At the charity dinner of the Wellton Hotel.
The small table in front of Su Jinran was filled with empty wine glasses. Her eyes were blurred as she looked at the dancing floor not far away. The more she thought about it, the more depressed she felt.
How could the Su family send her to someone else as a mistress for business?
How could they have thought of that!
Suddenly, a figure blocked her sight.
She raised her head tiredly, her slightly furrowed brows revealing her displeasure.
The man stood tall and straight. Although his facial features were not very clear, Su Jinran could still feel the man's sharp gaze.
He was majestic and imposing. Just standing there without saying a word could freeze the surroundings into ice.
Su Jinran was supposed to be afraid of such a man, but the alcohol had numbed her nerves. She had already forgotten how to describe the word fear.
"Sir, I'm sorry! I'm already married. If you want to pick up girls, I suggest you find someone else!"
After that, Su Jinran waved her small hands with a smile, and the words "I won't see you off" were written on her plain face.
Li Yanjue narrowed his eyes and stared at the little drunk cat in front of him. There was a faint sign of danger in his eyes.
"The charity party is not a place for you to get drunk."
The man's voice was so low that the two people automatically ignored the gorgeous dance.
Su Jinran looked at him with a stunned expression. In the blink of an eye, she burst out laughing.
"A charity party?" She stretched out her little hand and pointed to the crowd who were talking with their glasses in the distance. "Don't tell me that you don't know that they are talking about marriage in the name of charity. Between rich and powerful families, interests are the top priority. Compared with them, I'm already drunk, okay?"
Su Jinran's beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of smiles. Her voice was light, but Li Yanjue could hear a hint of sadness in her voice.
He frowned slightly and was in a bad mood for no reason.
"It has nothing to do with you."
The marriage between a woman and a woman would not reach the point where it could not be arranged through marriage.
What's more, who would dare to touch the woman of Earl Li Yan?
After Su Jinran got drunk, the speed of her brain's operation increased by N grades.
She thought for a long time before she nodded and said, "Yes, these have nothing to do with me, because... tonight... I am going to be a mistress. Hey, do you know what a mistress means? But... I don't even have a title..."
"Who told you these words?"
A cold glint flashed in Marquis Li Yan's jet-black eyes, and even his indifferent tone was filled with an inexplicable viciousness.
Su Jin was not aware of these things. She was seriously considering who had said those words to her. Was it her adoptive father, Su Youcheng, or her sister, Su Keke?
Seeing that she looked at the sky blankly without saying a word, Li Yanjue leaned over to grab her chin and forced her to look at him. He asked coldly, "Did you agree to this?"
"Of course not!" Su Jinran was not drunk at this time. She rolled her eyes at the man as if she were looking at an idiot. How could she agree to such a bad thing?
The look in Marquis Li Yan's eyes gradually softened, and he let go of her.
The next second, the little woman lowered her head in despair and muttered to herself, "But, I have no choice but to agree to this matter..."
Damn it!
"It's all because those big shots like pretty and clean virgins!"
With so much money, who else could she not choose? Why must it be her?!
Su Jinran scratched the gold-rimmed velvet table cloth with her angry claws. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind—if she didn't do it for the first time, then...
The crazy idea grew wantonly under the nourishment of alcohol. She stood up and looked at the man like a cunning little fox, her eyes full of scheming.
