My first intimate encounter with Qin Yuyan was forced, but the drug he had ingested was from me.

Never did I expect that one day I would become the victim of "lifting a stone only to hit my own foot," quite an incredible happening for someone like me, Sheng Huanyan.

However, since discovering my fiancé's infidelity, it seems like luck has deserted me.

But I suppose I should start from the beginning.

I am Sheng Huanyan, 23 this year, coming from a decently affluent family, was a well-behaved girl who never worried her parents, and lived quite a smooth sailing life.

By marriageable age, I was even engaged to my boyfriend of many years, Lin Yuwen.

However, recently my fiancé, Lin Yuwen, began frequently working overtime. Although his treatment toward me was still as per usual, my finely tuned senses as a soon-to-be wife detected his growing indifference.

A woman in love can turn into a veritable Sherlock Holmes.

I secretly followed Lin Yuwen and discovered his infidelity. Not merely that, I found him frequenting a certain hotel with his mistress.

From being university classmates to lovers, I had initially hoped we would have a smooth transition to marriage and live a life devoted only to each other. I had never expected he could do such a thing.

Furious, I disguised myself as a waitress and infiltrated the hotel.

After confirming the room Lin Yuwen was in, I immersed a potent aphrodisiac bought online into the red wine and asked another waitress to send it to the room.

Well, if he's cheating, giving him a moment of public ridicule won't be a big deal.

Based on my calculations, the drug should have taken effect on Lin Yuwen by now, but the room seemed quiet, with no discernable noise.

I gently tiptoed closer to the door, leaning my ear against it to listen in.

This five-star hotel isn't too shabby, with its outstanding soundproofing, huh?

As I was thinking, the door was suddenly kicked open from the inside. I stumbled back and fell onto the floor.

A tall man appeared in the doorway, his suit finely tailored.

He was backlit and I couldn’t make out his expression, but I could intuitively sense danger emanating from him.

"You...you're not Lin Yuwen, how are you here? Where's Lin Yuwen?"

I was very certain that I didn't get the room number wrong, Lin Yuwen indeed went into this room.

But...my gaze slid past the man into the room. It was in full view, the big bed in the middle was completely empty, where's Lin Yuwen?

The man didn’t utter a sound, only took a step forward, letting me finally see his face.

He looked no more than thirty years old, his facial features were deeply handsome, and his thin lips were held tightly, making his handsome features appear somewhat cold and harsh.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, temples throbbing, seemingly enduring some intense pain, while staring at me unwaveringly.

“Who are you?” His voice was deep, the intense pressure from his sharp gaze made it almost impossible for me to breathe.

"I...Who are you? Why are you in..." I shrank back, and before I could finish, he suddenly yanked me over.

The door was brutally kicked shut, making a loud noise.

After bouts of dizziness, my back heavily fell onto the soft bed, and the man pressed himself over me.

His highly impactful face almost touching mine, his warm breath sprayed onto my face that brought a faint smell of wine, "Did you put something in the wine?"

His voice was deep and pleasing, though nearly hoarse.

Startled, I hastily denied, "No, it was a sedative I administered... But..."

"Since it's your medication, it's up to you to resolve it!" The man's eyes were bright like a wolf on a hunt, fastened on me. With his words, my top was torn to shreds.

"What are you doing! Uh..." His scorching lips met mine with a skilled tongue that darted into my mouth, diluting my rationality with a faint aroma of alcohol, as if to stir my brains into chaos.

I hadn't been intimate with my fiancé. I had always desired to reserve my first time for my wedding night. Who knew I would end up mysteriously pinned by a strange man...

His hot body heavily pressed against mine, tightly fitting without a gap. He was evidently passionate; I could feel his desire through the thin fabric.

"Hmm umm umm!" My struggles became increasingly violent, but his arms were as firm as iron clamps, confining my hands above my head with one hand. With a few swishes, he had stripped off my remaining clothing.

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