I Can Help You

Yun Zimo tidied herself up and returned to the bedroom. When she saw the man wearing nothing but a pair of baggy shorts, anger flared in her chest. How could anyone behave like this?

"Would you please put your clothes on properly?" she said angrily. "This may be my home, but people do come over sometimes. If my best friend saw you like this, it would be a real problem."

Meng Huai put on a helpless expression. "Would you please get your facts straight? You tore all my clothes last night. I'm not even wearing anything underneath these shorts.

"But I don't think that's the main issue. What matters is what happened to you. Do you know why you ended up like that?"

Yun Zimo frowned slightly. She found it strange, too. If it had only happened once, she could have called it a fluke, but twice was harder to explain.

She had lost control again just now. She had no idea what method this man had used, but he had quickly brought her back to her senses. He seemed to have some real ability.

Then Yun Zimo caught on. Pointing at him, she said, "If you have a way to bring me back to my senses, what happened last night? And you still claim you weren't deliberately taking advantage of me? I knew men were all no good."

Meng Huai spread his hands helplessly. "Please, get your facts straight. I was so drunk last night I didn't know which way was up. You were the one who picked me up while I was out of it! Even if I had the ability, I couldn't have used it!

"But this is also a connection between us. It must have been destined. It was precisely because our karma became entangled that the two of us met in this vast sea of people!"

"So you're not just a drunk, but a charlatan, too," Yun Zimo snapped. "If you think you can fool me with that nonsense, save your breath!

"Forget all that. Let's talk about what matters. What exactly is wrong with me? Why did I end up like that? Will it happen again?"

Meng Huai picked up the teacup on the table. The little insect was still scurrying around inside, yet it seemed oblivious to the opening, perfectly avoiding it every time.

He swirled the cup. "This is the source of your condition. This gu insect is called a Lust Gu. It can awaken a person's most primal sexual urges!

"You weren't supposed to have an episode at that time, but I have a life-bound gu in my body. When it encountered this Lust Gu, it caused it to activate ahead of time!

"I imagine you were planning to go somewhere yesterday, and this gu insect was meant to activate there. You would have made a complete spectacle of yourself, and someone would have taken full advantage of you!"

"I have no idea what nonsense you're babbling!" Yun Zimo said angrily. "Confucius never spoke of strange powers or supernatural beings. Do you think I'd believe any of this? It's utterly absurd!"

Meng Huai fixed her with an intense gaze. "You can choose not to believe it, but you can't say it doesn't exist. Right now, I'm the only one who can help you. Unless we find the person who planted the gu, you'll never be out of danger."

Yun Zimo snorted angrily. "What a load of nonsense. Now I see you're a shameless thug, too. If you think you can latch onto me and stay here, forget it!"

Her phone rang just then. She answered and listened for a few moments, her face turning deathly pale. Then the phone slipped from her hand and fell to the floor as great drops of tears streamed down her cheeks.

Seeing her reaction, Meng Huai immediately knew something had happened. It seemed she wasn't the only one afflicted with a gu. This was getting troublesome.

Yun Zimo wiped away her tears and hurried into the bathroom. She quickly touched up her makeup, then returned to stand before him.

"If what you just said is true," she said icily, "come somewhere with me right now. Prove to me there that you weren't lying."

Meng Huai shrugged unhappily. He had wanted to argue with her, but the moment he thought of the bloodstain on the bed, all his temper vanished.

Whatever the reason, a man had to take responsibility for what he had done. Especially since it had been her first time, which made it all the more precious.

Meng Huai hesitated. "I don't know how urgent this is, but if possible, could you take me to buy some underwear first? It wouldn't be good if anyone saw anything."

Yun Zimo was so agitated that she blurted out, "So what if anyone sees? I already know your size. What else is there? Just hurry up and come with me."

Then she froze, her face instantly flushing bright red. She felt that the man before her really was her nemesis, throwing her completely off balance.

Meng Huai was equally helpless. He could only follow her outside. A cold breeze blew beneath his shorts, and it was distinctly uncomfortable.

Yun Zimo drove to the nearest shop and quickly picked out a dozen pairs of underwear for him. The woman certainly had an accurate eye: the size was exactly right.

"I'm a fashion designer, as well as the manager of a modeling agency," she said, her face flushed. "This is the most basic skill in my profession. There's nothing to be surprised about!

"I just got a phone call. I was supposed to walk in a fashion show last night, but what happened with you held me up. Every one of the models who walked in that show had an incident.

"They became just like me, right there at the venue. If security hadn't stopped them, they would have succeeded in forcing themselves on someone. Now the whole company's reputation has taken a huge blow. More importantly, those girls have been completely ruined. How will they ever face anyone again?"

Meng Huai tapped the spot between his brows with a finger, then casually reached toward his waist, only to find nothing there. He had left his little flask at her place and forgotten to take it.

They soon arrived at a high-rise building. A large crowd of paparazzi had gathered nearby. A modeling agency was part of the fashion world, and with a scandal this big, it was naturally front-page news.

Meng Huai never paid much attention to fashion gossip, so of course he had no idea that the young woman beside him was a very famous figure.

As soon as they got out of the car, a throng of paparazzi crowded around them. Camera flashes went off nonstop, leaving Meng Huai dazzled.

Yun Zimo had clearly come prepared, wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses. Even twice as many flashes would have left her unaffected. No wonder celebrities all wore sunglasses; this was what they were guarding against.

One paparazzo beside them asked, "What do you have to say about last night's incident, Ms. Yun? Your company has always been called a breath of fresh air in the modeling industry, firmly opposed to casting-couch practices. No one expected anything like this to happen."

Yun Zimo looked at them all with haughty confidence. "I'm sure you're all familiar with our company's reputation. There's something suspicious about this incident, and we will get to the bottom of it.

"No matter who is trying to harm us, their efforts will be in vain. Those with nothing to hide have nothing to fear. We will give everyone an explanation, and we certainly won't let those responsible get away with it."

Someone immediately turned their attention to Meng Huai. At a time like this, a man sharing a car with the ice-cold boss was definitely no ordinary matter.