Luo Shiyin's torn gown barely covered her shorts, her disheveled hair giving off a wild, seductive aura, her eyes hazy and captivating. Xu Xuejiao, not to be outdone, unleashed her own charm—she slipped off one knee-high sock, tied her hands with it, and knelt before Lu Chengwen, biting her lip with an ambiguous gaze.
Luo Shiyin, refusing to lose, climbed onto Lu Chengwen's lap, wrapping her arms around him and whispering sweet nothings. Xu Xuejiao countered by hugging his leg, cooing "Daddy" and "Good Daddy" relentlessly. Luo Shiyin curled up in his arms, writhing provocatively and murmuring suggestive words.
Lu Chengwen was utterly intoxicated.
Then the door burst open. Chen Mengyun walked in and froze, speechless at the scene.
The three in the room went still. Lu Chengwen glanced down at the two women, who looked back at him. They scrambled to their feet, frantically adjusting their clothes.
Lu Chengwen stood, immediately aware of an awkward bulge in his pants. He tried to calm himself, but it wasn't working. In a panic, he punched downward. "Calm down! Calm down, I said!"
He flashed an awkward smile at Chen Mengyun. "It's not what it looks like. Uh…"
Xu Xuejiao and Luo Shiyin each dashed to a bathroom to fix their outfits.
Lu Chengwen stammered, "So, what happened was…"
"Why are you here?" Chen Mengyun asked.
Lu Chengwen blinked. Yeah, why am I here? I can't remember. "I'm… I was… hang on. Too much just happened, my brain's still catching up. It's about…"
Xu Xuejiao emerged, face flushed, glancing at Chen Mengyun. "Untie me," she whispered to Lu Chengwen.
"Oh." He fumbled with the sock around her wrists. "How'd you tie this so tight?"
"How should I know? Weren't you the one who tied it?"
"Who tied you? You told me to do it and said to make it tight!"
"So you tied it like your life depended on it? Look at my wrists—they're practically bloodless!"
"You kept flaunting your chest and winking at me. My whole body was buzzing—I didn't know how hard I was pulling!"
"Ouch!"
"Deal with it!"
"Next time, tie it lighter. This is supposed to be fun, not torture!"
"Got it! Geez, you never shut up. There, it's off."
Xu Xuejiao, freed, darted back to the bathroom.
Lu Chengwen stood there, mortified. "It's not my fault. They just… I don't know why they… I'm not a creep, I swear."
The Junli Hotel was a Chen family property. Ever since Chen Mengyun's feelings for Lu Chengwen had reignited, she'd instructed all her family's hotels to notify her immediately if he showed up. Hearing he'd checked in with two women, she dropped everything and rushed over, catching him red-handed.
Chen Mengyun's eyes glistened with tears, a storm of hurt and resentment churning inside. "So, you don't like me because I… can't do those things, is that it?"
Lu Chengwen looked at her. "Don't be ridiculous. We didn't do anything back then either—we were just friends, basically. Nothing normal or abnormal happened. Today's not about that either, it's…"
"So you think this is normal?" she cut in.
"No, listen to me!"
"You've misunderstood," Lu Chengwen said. "It's not what you think."
"Then why are you at the Junli?"
"It wasn't my choice—they picked the place! And I'm not here for that."
"Then what are you here for?"
"I… right, I'm here to save Leng Qingqiu."
Chen Mengyun stared. "You think I'm a toddler? Leng Qingqiu isn't even here."
"Mengyun, you've got it all wrong. I'm not that kind of guy. Well, I mean, I am that kind of guy, but not today! I'm the type who rises above the mud unstained, pure as a lotus, full of sunshine, loves sports and reading, polite, morally upright, with solid values and a noble spirit—someone who'd burn himself to light others' paths!"
At that moment, Luo Shiyin emerged in a fresh outfit. She walked up to Lu Chengwen, kissed his cheek, and purred, "I'll never forget what you did to me today. You're the most romantic, wild, and unrestrained man I've ever met."
Chen Mengyun glared at Lu Chengwen. "What kind of guy are you again?"
"Oh, Miss Chen, I'll leave you two to talk," Luo Shiyin said, slipping out like a breeze, leaving a trail of ambiguous words behind.
"Hey, don't go!" Lu Chengwen called.
Chen Mengyun blocked the doorframe, nearly breaking down. "You're chasing after her now?"
"I need to talk to her!"
"So every woman is irresistible to you, but I'm just a boring, conservative fool, is that it?"
"I never said that!" Lu Chengwen was on the verge of tears. "Why do I have to explain myself to you? We broke up! You dumped me! Get it straight! Even if something was going on, it's none of your business!"
Chen Mengyun's eyes widened, tears falling. "So that's how you see our relationship?"
"What relationship? There's nothing between us!" Lu Chengwen grabbed her shoulders. "Are you even listening? We. Broke. Up. Three years ago! You're you, I'm me. Please stop barging into my rooms—we're not that close!"
Chen Mengyun fell silent, tears streaming.
Lu Chengwen felt like he was losing his mind. "I… ugh! Fine, I'm sorry. Stop crying, okay? I was wrong."
Xu Xuejiao popped out. "Brother Chengwen!"
"Now what?"
"My clothes are ruined! I can't go out like this. That vixen had a spare outfit, but I don't!"
"Who told you to tear your skirt to shreds? Deal with it!"
"What kind of talk is that? I did it to make you look good!"
"Make me look good?"
"You were pretty into it at the time! Now you're acting all high and mighty. Are you even a man?"
Lu Chengwen turned to Chen Mengyun. "Get her something to wear. Her skirt's… torn. She did it herself, I swear."
Chen Mengyun looked at Xu Xuejiao. "You like him that much? To go this far?"
"Oh, come on!" Xu Xuejiao blushed. "It's not what you think. I was just competing with that woman. I swear, if it was you, you'd have gone all in too. No way you'd let her win!"
"I'm not that childish!" Chen Mengyun snapped.
Lu Chengwen sensed trouble, quickly pulled Chen Mengyun into the room, and slammed the door shut.
Chen Mengyun glared. "What are you doing? I'm not doing that!"
Lu Chengwen covered her mouth. Xu Xuejiao whispered urgently, "Bronze King's here! They're controlling the hotel!"
Chen Mengyun pushed his hand away. "Bronze King?"
"Yeah, Iron King's brother or senior or something. They're after Chengwen. We can't blow his cover—it's critical! Right now, he's Long Aotian. Got it?"
Chen Mengyun frowned. "They're still after you?"
Lu Chengwen pulled her further inside, explaining earnestly, "This is life-or-death. Whether I survive this plot depends on you two. Mengyun, you have to help me!"
She raised an eyebrow. "Who am I to you? Can I even help?"
Xu Xuejiao made a gagging face behind her, then mouthed to Lu Chengwen: Handle her.
Lu Chengwen shot her a look: How? She's unhinged!
Xu Xuejiao rolled her eyes, shaking her head: I don't care. If you don't, Bronze King will kill you.
Lu Chengwen pulled Chen Mengyun to the window, plastering on a wide grin. "Hey, Mengyun, wow, your outfit today is stunning. Honestly, of all the women I've seen, you've got the best figure!"
Chen Mengyun wasn't buying it. "Save it. Didn't you say publicly that only Leng Qingqiu deserves to be called a woman, and the rest of us are defective? I'm just a discarded defect, tossed aside three years ago."
Lu Chengwen scrambled. "I was chasing her back then! Of course I hyped her up. It was just talk, not real!"
"Oh? So what's this now? Complimenting me means you're chasing me?"
Before he could respond, a knock came. "Your subordinate Bronze King requests an audience with the Young Master!"
Lu Chengwen panicked. If Chen Mengyun acted like this when the door opened, the ruse was over. "Mengyun, seriously, this isn't a game. You have to help me!"
She turned away, unmoved. "What am I to you? You've got Xu Xuejiao throwing herself at you, Leng Qingqiu stealing your soul, and that sultry vixen just now. Me? Hah, I can't even understand human speech, needing you to remind me we're done."
The doorbell rang again. "Your subordinate Bronze King requests an audience!"
Lu Chengwen was frantic. Xu Xuejiao bit her lip, strode to the door, and called out, "Wait there!"
"Yes!"
She dragged Lu Chengwen to an inner room. "Brother Chengwen, this is urgent. You have to win Mengyun over."
"She's impossible! She doesn't get how serious this is and keeps sulking!"
"Win her over!"
"How?"
"Duh! She's just being coy. She likes you. Tell her you like her, only her, love her the most!"
"Wait, if I say I only like her, there's no 'most.' If it's 'most,' that means I like others too!"
"You idiot! Say you like her, and her brain will short-circuit!"
"Really?"
"Then kiss her. Her mind will go blank, and she'll forget everything!"
"No way!"
"Strip her down, take her right here—"
"Okay, okay, the kiss will do. No need for extra steps."
Xu Xuejiao grinned. "Just this once, I'm giving you a pass. Go handle her!"
"But even if you say that, I—"
"That's how you won me over, remember?"
Lu Chengwen sputtered, "When did I win you over?"
"Don't deny it—my first kiss was yours!"
"First kiss? My first kiss… I…"
"Go! Handle her!" Xu Xuejiao insisted. "I've got your back!"
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