In the most prestigious Van Di Hotel of T City, An Ran, wearing a plaid shirt and sneakers, carrying a badminton racket in her hand brazenly break into the hotel. Her down-to-earth style sharply contrasts with the sumptuous and luxurious environment here.
The man whom she bumps into in her fury halts his steps and turns to look at An Ran’s receding figure, his deep-set eyes narrowing slightly.
The elegant, distinguished man points to An Ran, and instructs his assistant beside him, "Find out about that girl. I want to know everything."
"Yes, Master Chen!"
Running onto the VIP floor on the 28th level, An Ran uses her keycard to open the room door. As expected, she sees a man and a woman in bed.
Without any hesitation, she picks up her badminton racket and fiercely strikes it on the sweaty man.
The passionate engagement on the bed abruptly ends. The naked pair tries to pull the bed sheets to cover themselves hastily, with the man attempting to explain, "Ran Ran, let me explain..."
"You two dogs!"
An Ran doesn't give them an opportunity to explain, wildly swinging her badminton racket and beating them, prompting the woman to scream and hide behind the man, "Brother Wenjie, save me, your sister is insane!"
He Wenjie reaches out to grab the falling badminton racket, "An Ran, what are you doing?"
"Doing what?"
Without a second thought, An Ran kicks the man in his vulnerable spot, "My boyfriend is sleeping with my younger sister, you ask me what am I doing?"
In so much pain, He Wenjie can't care about anything else and curls up on the bed. An Ran, enraged, turns around and gives An Qi two fierce slaps, "You wanted me to catch you in bed, didn't you? Here you go, as per your wish, caught in the act!"
After drubbing the philanderer and vixen mercilessly, An Ran directly heads to the VIP lounge of the Van Di Hotel. Ignoring the dismissive looks, she pulls out a bank card and slams it on the bartop, her face radiating arrogance, "Bring me your most expensive liquor. I'm not short of money!"
The 80,000 in the card is the money she saved by working hard and living frugally over the years, meant for her wedding with He Wenjie.
"But that's all useless now. After five years of relationship, we ended in a dismal failure.
Being utterly drunk, An Ran carried her bottle and went out. She entered the elevator and instinctually pressed the button for the 28th floor.
Just out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel around his waist, Jin Yichen was drying his wet hair. His desire for a drink was interrupted by frantic knocking at the door. 'He Wenjie, Wen Qi, you pair of adulterous lovers! Get out this instant!'
Jin Yichen, previously displeased and frowning, saw the person outside through the peephole. His attractive thin lips lifted into a smile, and without any hesitation, he opened the door.
Drunk An Ran, who had been leaning on the door, instantly lost her support. She staggered and fell forward, even managing to pull down the only towel around Jin Yichen’s waist.
Jin Yichen, who usually kept calm in the face of an adversity darkened his face.
The embarrassed Jin Yichen was overwhelmed by her alcoholic breath.
He hoisted her up and quickly snatched the towel from her hand to wrap it around his waist again.
An Ran, lifting her face, bickered persistently, 'He Wenjie, you dare betray me? I swear I'll castrate you, grind you into bits, and feed you to dogs!'
To mistake him for another man, who was both damned and disliked, truly made him feel dejected.
Being intoxicated to such an extent, she still didn't forget her deep hatred! But aren't her methods for revenge a bit too cruel?
Nevertheless, this vengeful spirit... He liked it!
He lifted the drowsy An Ran who had fallen asleep on his chest onto the bed. He brushed aside the messy hair on her face, pecked at her red lips, and smiled saying, 'Girl, we finally meet again!'
The next morning, when An Ran woke up, her head felt like splitting open. She forced her body to sit up from the bed and constantly pounded her head with her fists in an attempt to soothe the headache.
'Are you awake?'"
An unexpected male voice suddenly echoed in the room, causing An Ran to freeze mid-action. Mechanically turning her head, she found herself in the presence of a stark-naked man.
Unable to look away from the godly handsome man, she completely forgot about her splitting headache and instinctively started swallowing her saliva.
A smirk flashed across Jin Yichen's face, quite satisfied with her reaction. "What? Haven't had enough after all the touching and looking last night?"
Boom!
Images from last night's events sprang up in An Ran's mind like lightning striking. Her first thought: she had slept with the hunk in front of her after getting drunk!
"Umm..." An Ran, embarrassed, clutched at the bedsheet, "I... I can take responsibility."
Jin Yichen raised an eyebrow, not intending to clarify anything for her but instead led her to further misunderstand. "What's your plan to take responsibility?"
"...," An Ran, a girl with no talent, no beauty, and no power, truly couldn’t think of a way to handle the mess.
"I'm going to take a shower. You better figure out how to take responsibility for me within ten minutes," Jin Yichen glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
But the first thing An Ran thought of was to run away, so without any hesitation, she grabbed her shoes and bolted out the door.
Her reactions were all within his expectations. After coming out from the bathroom, Jin Yichen took the bundle of cash she had left on the pillow and counted it. It was exactly 250.
Standing outside her family’s mansion, An Ran stared at the unfamiliar house, finally gathering the courage to face the inevitable and stepping inside.
As soon as she stepped through the door, a badminton racket came flying straight at her face. Unable to dodge in time, it smacked her right on the forehead.
"What a good-for-nothing bastard you are. You actually remember to come back!"
Thinking about the injuries on her daughter, An Qi, Zhou Yueqin rushed forward, seizing An Ran by her hair, "I wouldn't have brought you home if I knew you were this heartless. You are nothing but an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!"
Indeed, she was adopted into the An family, which justified her life less than a servant, yet she was still grateful for their charity.
When An Ran got beaten by their mother and dared not fight back, the resentment that An Qi had been holding onto for the whole night seemed to dissipate.
With teary eyes and a sorrowful expression, An Qi said, "Mom, please don't be hard on sister anymore. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have fallen for Wen Jie. I shouldn't have snatched the happiness that should have belonged to sister."
Zhou Yueqin definitely couldn't stand her precious daughter being wronged in any way. She snorted coldly, "She is nowhere near good enough for Wen Jie."
He Wenjie was the most outstanding young talent among the returned overseas elites. Such a man should belong to her daughter!
"I don't care what your relationship was before, but now Wen Jie is Xiaoqi's fiancé. So keep your distance from him in the future!" Zhou Yueqin warned.
Seeing An Ran remained silent, Zhou Yueqin shook her head by pulling her hair, "You wicked girl, did you hear me?"
"Enough, stop hitting her!" He Wenjie, who had been silent all along, finally stood up to stop Zhou Yueqin's abuse.
Hating An Ran to the core and wishing her dead, An Qi acted innocent and pitiful, "Does brother Wen Jie still have feelings for sister? If so, I can step down and wish you happiness..."
