As soon as they left the hotel, Li Meirong couldn't help but exclaim triumphantly, "After tonight, our Chu family is saved."
"Mom, what do you mean?" Chu Mengling asked, puzzled. "If Lingzhi doesn't get involved with President Cai, will he still save our Chu family?"
"She'll agree tomorrow."
Hearing this, a sense of dread crept into Chu Mengling's heart. "Mom, did you do something to Lingzhi?"
"I put something in her drink."
Chu Mengling was shocked. "Mom, how could you do that?"
"What do you know!"
Li Meirong shot Chu Mengling a stern glare. "It's your soft-heartedness that got the company into this mess."
"..." Chu Mengling's heart clenched, as if a sharp knife had sliced through it.
"Mengling, your mother is doing this for you and the Chu Group," Chu Jianjue said, seeing her upset. He came over, wrapped an arm around her, and tried to console her earnestly.
"Business is like a battlefield—no brothers in business, no father and son in war. Besides, President Cai likes Lingzhi; she won't lose out by being with him."
"Exactly. A woman who had a child out of wedlock and doesn't even know who the father is—she's lucky anyone wants her at all, and she's still being picky. President Cai is handsome and the general manager of RU. We're setting them up for her own good." Li Meirong looked deeply at Chu Mengling. "Mengling, I know you like Luo Zifan, but Luo Zifan likes that girl Lingzhi. If Lingzhi gets together with President Cai, Luo Zifan will definitely give up on her, and then you'll have your chance. Daughter, happiness and wealth are things you have to fight for yourself, understand?"
Chu Mengling pursed her lips and looked at Li Meirong thoughtfully. "Mom, I understand."
...
In the presidential suite, on the luxurious European-style double bed.
The woman's graceful figure writhed like a snake, heating up the room's atmosphere.
Standing before the bed, Nangong Ye's eyes were deep and dark red, radiating a dangerous gleam.
If it hadn't been him in the elevator but another man, would she already be...?
At that thought, the man's eyes turned icy and terrifying.
He would not let the person who drugged her off easily!
Chu Lingzhi's consciousness was fading, and she couldn't even make out her surroundings clearly.
Her hands were frantically tugging at the dress she wore.
Her body was so hot that she kept moving restlessly, creating a scene that was practically an invitation to sin.
Her dress had slipped down to her shoulders, revealing her fair, flawless shoulders and perfect neck.
Seeing her like this, even the usually cold and aloof Nangong Yehen found it hard to resist temptation.
If he didn't act as her antidote, she would surely die.
The man's long, slender fingers began to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time—
...
The air was thick with an intense, ambiguous atmosphere.
In her sleep, Chu Lingzhi shifted slightly.
Suddenly, the ache all over her body jolted her awake.
She opened her eyes, and the first thing that met her gaze was the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
Her head throbbed, and she instinctively reached up to massage her temples.
The soreness in her shoulder joints made her frown involuntarily.
What was going on?
Why did her whole body feel like it was falling apart?
Especially her legs—they hurt so much she couldn't even move.
And the area between her thighs...
Suddenly, a thought struck Chu Lingzhi. She turned her head sharply and looked.
She was stunned!
On the bed lay a naked Nangong Yehen.
His eyes were closed, his refined features perfectly sculpted.
His brows were thick and sharp, his lashes long and curled.