Provoked a Madman You Shouldn't Have

Only after the person drew near did Sheng Mo reveal a look of surprise and confusion.

Why was it him?

Even now, Sheng Mo still did not know his name.

The young man's eyes were unfocused, his face flushed red, his clothes disheveled, his hair a mess.

Cold sweat had soaked the hair at his forehead, and even his eyelashes were beaded with what she could not tell was water or sweat.

In any case, there was clearly something wrong with him.

Yet for some reason... he looked utterly alluring like this.

He had performed very well at the banquet earlier. The sight of him playing the piano had been exceptionally elegant and proper, and even when he was falsely accused, he had remained calm and composed in the face of danger. He had been captivating.

It stood in stark contrast to how he looked now.

So this person had this side to him as well.

Sheng Mo did not consider herself a woman who would be bewitched by a man's looks, but the person before her had left far too deep an impression on her. Especially that exceptional face—one glance was enough to make all else seem mundane.

What did it mean for him to appear in her room looking like this?

Shen Qingling's eyes had gone red, and Sheng Mo could sense that he was already on the verge of losing control.

It was the first time Sheng Mo had encountered such a situation. Frowning, she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

His gaze was unfocused. At this point, he was already forcing himself just to think of an answer.

The young man panted. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse beyond recognition. "Someone wants to... harm me. They drugged... me..."

Sheng Mo frowned. Someone actually dared to do such a thing in the Sheng Family...

What was this young man's identity? What was the purpose of drugging him?

Hadn't they said earlier that he was merely a poor student from Jiang University?

Or was it because his face was too bewitching, and some woman had taken a fancy to him and resorted to such despicable means? But if that were the case, why would she let him run to Sheng Mo's room?

Otherwise, there was only one other possibility—he had done it deliberately...

Staring at that alluring face, Sheng Mo thought it over. There had been no shortage of men who had tried to seduce her through schemes before, but this was truly a first. It was rather novel.

No matter what, word of this could not get out. If the media learned that someone had been drugged at her banquet, who knew how they would spin it tomorrow? She did not want the Sheng Family associated with news like this.

Shen Qingling could barely remain standing. All at once, he wrapped his arms around Sheng Mo.

Calling it a hug was not quite right. He simply could not stand steadily and leaned his entire body against her.

Behind Sheng Mo was a vast floor-to-ceiling window, and Shen Qingling had pinned her so she could not move.

The young man's scorching breath spilled over her neck, sending a shiver through her.

He was burning hot, and even her skin seemed to be scorched along with him.

"Hot..."

Feeling the coolness of her body, Shen Qingling could not help rubbing against her. This woman, who was composed at all times, could not help but have her heartbeat fall into disarray.

"Y-you, get up first..."

"Hot..."

He seemed capable of saying only that one word.

There was also a pleasant fragrance about the woman, crisp and cool, yet it did not calm him in the slightest.

With great effort, Sheng Mo pushed him away a little. The young man looked at her with burning eyes, as though she were a delicious piece of cake.

And like a hunter looking upon his prey.

His gaze fixed on the woman's red lips, and without another word, he kissed her.

Sheng Mo's eyes flew wide open. Her breath caught in her throat, and the taut string in her mind snapped.

In her panic, the woman accidentally knocked over the table lamp, and the room was plunged completely into darkness.

Unable to see anything only made every other sensation sharper.

The scent of mint and cedar on the young man abruptly seized all her senses.

One hand cradled the back of her head, drawing her toward him, while the other stroked her cheek. Her loose hair tangled around his cufflink.

The warm touch on her lips made her feel a fine current shoot up from the soles of her feet. As their lips met, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat, loud enough to shatter the clamor of the entire city.

Everyone who had experienced Shen Qingling's kissing skills said they were good.

As for just how good, one only had to see that Sheng Mo still had not pushed him away.

Of course, another reason was that she was completely dumbfounded.

—This was Sheng Mo's first kiss.

She had never imagined that her first kiss would happen under such absurd circumstances, so much like a melodramatic television scene.

At a wealthy family's banquet, a cool and aloof young man who had been drugged burst into her room, lost control, and could not resist kissing her.

In the silent night, in an environment where she could not see a thing, there was only the young man's scorching breath and her heartbeat, which refused to settle.

And a kiss that made her lose control a little.

She forced herself to calm down, but the boy kept drawing from her, making her head grow hot. Hormones spurred hormones, pulling her into it.

She had never understood the point of kissing until she experienced it firsthand.

Shen Qingling had kissed Sheng Mo for no more than a dozen seconds, yet to Sheng Mo, it felt as though a long time had passed.

She had only lost her reason for a moment before calming down.

Just as she reached out to push Shen Qingling away, he let her go.

It seemed that the kiss had restored a little of his reason as well.

Breathing hard, he leaned against her shoulder and apologized. "S-sorry... I didn't mean to..."

Even from his voice, she could tell he was trying desperately to hold himself back.

Sheng Mo said calmly, "My family has a private doctor. Have a glass of water and calm down first. I'll call him over."

Sheng Mo tried to help Shen Qingling over to the sofa. After taking two steps, they tripped over something and both fell down.

Shen Qingling instinctively wrapped his arms around her, keeping her from getting hurt.

She was held tightly in the boy's arms, his urgent heartbeat pounding by her ear.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Actually, she wasn't.

Her mind was a mess.

Everything that had happened today had spiraled beyond her control.

"Can you let go of me first?"

"Sorry..."

His tone held a trace of embarrassment as he gently released her.

Sheng Mo had no intention of blaming him right now. She only wanted to find her phone and call Doctor Qin over as soon as possible.

After getting up, she found her phone on the sofa.

"Come to the third room on the second floor. Someone's been drugged."

"Mm, it looks like the effects are severe. Come immediately."

After ending the call, she looked up in Shen Qingling's direction.

Using the light from her phone, she saw his silhouette and walked over, ready to help Shen Qingling onto the sofa.

But for some reason, as if she had sensed something, she shifted her gaze toward the window.

The woman narrowed her eyes and walked over to pull the curtains shut.

The room fell completely dark. Sheng Mo was about to turn on the lights when Shen Qingling grabbed her hand.

"Are you going to turn on the lights?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Could you... not... turn them on?"

"Why?"

After Sheng Mo asked that, the room fell into a deathly silence.

She raised a brow. "You don't want me to see you?"

Shen Qingling pressed his lips together. "It's humiliating."

Sheng Mo could tell that he had an extremely strong sense of pride. Then again, if this had happened to her, she would not have wanted anyone to see her in such a wretched state either.

She lowered her eyes to study him. The boy suddenly covered his eyes with one hand, leaving only his high nose bridge and slightly parted thin lips visible.

Her lipstick was still on his lips, and she could not help recalling that kiss.

Why was he covering his eyes? Did he not dare look at her?

Was he afraid of embarrassment, or afraid he would not be able to hold back?

Sheng Mo crouched down, moved his hand away, and stared into his eyes. "You dared to force a kiss on me just now, yet now you can't even look me in the eye?"

Shen Qingling opened his eyes and looked at her. His brows were tightly drawn together, and beneath his hazy gaze lay restrained desire. The sight of him holding back even as he panted made Sheng Mo curl her lips into a smile.

Shen Qingling could not read that smile at all.

He had no idea what kind of madwoman he had provoked.