A Shot! The Answer is Profound

Under the pink light, the atmosphere in the room grew more ambiguous.

Watching Qin Yan approach slowly, Jiang Cheng's little heart pounded wildly.

What the hell did this woman want today?

"Qin Yan, are you sick? Maybe you should rest early. I... I'll be going now."

With that, Jiang Cheng hurriedly stood up.

Suddenly, a faint dizziness hit him. Jiang Cheng steadied himself with one hand on the chair, shaking his head slightly.

Something was wrong!

Even though he couldn't hold his liquor well, that one small glass was absolutely not enough to get him drunk.

Could Qin Yan have put something in the wine? But she drank it too.

What the hell was going on?

Qin Yan's lips curled up, a hint of triumph in her eyes.

Then she turned and walked into the walk-in closet, where she had a little gift specially prepared for Jiang Cheng.

Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng felt a burning heat all over his body, his breathing turning rapid.

Damn, was this for real?

The Heroine actually drugged the Villain with that kind of stuff. Had this world gone this crazy?

Who was the real Villain here anyway?

Though he had no idea why Qin Yan was fine, his last shred of reason told him—

Run. He had to run.

"Jiang Cheng."

Just then, a voice soft and honeyed brushed his ears like a breeze.

Gulp~

Jiang Cheng's throat bobbed as he stared blankly up at the sight before him.

There stood Qin Yan in a black, sexy lace nightgown.

The thin fabric couldn't hide her fair skin at all, and the glimpses of it only added to the mystery and temptation.

Someone save me!

This seductress was about to eat him alive!

Jiang Cheng felt nothing but grievance in his heart. Being a Villain like this was a first.

The dim light spilled over Qin Yan's face, and a faint fragrance stimulated Jiang Cheng's nerves.

"Miss Qin, you... what do you want?"

"Look at you, not being good again. You promised to call me Yan'er."

Qin Yan gently lifted Jiang Cheng's chin, her phoenix eyes brimming with blatant provocation.

Jiang Cheng's eyes reddened, his breath ragged as he rasped, "Do you even know what you're doing!"

If a tiger didn't show its might, did she think it was a sick cat?

"Now I can answer your first question. I really am sick."

Qin Yan pushed Jiang Cheng onto the bed, leaning close to whisper in his ear, "Doctor Jiang, won't you help me?"

To hell with the Protagonist!

In an instant, Jiang Cheng's last shred of reason drowned.

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The next morning, Jiang Cheng lay in bed staring at the ceiling in a daze, his head aching as he recalled last night's madness.

He'd thought running to the Overseas would be safe, but Qin Yan had followed him.

And... and taken his first time!

Family, who could understand this?

What kind of Heroine pinned the Villain to the bed and turned the world upside down?

Jiang Cheng's mind was a mess, and he had no idea what to do.

He'd inexplicably slapped a green hat on Ye Bufan. He wondered if the Protagonist would be pissed to death.

Probably... not, right?

He's a victim too!

Who knows what snapped in Qin Yan's head.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng fumed, and his hand gave a hard squeeze in his arms.

A soft moan escaped.

Qin Yan slowly opened her eyes, and a handsome face with a straight nose and thin lips came into view.

"Ah! How embarrassing."

Watching the domineering and forceful eldest daughter of the Qin Family from the book, now lying limp in his arms like a little woman, shyly covering her face with her hands, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but find it amusing.

Whether or not all this happened because he didn't follow the script, since it had already happened, Jiang Cheng had to take responsibility.

Ye Bufan, go find somewhere cool to stay!

A cemetery would be a fine choice.

As for now...

"Miss Qin was pretty bold last night, but now you're getting shy?"

Jiang Cheng teased.

Sss!

The moment the words left his mouth, Jiang Cheng felt a sharp pinch on the soft flesh of his waist.

Qin Yan lifted her head triumphantly, her peach-blossom eyes staring straight at Jiang Cheng as she growled, "I don't care—you have to take responsibility for me!"

"Or else..."

Jiang Cheng let out a light, amused laugh. "Or else what?"

"Or else... I'll tell Grandpa and see how he deals with you."

Seeing Jiang Cheng acting smug after getting the upper hand, Qin Yan wrinkled her nose in threat.

Good grief, the villain cries first.

Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched slightly. The plaintiff had turned into the defendant.

That old man was a pillar of the state—if he stomped his foot, the Dragon Country would tremble.

If he ever found out his granddaughter had been played, Jiang Cheng would probably be invited for a little "tea."

"Don't worry."

Jiang Cheng gently pressed a kiss to Qin Yan's forehead and reassured her, "Even if you wanted to run, you couldn't."

"I'll take responsibility for you."

Qin Yan buried her head in Jiang Cheng's chest, trying to put on a domineering tone as she said sternly, But her trembling body betrayed her, and her eyes were already red.

In this life, she had finally gotten what she wanted!

"Jiang Cheng, come back with me."

Qin Yan greedily breathed in the scent of Jiang Cheng, her jade-like fingers lightly tracing circles on his chest.

"I've already talked to your father—he'll send someone to take over."

This was premeditated!

Jiang Cheng nodded. Since things had come to this, there was no need to hide from anyone anymore.

Besides, he still needed to figure out how to deal with that brat Ye Bufan.

After a moment of tenderness, they dressed, and Jiang Cheng carried Qin Yan out of the room.

"Achoo! Who's thinking of me now?"

At the Lin Family, Ye Bufan, who had been cultivating, suddenly sneezed violently, feeling a chill run down his back, as if some filthy thing had set its sights on him.

Compared to a few days ago, Ye Bufan was now glowing with health and high spirits.

With fine wine and good meat every day, he had visibly put on a layer of fat.

Just then, the door pushed open.

Lin Pengwen walked in with a smile. "Is Young Master Ye finding things to your liking?"

Ye Bufan suppressed his irritation at having his thoughts interrupted and put on his signature Dragon King smile.

"Everything else is fine, but... I've recently caught a chill and feel quite weak. If someone could look after me... cough~"

Take care of your mother!

Eats my Lin Family's food, uses my Lin Family's stuff, and still has so many damn demands.

If the old man hadn't given orders, I'd really want to put a bullet in you, you little darling.

Lin Pengwen's forehead veins bulged. Over the past few days, he'd noticed this bastard was a lecher—he'd even flirt with a passing female dog.

Truly terrifying!

He took a deep breath. "That's no trouble. I'll arrange a few maids to attend to Young Master Ye."

"Then many thanks to Family Head Lin!"

Ye Bufan cleared his throat and said casually, "No need for too many. Four will do."

Hah~

Lin Pengwen forced a smile. "Young Master Ye, the old man has asked to discuss something with you."

Ye Bufan frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then smiled.

"Fine, I'll go shortly."

Playing pretend, huh!

Frowning—I really want to give you a peanut to taste fresh.

Lin Pengwen held back his impulse and walked out of the room.

Ye Bufan immediately rubbed his hands together, putting on a lecherous look.

Four little beauties!

He cleared his throat twice and stroked his chin.

He'd performed pretty well just now, right? That look was spot on.

Don't ask.

Ask, and it's depth.