Let It Be a Dream

"Then thank you, Sister. I hope you have a great time tonight." Cheng Tong offered a smile of gratitude while signaling to Ye Chen to clear out and not come back.

Cheng Tong was truly a good brother; when things got tough, he really stepped up.

Ye Chen nodded at Cheng Tong in appreciation and turned to leave.

He hadn't taken two steps before his vision blurred.

The world spun.

His entire body felt as if it were burning.

No, his tolerance for alcohol shouldn't have made him drunk this quickly.

Damn it, there was definitely something wrong with that drink.

Ye Chen didn't even bother changing his clothes; someone else was footing the bill anyway, so he headed straight out of the banquet hall toward the elevators.

Money really wasn't that easy to earn after all.

Ye Chen wasn't greedy; he just needed enough to cover the medical bills.

He wanted to save his first time for someone he truly loved; he didn't want to sleep with that wealthy woman.

Clutching his forehead, Ye Chen sent a warning text to Cheng Tong while stumbling into the elevator.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened.

With his head lowered, Ye Chen saw a pair of snow-white, straight, slender legs wearing black high heels. He felt even more feverish, his blood surging instantly.

Ye Chen looked up to see a woman in a pleated skirt, wearing sunglasses and a mask, her curvaceous figure accentuated by a long ponytail.

The long-haired woman called out in surprise, "Ye Chen..."

Unfortunately, Ye Chen didn't hear her.

A wave of dizziness struck, and Ye Chen's legs gave out, causing him to collapse straight toward the floor.

The woman hurriedly pulled Ye Chen into the elevator, bracing him against her body.

Ye Chen fell into a soft, fragrant embrace and lost consciousness.

The next afternoon.

Ye Chen woke up alone on the hotel's soft, white bed, his head throbbing.

He pulled back the covers and saw, as expected, that he was stark naked.

Last night wasn't a dream!

Recalling the difficult struggle of the previous night, Ye Chen threw the covers aside completely and, sure enough, discovered a dark red stain on the pristine white sheets.

But how did he end up on this hotel bed?

A face with youthful, exquisite features and a strong sense of girlishness surfaced in his mind.

Whether it was her shy smile or her tearful whimpers, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her skin was as white as snow, her brows and eyes exceptionally pretty, with the arches of her brows slightly upturned.

Her eyes were large and round, a beautiful almond shape.

They were clear and bright, as if crushed stars were embedded within them.

Her figure was graceful.

She was slender yet shapely, with thin where it needed to be thin and full where it needed to be full.

The fullness was a size he couldn't grasp with one hand.

Wasn't this the appearance of Su Ningwei, the lead singer of the Rose Girl Group?

He was losing his mind!

He must have been so drugged out of his mind that he imagined the other person as his idol.

Su Ningwei was a natural-born diva whom the heavens had blessed with talent; she had become a massive sensation the moment she debuted, gaining countless fans.

He didn't even know this Su Ningwei.

How could Su Ningwei possibly have been beneath him, singing for him alone all night?

Ye Chen touched the shallow scar on his left temple, feeling a pang of guilt.

The girl in the elevator must have given her first time to him last night.

Even though it was a fair trade, the girl was definitely the one at a disadvantage.

If she was willing, Ye Chen would take responsibility to the end.

In his memories, the girl had initially resisted.

But once his drug-induced state took over, he just...

The girl did not refuse afterward, only sighing softly against Ye Chen: "Sigh, forget it. This medicine is really potent; I originally wanted to..."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to kiss Ye Chen's lips.

What followed was a remarkably tacit and intense interaction.

Ye Chen couldn't be sure if he had been hallucinating, nor did he know what the girl had intended to do...

A note was left on the nightstand, written in beautiful semi-cursive script.

The paper read: "It was my own choice. You don't need to take responsibility. Just treat it like a dream."

Ye Chen tucked the note away carefully, choosing to respect her wishes, though it truly was an unforgettable dream.

His clothes from last night had been dry-cleaned by the hotel staff and returned.

Just as Ye Chen finished dressing, his phone vibrated with a transaction notification:

"Your account ending in 2023 received a deposit of 555,000 yuan on April 1st at 11:11. Current balance: 555,100.25 yuan. [China Construction Bank]"

Ye Chen felt a surge of excitement. Great, the medical expenses were covered.

At this critical moment, being handsome was actually somewhat useful.

That team leader Hao Ren was certainly prompt with the money; he really was a "good man" who helped out impoverished boys.

Ye Chen immediately transferred one hundred thousand yuan to Ye Dashan's medical insurance card, claiming that his book had taken off and he had earned royalties.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yao was naturally filled with admiration for Ye Chen and expressed her desire to join the ranks of web novel authors as well.

Ye Chen rubbed his sore waist and knees, left the hotel, and hailed a taxi back to his dormitory.

On the way, Ye Chen called Cheng Tong, but the prompt indicated the phone was turned off.

He figured Cheng Tong must have been exhausted from last night and was still asleep.

Ye Chen packed a large basin of hearty spicy hot pot and four boxes of white rice to take back to the dorm.

Back when Ye Chen was struggling, his roommates had often brought him food.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, he heard the title track of the Rose Girl Group, with Su Ningwei's high notes ringing in his ears.

It made Ye Chen's heart tremble; the voice sounded incredibly familiar.

Ye Chen shook his head quickly to snap out of it.

Cheng Tong was not in the dorm.

His roommates Zhu Peng and Zhou Tao were listening to the Rose Girl Group's music while playing a duo game.

Seeing Ye Chen return with food, Zhu Peng and Zhou Tao finished their match and hurried over to him.

Being seniors, many students had already gone out for internships, so not returning to the dorm to sleep was normal.

However, Ye Chen returning with a hickey on his neck was not normal.

Everyone knew Ye Chen didn't have a girlfriend and never messed around outside.

"Brother Chen, the mark on your neck definitely wasn't made by a mosquito. You didn't come back all night—fess up, did you secretly find a girlfriend?" Zhu Peng pushed up his glasses, wearing a detective-like expression.

Zhou Tao leaned in as well, eyes wide. "That's right, that's a hickey. It looks exactly like the one I sucked onto my own wrist."

Ye Chen's face flushed slightly as he pushed them away. "I scratched it myself. I brought spicy hot pot; are you eating or not? If not, I'm eating it all."

"We're eating!"

Zhu Peng and Zhou Tao scrambled to grab the containers and began wolfing down the food.

Since Ye Chen didn't want to talk about it, Zhu Peng and Zhou Tao wouldn't press him; everyone had their own little secrets.

After they were full, Zhou Tao took out four tickets and placed them on the table.

"Take a look, what are these?" Zhou Tao said with a smile.

Zhu Peng picked up a ticket, took one look, and jumped up. "Holy crap! These are tickets for the Rose Girl Group's tour at the Modu Sports Center! I couldn't even snag any—how did you get these?"

"Heh heh, I paid extra to buy them from a scalper," Zhou Tao said, laughing.

All four in the dorm were die-hard fans of the Rose Girl Group, and Su Ningwei naturally had the highest popularity among them.

"Awesome! You really are someone with a gold mine at home; these days, 'money power' is still the most effective," Zhu Peng said, giving Zhou Tao a thumbs-up.