Chapter 5: Guan Yizhou Is Here!

Probably because she didn't really treat Sheng Yuan as an outsider.

So she chattered on for ages before realizing he hadn't made a sound the whole time.

She looked up and found that he had been staring at her all along.

She couldn't describe the look in his eyes right now. It felt completely different from how he usually looked at her—there was something invasive in it, something she didn't dare meet directly, as if he were using his gaze to peel away layers of her...

Yu Qiao's face flushed red. "Sheng... President Sheng..."

Instinctively, she wanted to cross her arms over her chest to shield herself, but there was really nothing to hide.

After all, she was wearing a professional three-piece suit with a high neckline tied securely with a long bow. If she did try to block herself, it would only look stranger.

"You didn't call me that before." His voice was hoarse, carrying the sluggishness of alcohol, yet still incredibly soothing—beautiful enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

Yu Qiao looked at his face, and her heart fluttered too.

There was no helping it. She had become a voice actor precisely because she was such a sucker for nice voices.

Still, she wasn't foolish enough to argue with a drunkard at a time like this.

She went along with it and immediately changed her address. "Brother Sheng Yuan, are you okay?"

"I'm not!"

As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on her red lips, parting and closing.

His mind was filled with those wild, wanton words he had heard last night, looping endlessly like a rewound tape:

【Do you dare...? Please don't spare me...!!】

【Beg me! You can... you can do it!】

【H-husband, husband~~~】

His hazy black eyes gradually thickened with desire.

That aggressive edge he never easily revealed forgot to stay hidden. "I think I've had too much to drink!"

He suddenly spoke up.

It was unclear whether he was saying it to her or to himself.

Yu Qiao thought: *Well, obviously. Isn't it plain to see?*

But then again, being able to state calmly that he was drunk while looking so wasted—that certainly wasn't typical behavior.

"Should I take you back to your hotel to rest? Or find a room nearby?" She personally preferred the latter. Their hotel wasn't far, but they'd still have to go downstairs and catch a car.

He was too drunk to handle any more hassle!

His throat bobbed.

For some reason, perhaps recalling something, his gaze darkened further.

Sheng Yuan: "You... want to get a room with me?"

The way he phrased it...

Without context, anyone would definitely misunderstand.

Fortunately, Yu Qiao knew he was the most upright person around, and rumor had it he was naturally frigid. He wouldn't be making dirty jokes.

He probably meant it literally.

So she nodded. "I think that's better! Otherwise, it's too much trouble. Getting a room will let you relax..."

*Get a room, let him relax!*

Sheng Yuan automatically filtered out everything else, selectively remembering only those words. "Okay!"

He agreed as if possessed.

Expecting...

*Alcohol doesn't intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves!*

Sheng Yuan could actually walk by himself. He had indeed drunk a lot, but the moment Yu Qiao proactively pulled his arm and slung it over her shoulder, he suddenly became disabled.

Couldn't take a single step...

The two stumbled into the room.

Yu Qiao: "Hey, this way... no, this way... Brother Sheng Yuan, hang in there... Ah!!"

With a cry of surprise, both of them fell.

Thank goodness there was a bed ahead.

Sheng Yuan was 188 centimeters tall. Yu Qiao was 168.

When they fell, it wasn't like in romance dramas where they landed mouth-to-mouth.

But he ended up landing entirely on top of her.

In that instant, Yu Qiao nearly saw her great-grandmother in the afterlife.

"Mmm..."

A whimper escaped her lips.

She was unaware that she had just pressed a hidden switch inside someone.

And it triggered instantly.

Sheng Yuan felt his blood boil through his entire body.

It began to surge, rolling fiercely.

Gathering...

His hands braced against the sides of her face. He had originally worried his weight might hurt her, but the moment he pushed himself up, he regretted it.

She wouldn't break...

She... won't break!!!!

Internally restless, he stared at the girl beneath him. Her breathing was rapid and heavy, chaotic and uneven...

Too close!

The warm scent of alcohol from his mouth sprayed onto her face.

Honestly, the smell wasn't great. Yu Qiao should have frowned and turned away, but... she couldn't turn away!

Because...

For the first time, she realized this man was handsome enough to make her want to break the rules!

Since she was very young, she had noticed that her older brother's childhood friend was prettier than many girls.

So when she first met Sheng Yuan, she stared at his face, sucking on a lollipop and drooling as she smiled: "Big brother, you're so pretty! I like you!"

The boy blushed!

But she was too little to know anything beyond giggling.

Later, to assert his masculinity, the pretty teenager stubbornly kept a buzz cut for five or six years.

But given his facial features, even a shaved head would make others' legs give out from sheer attraction.

Now, his medium-length black hair was swept back, the roots standing up in sharp arcs, fully exposing his broad, handsome forehead.

And those eyes—usually stern, but whenever they softened, they looked deeply affectionate even at dogs...

Yu Qiao took a deep breath.

Redness spread across her small face once again.

It had been three months since she started working, and she had never dared to look at him for too long. First, she feared he would think she lacked professionalism and mixed business with personal matters.

Second, when he wasn't smiling, his aura was overwhelmingly intense.

Truly terrifying!

But now, she had gotten a good look—from this bold, lying-down position, looking up at him.

It felt like...

"Um, you... you should rest first! I'll go make you some honey water... Ah~! You..."

As she spoke, she tried to get up and leave, but the moment she engaged her core, a large, warm hand pressed down on her waist.

She was pulled back onto the bed, and he rolled over with the momentum.

This time, he was underneath.

And she—her entire body—was covering him...