It was probably around 8 o'clock in the evening when Qiao Bao'er suddenly received a call from Zhu Xiaowei.
"Joe, Joe-bear, can you please help us..."
On the phone, Zhu Xiaowei's voice was hurried and anxious.
Joe Bao'er was alone in the luxurious penthouse suite at the top of the hotel, confused and asked, "Xiao Zhu, what happened over there? Did you drink too much?"
Her voice was slurred, as if she had had quite a bit to drink. And Zhu Xiaowei's weak constitution meant she would be drunk after just three cups.
"My lord, where is your shepherd?"
Zhu Xiao Wei clutched her phone, her voice slurring and incoherent.
"He wasn't there. What happened?"
Jo Bao'er found it strange that she suddenly asked about Jun Zhi Mu again.
Jun Zhimu had some things keeping him in the city earlier, but an hour ago he sent a text saying he was coming over and told her not to run around. Qiao Bao'er had changed her clothes and was just about to go downstairs to find something to eat when Zhu Xiaowei called.
"Miss Xia, Miss Xia...she was forcibly fed half a bottle of whiskey..." The voice on the phone was a little low and fragmented, making it sound a bit nonsensical.
"Mr. Mo said he was Tang, Tang's cousin... He said she couldn't possibly be Jun Zhi牧's girlfriend, and he even said that if Xia Chuixue wanted to be Jun Zhi牧's mistress...she might as well follow him."
Joe Bao'er couldn't understand a word she was saying, "Xiao Zhu, where are you now!"
"Me, I'm...right now..." Zhu Xiaowei on the other end of the phone was slow to respond for a while.
She burped, as if suddenly remembering something important, and yelled in a high voice, “Jo Bao’er, come over here and help us quickly!”
"This hotel belongs to the Jun family, the people here will listen to you... you, hurry up..."

Qiao Bao'er listened to her babble incoherently from being drunk, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she was worried.

"Which room are you in? I'll be there right away!" She said, hurriedly reaching out to twist the doorknob.
But as soon as she opened the door, a tall figure strode in.
Qiao Baoer was caught off guard, her forehead hitting the other person's chest. She was stunned for a moment and before she could react, she was pushed by the other person, with a bang, the door locked shut.
"You crazy bastard, who the hell are you?" she snarled, her voice laced with anger.
But the moment those words, "Who are you," left her lips, Qiao Bao'er froze completely. She stared at the man before her, her face etched with disbelief.
The other party was tall, almost 1.86 meters, but looked a bit thin. Their skin and features were like those of people from Europe—fair, three-dimensional, and delicate. Especially their blue eyes, deep and clear, left a lasting impression.
He stared straight at her, his blue eyes reflecting her face, her beautiful features. His handsome brow furrowed slightly as if hesitating...
After a moment, she finally opened her thin lips slightly and whispered.
"Baby..."
His voice was low and clear, gentle yet somewhat detached, with a cool feeling.
It's a very special voice, it sounds so good.
Just like him, he is handsome and fair with an extraordinary temperament. He is casual and serene.
This familiar yet distant nickname, besides her deceased mother, only he would call her thus, "baby."
She resisted his advances countless times, the label felt too sickening.

But this man still keeps shouting like that, he just can't change.

"Little Column, you...where have you been all these years..."
Qiao Bao'er's eyes gradually turned red, and in the end, she didn't say anything. She just glared at him angrily and shouted, "Tang Yu, you bastard, where did you go?"

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