell phone from the deepest part of the bag.
A text message!!!
She quickly opened the message, which read, "Qi Rujiao, your best friend Ling Jiayuan, taking advantage of your absence, is seducing your boyfriend Jiang Chengyi. If you don’t believe it, come to see Qi's. They are together all the time."
After reading the message, Qi Rujiao's blood pressure instantly increased. Being aware of her current absence and knowing their names assuredly meant this person must be an acquaintance. Therefore, the message was at least 50% believable. As for the remaining 50%, she hoped it was an advanced April Fool’s prank!
She swallowed her anger, got out of bed, quickly dressed, and left. All her thoughts were filled with this shocking text message. She had no energy to think about anything else.
On the large bed, under the disturbed quilt, a pool of red blood stains unfolded like a bewitching rose.
After a while.
The bathroom door opens, and a tall man in neat attire steps out at a leisurely pace. His hair strands are a deep brown color, his features a graceful and profound mix of Asian softness and refined European-like aspects, exuding nobility amidst the finesse.
His narrow, phoenix-like eyes lazily half-closed, looking deeply at the empty bed.
The champagne-colored Porsche races down the road, from the airport.
In the Qi Family's reception hall, as soon as Qi Rujiao appears, bows and nods of greetings flood her way. This woman, in her 12-cm high heels, draped in white fox fur, clutching her Hermes platinum bag, exudes power and grandeur like a queen.
Her face cold, she heads straight to the CEO's office on the 38th floor.
Upon seeing Qi Rujiao arrive, the secretary stands in a panic, "Miss, why did you come?"
"Do I need to inform you, Secretary Yang, first before I come?" Qi Rujiao responds coolly, glancing sideways.
"No, no... of course not." Secretary Yang shudders under Qi Rujiao's chilly gaze and quickly shakes her head.
Qi Rujiao isn't in the mood to make life hard for an employee. She walks straight towards the office, her emotions tangled. She wants some clarity, but she also fears the heartbreaking scene she might see.
Seeing her about to push the office door, Secretary Yang rushes over in a panic to stop her, "Miss, you can't go in now. The CEO has a guest."
"Move!" Qi Rujiao, with her fiery eyes, feels an increasing heaviness in her heart.
"Miss, please don't make this difficult for me, you really can't go in." Secretary Yang is drenched in cold sweat; she dare not defy her boss's instructions, but this particular lady... she can't offend either.
Qi Rujiao doesn't want to waste any more words on her, she pushes Secretary Yang aside and uses her 12-cm high heel to kick open the office door.