In the dimly lit living room, the candlestick on the coffee table cast a fiery glow upon the intertwined man and woman on the couch.
The man's broad back completely enveloped the woman underneath him, leaving only her sobbing, soft moans.
Suddenly, the man hesitated.
"Is this your first time?"
Jian Huan snapped back from the pain, only to have it quickly shrouded by terror.
This familiar yet strange voice sent a chilling dread through her body.
Because she discovered that the man pinning her down was not her fiancé.
It was her fiancé's older brother - Lou Xiao, the Lou Er Ye that everyone avoided like the plague.
A wave of immense panic engulfed her, and she stiffened, forcing her alcohol-addled mind to recount how she ended up in this situation.
Just this afternoon, she had just gotten engaged to her fiancé, Lou Jingyang.
Tonight was supposed to be their first night together...
But...
But after she undressed, Jingyang was called away by a phone call from his cousin.
He even insulted her "thirstiness" when she tried to keep him around.
Afterwards, she drank an entire bottle of red wine by herself.
In her daze, she faintly remembered that Lou Jingyang had come back again.
This time, his ardour was exceptional.
So passionate that he immediately pushed her onto the couch.
The clearer her memory, the colder Jian Huan felt, her lips trembling, "You, you..."
The man supporting himself above her quirked a smile. Under the lifted arch of his brows, his gaze went unfathomable. The playful notes in his tone hinted at a gamer's jest.
"What's the matter, my future sister-in-law?"
Upon being called that, Jian Huan felt as if a surge of blood was rushing up to her chest. She abruptly pushed him away, standing barefoot on the floor while pointing at him with trembling lips.
"Why? Why did you..."
Lou Xiao slowly sat up, took out a packet of cigarettes, lit one and took a deep puff. Through the swirling smoke, his gaze roamed freely over Jian Huan's body.
"I apologize, I thought that was your way of treating guests."
"You!"
Jian Huan knew he was twisting the truth, but she could not refute him.
Because she vaguely remembered, it was her who first threw herself at him.
Besides, who didn't know the notorious reputation of the Lou family's second master? His status and identity were secondary; his audacious personality was the most troublesome part, who would dare to provoke him?
"Jian Huan."
Lou Xiao's voice, naturally magnetic, was laced with a hoarseness that made every word feel like tiny particles scratching at one's eardrums.
"Do you want to put some clothes on?"
Jian Huan subconsciously looked down and it took her drunken blur of a brain a moment to realise that she was stark naked, painting a rather stark contrast to the fully clothed Lou Xiao.
With a brief shriek, she squatted on the floor, hugging herself tightly.
The movement caused her back to stretch and shiver, making Lou Xiao's eyes darken by a few shades.
He picked up the suit from the floor and tossed it over her before turning away to light a cigarette.
Clad in the suit, Jian Huan squatted behind the sofa and dressed at a lightning speed.
During this time, she tried her best to calm herself down.
Her family background was strictly conservative, to the point of being pathological.
If news of this incident were to leak out, she would be doomed.
After a struggle in her mind, she spoke again, her tone restored to calmness.
"About what happened today, I hope Lou Er Ye can act as if it never happened."
"You're here to look for Jing Yang, right? He's not around, and it's very late."
The underlying message being, you can leave now.
Jian Huan was at a loss, just wanted to quickly get rid of this hot potato, but she had yet to understand that Lou Xiao was inherently defiant. The more someone didn't want him to do something, the more he desired to do it.
The English translation for the text:
If one can cause some discomfort for others, then certainly not offering any relief.
Seeing the evasive look on Jian Huan's face, Lou Xiao not only didn't leave, but instead kicked up his leg, as relaxed as if he was in his own home.
Eyeing the flowers and wine on the table and then at Jian Huan, his teasing gaze became stronger, "Nice ambiance, nice company."
Jian Huan's cheeks were burning hot, she felt like a fish on the chopping board—gutted, dissected, evaluated by the customers.
Lou Xiao's words reminded her again, under what circumstance her fiancé had abandoned her.
"Second Master Lou, you just took advantage of me and now adding insult to injury, isn't that too much?"
Right now, Jian Huan was like a thorn in soft dough—not intimidating at all, instead, it evoked in Lou Xiao a desire to tease.
Suddenly, Lou Xiao laughed. The living room was only dimly lit, outlining his profile more mysteriously and charmingly.
"Don't act as if you're a chaste martyr. My younger brother is probably in the arms of his little sweetheart, not caring about you at all."
The words "little sweetheart" were said by him in such an ambiguous way that Jian Huan shivered at the hidden meaning behind them.
She pretended to be calm, "Jiang Ziying is Jing Yang's cousin, and my younger sister. She lost her parents when she was young, it's only right for Jing Yang to take care of her."
Lou Xiao chuckled, "Do you really not know, or are you pretending to not know?"
Jian Huan remained silent, but her disturbed breathing betrayed her.
Suddenly, Lou Xiao stood up and walked towards her, step by step, until Jian Huan was completely engulfed in his shadow.
His slender finger pointed at Jian Huan's shoulder, "Since you think I took advantage of you, allow me to repay you. Put on your coat, let me take you to see..."
His magnetic and provocative voice echoed by her ear, pausing after each word, "an erotic play."
