Rumors Right Out of the Gate?

OMG!!

His buried memories suddenly came back to attack him.

Song Shi'an's toes curled in embarrassment.

[Ahhh! Why was this different from what he imagined? Didn't they say that after a domineering CEO got drugged, he would definitely forget what happened?!]

[After a one-night stand, they wouldn't know who the other person was, then someone would falsely claim the identity, and they'd drag things out for at least a million words. Why couldn't he even drag this out for a few minutes?]

Lu Mingyu raised the corner of his eye. "What? Assistant Song still can't remember?"

"No, no, no, I remember now." Song Shi'an hurriedly waved his hands, afraid Lu Mingyu would really recount everything and make him suffer a second social death.

"Good that you remember." Lu Mingyu's tone was lazy and casual. "So how does Assistant Song plan to take responsibility?"

What?

Take responsibility?

"You want me to take responsibility?" Song Shi'an looked utterly bewildered.

"What else?" Lu Mingyu stepped closer. "Assistant Song can't possibly do something as heartless as abandoning someone after sleeping with them."

Uh...

"President Lu... President Lu, we're both men, and nothing too excessive happened last night. How about... we just let it go?" The further Song Shi'an spoke, the quieter his voice became.

He clearly lacked confidence.

"Let what go?" Lu Mingyu lowered his gaze and asked.

[Let me count myself unlucky!]

"President Lu, it's normal for brothers to do this sort of thing too," Song Shi'an argued.

"Oh?" Lu Mingyu became interested. "Do you often do this sort of thing with your brothers?"

[I was just trying to fob you off. Can you stop taking it so seriously? Who does this sort of thing with their brothers?!]

But in order to clear himself of any connection, Song Shi'an still nodded resolutely. "Yes!"

"Could it have been the one who came to your home last time?" Lu Mingyu continued.

Song Shi'an was just about to sacrifice Chen Jiashu when Lu Mingyu continued, "Tell me who it was, and I'll go have a talk with him."

The words Song Shi'an wanted to say were instantly choked back.

What the hell!

Was something wrong with him?

He wanted to go discuss this kind of thing?!

"What? Could it be that Assistant Song was just making that up to fool me?" Lu Mingyu asked.

How could Song Shi'an dare admit it?

He reached up and wiped away tears that did not exist from the corners of his eyes. "President Lu, now that you mention it, I feel extremely heavy-hearted."

"My friend passed away three years ago."

There was no evidence left.

"Oh~" Fortunately, Lu Mingyu did not pursue the matter further.

"What happened between you and Tang Ruan last night?" Lu Mingyu asked.

If he had not arrived in time last night, Song Shi'an would have been violated.

At the mention of yesterday's events, Song Shi'an was still full of anger.

"Tang Ruan asked me to go there, saying she wanted to thank me for looking after her recently. Later, she threatened me into helping her... helping her get together with you." As Song Shi'an spoke, his tone gradually became firmer.

"Since it involved you, I refused no matter what. Then she drugged me, intending to use it to threaten me!"

[Considering how loyal I've been, he should give me a raise, right?]

Lu Mingyu's eyes darkened. "All right. I'll make her give you an explanation."

*[That's it?

No other compensation?]*

He had nearly been assaulted for Lu Mingyu's sake!

Lu Mingyu pretended not to hear him. "I'll call a cleaner over to help you tidy up your home."

"No need, no need!" Song Shi'an hurriedly waved his hands in refusal.

After how they had gone at it last night, his room was definitely a complete mess.

Anyone with eyes would know what had happened at a glance. His skin was not that thick.

"I like cleaning my room myself, so there's no need to trouble you, President Lu." After saying that, Song Shi'an was afraid Lu Mingyu would find him a cleaner, so he darted back to his room.

He looked at the utterly wrecked bed, and his face went pale.

Fuck! Last night had really been too wild!

God, how was he supposed to stay by Lu Mingyu's side now? Every time he saw Lu Mingyu's face in the future, he would think of what happened last night...

Looking at the marks on the bedsheet, Song Shi'an resigned himself to cleaning up.

Fortunately, he was alone in this big city, so he had become thoroughly skilled at this kind of work.

He stuffed the sheets and duvet cover into the washing machine, then used a mop to clean every inch of the room.

By the time he finished cleaning, Song Shi'an was sweating from exhaustion.

After last night, his body still felt weak.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, grabbed some clothes, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

As warm water poured over him, much of the exhaustion in his body immediately dissipated. Song Shi'an tilted his head back and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

After showering, he felt much better.

Wearing only his underwear, he walked to the sink. Through the hazy steam, he noticed what looked like something on his chest.

He wiped the fog off the mirror, and a clear image came into view.

It was a red bite mark.

Fuck!!! Damn, damn, damn!!

What was this? He had absolutely no memory of it!

Song Shi'an reached out and touched his chest. It did not feel like much when he stayed still, but when he pressed lightly, the red mark hurt a little.

When had it been bitten?

Song Shi'an covered his face, the tips of his ears burning red. He did not dare imagine that Lu Mingyu's noble, handsome face could do something like that.

His teeth were pretty good too...

He quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on. Out of sight, out of mind.

By the time he had finished tidying everything up, it was already past noon.

Lu Mingyu took him straight to the company.

Inside the president's office, Song Shi'an ate the specially delivered exquisite meal with great satisfaction.

He had used up too much energy last night, eaten nothing that morning, and spent the whole time cleaning his room. He had long since become starving.

After finishing the food in just a few bites, Song Shi'an rubbed his round belly, utterly content.

"President Lu!" A commotion suddenly came from the doorway. Tang Ruan broke through layer after layer of obstruction and barged in.

Her hair was slightly disheveled, tear tracks still on her face. She looked stubbornly at Lu Mingyu. "President Lu, why? Why did you fire me?"

He had once thought she looked like a delicate little white flower, but now she looked entirely like a black-hearted lotus.

Lu Mingyu slightly lifted his eyelids and sneered. "Have you forgotten what you did?"

Tang Ruan bit her lip lightly and stubbornly refused to admit it. "I only invited Assistant Song to dinner. He got drunk and caused a misunderstanding. This has nothing to do with me. You can't fire me based solely on Song Shi'an's side of the story!"

Since there were colleagues present, Song Shi'an spoke much more civilly. "Miss Tang, yesterday afternoon, you said you wanted to thank me for taking care of you and invited me to dinner. After I politely declined, you threatened me with your life, then took me to a bar."

"Later, you said you wanted to be with President Lu. I refused again, so you took the opportunity to drug me, intending to use it to threaten me into helping you get President Lu."

"You're lying! I didn't!" Tang Ruan immediately denied it flatly. "It was you... you had improper intentions toward me. After I rejected you, you slandered me!!"

Well, she was just making up rumors now?

Song Shi'an looked Tang Ruan up and down, then asked with a laugh, "What exactly did I fancy about you? Your gambling addict father? Your critically ill mother? What, am I some saintly white lotus? Do I want to lift you out of poverty?"

"You... you said I was pretty... that you liked me." Tang Ruan said through tears.

She was the female lead, so naturally, she had a fairly pretty face.