That night, the nightscape of Jiang City was as deep as ever.
Jian Yifan, holding a room card, stood in front of Room 3626, opened a text message in her phone, and there lay a message of a successful money transfer.
She had received fifty thousand now. If she could just go in and complete the task at hand, she could get the remaining fifty thousand.
One hundred thousand, it seemed so easy, as long as she could put the person inside to sleep.
As a professional sleep inducer, Jian Yifan had come across all sorts of peculiar reasons for insomnia, but for this one, she was clueless.
She could not help but worry because she knew nothing. However, one hundred thousand... was indeed a tantalizing reward.
With this one hundred thousand, she could raise enough money for her father's surgery and help him get a healthy heart.
Upon checking the transfer message again, Jian Yifan finally built up the courage to take a deep breath and swiped open the door.
The room was pitch black.
During her process of putting patients to sleep, some people could not endure light, for even a trace of it could disturb their sleep.
Jian Yifan thought she had encountered another one of such people, she didn't bother to turn on the light, instinctively shutting the door behind her.
In the silent night, in a silent room, the sporadic heavy panting in the room was especially distinct.
Something seemed off about the sound. Gathering her courage, Jian Yifan softly called out, "Hello there, I am the sleep inducer that your family has invited over."
No one answered her. The pants grew heavier.
"Hello?"
“A sleep cooer?” A playful, eager male voice rang suddenly. The voice was charming, like the steady beats of drums, striking the heart of Jian Yifan.
“Yes, yes.”
“Heh, they sure are inventive. After giving me a drug, they've sent a woman to me, coming up with all sorts of excuses.”
The man’s voice was cold. Before Jian Yifan could question him, a shadow suddenly lunged at her in the dark, full of impatience.
The shadow instantly sprang onto her. With a “thud”, Jian Yifan was pressed against the door, a hot breath spreading around her neck, searing her till it hurt.
“Ahh…” Jian Yifan gasped, “Sir, what are you doing!”
“What am I doing?” The man smirked with mockery, “They've sent you here, don't tell me you don't know what for?”
Is this guy sick!
Jian Yifan immediately retorted: “I was sent here to help you sleep, not to sleep with you. Please let go!”
“Heh, in either case, it's all about sleeping.”
He said no more, his warm lips began nibbling at Jian Yifan's neck. Her soft, fragrant, tender flesh was like a potent drug to him, inducing a more intense response from his body.
“Hey, stop… let me go!”
Jian Yifan kept trying to push him away, but suddenly found herself lifted into the air. The man picked her up and tossed her onto the bed, his muscular figure soon following and pressing down on her.
“What are you trying to do! Hmm…”
“What do you think?” The man suddenly sealed her lips, muffling her cries for help and attempts to resist.
Nine months later.
A heart-wrenching pain struck again, as if the soul was being torn apart. Jian Yifan suddenly widened her eyes, clenched her teeth, and a wave of contraction engulfed her.
"Push, push, you can already see it, it's almost there!" Encouraged a middle-aged woman by the side of the white sickbed continuously.
Jian Yifan tightly grasped the pillow with both hands, her pupils expanding from pain.
She thought it was an ordinary night, but she never expected that she would not only lose her innocence but also because of it, bear this child.
Thinking about that night, Jian Yifan can't help but be self-deprecating. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment of giving birth, she would still remember that one night.
That man...
His invasion was like a beast's, leaving her a lifetime of unforgettable memories.
"Ahh..." Another wave of pain hit, and Jian Yifan finally couldn't hold back a cry of pain. Along with this low groan, she felt something leave her body.
"Wah" a loud crying sound made Jian Yifan relax instantly.
Her forehead was covered in sweat, reflecting the light brightly.
After a hard effort, she felt her spirit dissipate. Jian Yifan found it so hard to even open her eyelids, she felt weak and just wanted to sleep.
In her daze, she heard the midwife carrying the baby out.
"Madam, I am going to fetch some hot water." The voice of the middle-aged woman.
Followed by the footstep sounds.
After a short silence, Jian Yifan heard a familiar female voice.
"It's a boy, luck is on his side." The one who spoke was indeed the woman who had asked her to find that man at the time.
"This... is good, but what are you going to do with this child?" The one who asked was a male voice that Jian Yifan had never heard before.
"Since he's born, of course we're taking him back. It's a child of the Lu family, it would be outrageous to leave him behind."
"But... you know full well that this child can't exist. Taking him back like this, what about the first lady?"
The woman sarcastically chuckled, and when she spoke again, there was derision in her voice, "This is the will of heaven, I can't let down such good intentions."
"This..."
"Enough of this and that, take the child back, give this woman some money and send her away."
The woman's voice had barely faded when Jian Yifan's eyes widened in shock.
Were they planning to take her child away directly?
No, that couldn’t happen! She hadn't seen her child yet, she couldn’t just let them take him away!
Jian Yifan forced her body to sit up and weakly called out, "My child... let me see the child."
The air froze for two seconds, then a partition curtain in the simple delivery room was lifted. A woman with a small foreign-style cap appeared before her, a black veil covering her face.
"This child is ours, we will give you one million as compensation for giving birth to this child. Don't ever look for him."
She was straightforward and decisive in her words, yet Jian Yifan was unyielding, struggling to get up, "Let me see the child first."
The woman sneered, coldly dismissing her and issuing an order to the outside, "Take the child away."
"No!" Yan Yifan, from who knows where, summoned her strength, climbed down from the bed, and stumbled after them.
A well-built man holding the child was quickly moving ahead, with Yan Yifan following behind, her eyes blurry but unwavering.
"You...let me see the child!"
She was so preoccupied with following the person in front, she didn't notice the stairs beneath her. Suddenly, her foot found only air, she screamed out as she lost her footing and tumbled down the stairs.
A warm fluid trickled down her forehead. Right before she lost consciousness, she heard the woman's command.
"Clean this mess up carefully, and don't let anyone discover it."
