I'm feeling bored, hot and my throat hurts!

Su Mian whispered, her eyes struggling to open.

Suddenly, the lights flashed on.

The next second, Su Mian was dragged off the bed by Lu Di and thrown to the ground.

"How did you get in here? Who let you lie here?" Su Mian hadn't even had time to speak when a large hand clamped down on her neck.

Warm, dry hands clamped onto his trachea, with a great deal of force, making it hard to breathe.

Su Mian frowned, squinting her eyes hard before she could see the man in front of her.

He was dressed in a silver-gray suit, flawlessly tailored and meticulously embroidered. He looked handsome yet imposing, his expression a mixture of anger and disgust as he sipped something from a glass.

And looking around again, European oil paintings, luxurious carpets, elegant furnishings...

This… This isn't the room!

How could you be here?

With wide eyes, Su Mian exclaimed in shock, "Master, I don't know how I ended up here. I must have taken a wrong turn. Could you please let me go first? I... I can hardly breathe."

After his words, a cold sneer came in response.

"Lost? Don't you think that excuse is rather flimsy?" Gu Yanting surveyed Su Mian with disdain. Her short dress revealed a small amount of skin, her collarbone was smooth and white, and her long limbs were...

Gu Yan'ting curled his lips into a disdainful smile, then shook off Su Mian and took out a pure white handkerchief from his pocket. As he wiped his hands, he said coldly, "Get out!"

What does this man mean? Does he think I'm a courtesan?

Su Mian was stimulated by the man's actions.

"Supporting himself on the ground, he staggered to his feet. "Sir, is this really necessary? I told you I just walked into the wrong room, I had no other intentions!"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, glimmering with anger.

Originally, I was drinking to drown my sorrows because I was unhappy. Now, things have become even more depressing.

Gu Yan Ting hates people entering his room, and this person just lay on his bed!

I can't stand it!

“This room requires a key card to enter, and the only one I have is this,” Gu Yan Ting waved the black key card with gilded edges and intricate antique patterns, continuing, “You said you walked into the wrong room. How did you manage that? Did you perhaps possess bone-bending skills to squeeze through the door?”

"...."

Su Mian was choked and couldn't say a word.

"So, now, get out of here immediately! I don't want to say it a third time!" Gu Yan Ting had no patience. With a long hand, he pointed at the door.

Su Mian pouted, glancing at her handbag still left on the bed. She walked over to pick it up, but unexpectedly stumbled, losing her balance and falling directly onto Gu Yan Ting.

And Gu Yan Ting was caught off guard, the two of them falling onto the bed one after another.

Suddenly, the unique fragrance of humans wafted to Gu Yan Ting's nose. He frowned, although he resisted, there was no previous nausea.

"What are you doing? Get lost!" Gu Yanting frowned, pushing the person away with his hand.

Rip!

With a tearing sound, Su Mian's sharp voice also rose: "Damn it! Scoundrel!"

Su Mian's eyes were narrowed as she clutched the thin blanket, her face a mixture of anger and frustration. She stared at the small red cloth hanging on the needle in front of the man.

"It's me who wants to know what you want to do?" Gu Yan Ting looked at Su Mian with disgust, throwing the red cloth of the needle away as if it were a virus.

"Entering my room without permission, pretending to be drunk, even deliberately tearing up your clothes and acting provocatively. Do you think you're irresistible? People like you are shameless, dirty, and disgusting!"

His eyes, his tone, everything was laced with sarcasm.

Su Mian's temper flared, and she no longer covered herself with the blanket. She got up abruptly and said, "Fuck you! You call me dirty? You're the one who's dirty, your whole family is filthy!"

He was still drunk, and now feeling even more upset. His head spun, and he started slapping Gu Yan Ting's face. "You think I'm dirty? If you have the guts, cut off everything I touched! Isn't that disgusting? Why aren't you vomiting? Vomit! Vomit!"

Gu Yan Ting: "..."

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