President Sheng Kissed a Man in the Room

A knock sounded at the door. Sheng Mo withdrew her gaze and rose to her feet.

"Come in."

Doctor Qin froze for a moment when he saw that the room was pitch-black.

The woman walked out of the darkness and into the light by the doorway. It seemed she had no intention of letting Doctor Qin see the young man inside.

The woman, usually meticulous in every detail, now had slightly disheveled hair. Her lipstick was smudged, the corners of her eyes faintly red—one look was enough to tell...

Qin Zhou was filled with shock. Just who was the person inside? He actually had the nerve to pluck fur from a tiger's face.

Qin Zhou felt as though he had stumbled onto some massive gossip.

But out of professional ethics, he did not ask a single question.

"President Sheng, just have him take this."

"Mm."

Sheng Mo took the pill from his hand and promptly sent him away.

Holding the pill, she crouched beside Shen Qingling again.

"Before I give you the pill, answer one question first."

"Alright."

"Before this, have you ever kissed another woman?"

Shen Qingling could not make out the woman's expression. He did not know that her gaze held scrutiny and danger.

If she did not receive the answer she wanted, the young man before her would not be walking out of here easily today.

"No."

Hearing the answer she wanted, Sheng Mo smiled in satisfaction and slipped the pill into Shen Qingling's mouth.

After calming himself for a while, Shen Qingling felt the heat in his body fade away, and his heart instantly became still as water.

Hearing the young man's breathing steady, Sheng Mo asked, "Can I turn on the lights now?"

"Yes."

Sheng Mo turned on the lights, and Shen Qingling had already risen to his feet.

He fastened every button of his shirt with meticulous care, all the way to the top, then smoothed his hair. Looking at the lipstick mark by his lips, Sheng Mo said with a subtle expression, "Aren't you going to wipe off that lipstick?"

The young man blushed again at those words.

Sheng Mo found the contrast in him rather strange.

He had been elegance itself while performing downstairs; calm and composed when falsely accused; sexy and alluring when drugged. He had only just regained that cold, detached everyday image, yet one sentence from her made him blush again.

Was this what a pure-hearted male college student was like?

Shen Qingling wiped at the mark by his lips. Seeing the red stain on his hand, he could not help remembering something. He averted his eyes, not daring to look at Sheng Mo.

Sheng Mo guessed that he had remembered that kiss.

She slowly walked over to him. "What's your name?"

Sheng Mo had never been one for many words, unless she found something that interested her.

"..."

"Why aren't you answering me?"

"It's not important."

Shen Qingling needed to give her the impression that he had not deliberately approached her. Once something like today carried a clear purpose, it lost that sense of romance and chance.

Sure enough, once Sheng Mo calmed down, her suspicious nature began to rear its head.

"Then do you know who I am?"

"I do. The attendant mentioned it when I passed by."

"Then why did you specifically enter my room?"

There was immense pressure in the way she questioned him, as though she were advancing on Shen Qingling step by step.

She tried to see disguise and guilt on his face.

If what had happened today was carefully orchestrated, Sheng Mo's favorable impression of Shen Qingling would instantly drop to zero. She might even develop a desire for revenge over having been fooled.

But if it had been a coincidence, her interest in the young man before her would only continue to grow.

Shen Qingling had acted in so many roles in his previous life; this scene was not difficult for him at all. He did not reveal the slightest abnormality.

Following the explanation he had long prepared, he told Sheng Mo, "You're from the Sheng Family. Other than you, I didn't know who else to turn to."

"I didn't want anyone else to see me like that. You wouldn't spread it around, because today's banquet is of vital importance. But with anyone else, that would be hard to say."

Shen Qingling had returned to that cold, rational demeanor.

He did not know whether the woman before him believed his explanation.

Sheng Mo continued, "Do you know who drugged you?"

"I only remember what one of the attendants looked like. Also, there was a woman in the room—I knocked her out and ran away. If I hadn't woken up then, by now I'm afraid I would've..."

Naturally, Sheng Mo knew what would have happened next.

Such schemes were a common sight among wealthy families.

But who had a reason to harm him? What was their objective?

"Who exactly are you? If you're just an ordinary student, I can't figure out who would do something like this to you."

It never occurred to Sheng Mo that the young man before her might be the Gu Family's real son.

Sheng Mo only knew that the Gu Family's real son was about to return. She knew nothing else.

Who could have imagined that he would show up at the Sheng Family banquet—and kiss her, no less?

"But I really am just an ordinary student. Maybe I offended someone without realizing it today."

Sheng Mo suddenly thought of Gu Yijin.

The moment he stepped onto the stage today, he had crushed Gu Yijin completely. Gu Yijin was cunning and vindictive; there was no telling whether he might target him in secret.

"I'll investigate this matter and give you an explanation."

"Thank you, President Sheng."

"Then leave me your contact information. I'll let you know when there's a result."

Sheng Mo's intent, like the old drunkard's, was not in the wine.

Anyone who knew Sheng Mo even a little would know that she was not the type to suddenly do good deeds. Would she seek justice for someone if there was no profit to be made and no value to exploit?

She would not.

Shen Qingling and Sheng Mo added each other on WeChat.

After Shen Qingling left, Sheng Mo opened his WeChat and glanced at it before dialing someone's number.

"Help me investigate someone."

"Yes. I want every last detail."

"Especially his relationships with women."

The person on the other end said something. Sheng Mo's expression shifted slightly, but then a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her lips.

After Shen Qingling went downstairs, quite a few people were discussing something.

Ruan Mingyi had nearly gone mad searching for Shen Qingling. When she finally saw him, she couldn't help asking, "Where did you go? I looked everywhere and couldn't find you. I thought you'd been kidnapped—I almost called the police."

Shen Qingling smiled faintly. "That's not quite so dramatic, is it? I just went upstairs and slept for a while."

Ruan Mingyi let out a breath of relief. "Then you should've told me beforehand. You really worried me to death."

"Sorry. I was a little drunk at the time."

"You drank?"

"Mm. But I'm not much of a drinker. A few sips and I'm done for."

"Drink with me next time. It's fine even if you get drunk."

Ye Qiao leaned over with a teasing smile. "I think the old drunkard's intent isn't in the wine. Are you really trying to drink? You're after something else."

Ruan Mingyi shot her an annoyed glare. "What are you saying? Am I that kind of person?"

Shen Qingling nodded. "You are."

Ye Qiao laughed, and Ruan Mingyi laughed too.

At that moment, Wei Qihe said in a low voice, "Have you checked your phones? President Sheng is trending."

Ruan Mingyi blinked. "Isn't it normal for President Sheng to trend? Today is the Sheng Family's banquet—every media outlet is covering it."

Wei Qihe shook his head. "Not that. Someone exposed President Sheng kissing a man in a room. Everyone's trying to guess who that man is."