Hot...

So hot...

Her whole body felt as if it were trapped in an icy cave, cold and freezing. Yet, at the same time, it was like being submerged in a volcano, hot and scorching. Moreover, it was as if millions of ants were gnawing at her skin, causing an itchiness that was insufferably moving.

That itch, which had penetrated her bones, caused Gu Qingcheng to suddenly have a sensation as though she wished to break through some kind of barrier. She felt like she was suffocating and wanted relief. However, no matter what she did, she could not find a suitable way to do so. All she could do was rub back and forth on the large bed aimlessly.

Suddenly, the clothes on her chest were lifted, and the sudden coolness made Gu Qingcheng feel a bit of comfort. Following her instinctive reaction, she greedily sought the source of this refreshing sensation, continuously bending her body to absorb the slight comfort. This comfort made her lose control to the point where she wanted to make a sound.

Perhaps sensing her urgency, the man lying on top of her lightly said, "Provocative little demon."

It was this mild comment that made Gu Qingcheng slowly open her eyes. What she first saw was an imposingly muscular male chest. Realizing this, Gu Qingcheng abruptly woke up. Where was she? Wasn't she killed by her own younger sister? Was this heaven or hell?

Before she could think too much, she reacted impulsively against the man's further actions, gave him a hard shove.

Caught off-guard, the man was abruptly pushed off the bed by her.

Then, Gu Qingcheng tried to sit up on the soft bed. However, the moment her hands supported the bed, a sudden wave of dizziness hit her, causing her to collapse back onto the bed.

Something was wrong – why did she feel so weak? Gu Qingcheng tried moving her arm. She didn't feel the usual sharp pain. With a mind full of doubt, she carefully inspected her surroundings. The luxury of the five-star presidential suite, the depressing gray tone all around, everything was unfamiliar. Where was this? Could it be that she hadn't died? But this was not the General's Mansion she was familiar with, nor the dungeon where she was tortured. Then...

Standing by the bed, Ling Du, already sober, looked at the woman who was rolling her big black eyes around, and couldn't help but frown.

"Who are you?"

The sudden question interrupted Gu Qingcheng's reverie. Raising her head, she saw a pair of deep, cold black eyes.

Because he had just taken a bath, the man only had a white towel around his waist. His nearly perfect upper body was completely exposed to the air, lined with clear muscular contours, and his abdominal muscles beautifully prominent.

In both her past and present life, this was the first time Gu Qingcheng had witnessed such a scene, causing her face to turn undeniably red. She stammered for a while but couldn't articulate a complete sentence.

The man scrutinized her for a moment, seeming to understand something.

In an emotionless tone, he said, "They sent you here, didn’t they?"

Thinking back to his drunken state just moments ago and then being sent to this room; considering the current situation, it wasn't hard for him to deduce who arranged this setup.

However, even when he was drunk in the past, he would never allow a woman to come within a foot of him. So, why was he interested in this woman today?

Ling Du was puzzled by this, but a thought dawned upon him. His eyes squinted dangerously, "If they sent prey my way, why would I refuse? But those people seriously underestimate me. Do they think a woman can sway me? Hmph..."

With that thought, a sneer of contempt tugged at the corners of his cold lips, and the chill in his eyes grew deeper.

"Come here!"

Gu Qingcheng, hearing the man's persistently cold voice looked in his direction. She could vaguely see the man already seated on a nearby couch swinging a glass of red wine, his eyes frigidly fixed on her.

Rather than observing her, his gaze felt like a frivolous examination. She felt as if she were a piece of meat on a chopping board ready for someone to pick and sell cheap.

Seeing no movement from the woman on the bed, the man’s patience wore thin. He beckoned Gu Qingcheng, "I told you to come here!"