Royal View Hotel.

In the silent corridor, a fashionable woman dressed in an evening gown is followed by two black-suited bodyguards, each holding up a bride dressed in a traditional red wedding gown, who's already helplessly drunk.

The woman opens the door to the presidential suite and directs the bodyguards to lay the bride on the bed.

Looking at the flushed bride on the bed, the woman sneers chillingly, her eyes smug. "Ye Chang'an, dreaming of transforming from a lowly creature to a phoenix?"

With everything in order, she waves her hand grandly and quickly departs with the bodyguards.

...

The elevator doors open.

Qi Liancheng strides out of the elevator, brushing past a woman and two men entering the elevator. All three have hurried expressions, stirring slight suspicion in him, but he shrugs it off and doesn't think too much about it.

Entering the room, he doesn't turn on the lights. The moment he steps into the bedroom, he senses something’s off.

"Who's there?" he becomes alert.

"Husband...it's so hot..." A soft whisper from the bed. The person seems to be uncomfortable, stirring restlessly.

A woman?

The hotel's 'special' service?

Arranged by someone deliberately?

He switches on the light and slowly approaches the bed, loosening his tie as he walks.

Suddenly, his actions paused. His breathing was ragged. A touch of disbelief flashed on his handsome face. The woman on the bed...

It was her? Ye Chang'an!

"You..." He wondered.

Ye Chang'an, restless on the bed due to fever, felt something cold approaching. Unconsciously, she wanted to move closer, but ended up rolling off the bed.

She wore a big red cheongsam, radiating a fatal seduction.

Her delicate long legs exposed, the slit of cheongsam revealing her underwear. Two buttons on her neck had been torn away due to her body's heat, her petite face flushed as a ripe peach, incessantly murmuring, "So hot."

His breath hitched. He quickly came closer, squatting down, partly embracing her, expressing his concern, "Ye Chang’an, wake up. What's wrong with you?"

"Mmm~" Ye Changan unconsciously snuggled into his arms. It felt so comfortable, less hot. But... she wanted it even cooler. It was really hot.

She took the initiative.

Embracing his waist, she rubbed herself against him, continuing to murmur, "So hot. This is so comfortable. But... it’s still so hot. So hot..."

She seemed so distressed as if she was about to cry.

Qi Lian Cheng's breath had already become heavier. Suppressing the desire within him, he pushed her away. Her eyes were bewilderingly glazed over, her face flushed, her body temperature... abnormal.

Damn it–she must’ve been drugged.

Startled by being shoved away, her instincts prodded her to grasp the thing in front of her, as touching it was the only way she didn't feel as hot and uncomfortable.

Her small hands fluttered in the air, blindly reaching out.

Qi Liancheng's face completely darkened. He, who had been holding back to his limit, her soft, boneless hand seemed to be igniting him, the last string inside him had been snapped.

"Ye Chang'an, you better understand what you're doing."

"Hot...so hot...uncomfortable...hot..."

"You brought this on yourself. You own the consequences."

With a swift pull, he drew her back into his embrace. He kissed her lips, feeling the relief from the heat. She involuntarily wrapped her hands around his neck.

He lifted her horizontally into his arms and put her on the bed. His hand roamed her body, his kisses fell like a blanket, relieving the initial heat between them, but it was not enough.

He kissed her gently, wanting to give her more, to leave her beautiful memories, but... she also responded passionately.

"Ah—" Accompanied by the tearing sensation, she cried out in pain, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

He paused his movements, kissed her lips softly and lovingly. Waiting for her pain to lessen, only then did he whisper by her ear: "Relax, be calm, leave it to me!"

Their night was filled with passion.